Throw Down on Sight

"My brother died right here!" Qian Mu said.

A flicker of surprise appeared on Lin Mu's face.

He had not expected Qian Mu to have such a past.

"But I also know that these are the rules of this world. We all signed Life-and-Death Contracts before coming here—life and death are determined by fate! There's no one to blame!" Qian Mu said.

"Now I just want to prove that I'm the most outstanding one in our family. My brother couldn't pass the trial here, but I can!"

Lin Mu nodded slightly, a smile on his face as he praised him. "I think you can!"

"I think so too!" Qian Mu said.

The two of them did push-ups.

If they had been outside, a thousand push-ups would have been nothing to them.

But now, with their Blood Qi Values reduced by two-thirds and the pressure bearing down on them, every single push-up was extraordinarily difficult.

It was as if they were carrying several thousand kilograms.

About half an hour later, Lin Mu finally finished his push-ups.

By the time he stood up, several people had already left.

The people on the platform did not even look at them, yet no one dared slack off.

Their strength was simply too great. With just a glance, they could tell how everyone's training was going.

Their gazes fell upon those deserters, an invisible pressure settling over them.

"You dare become deserters the moment you come in? You've got some nerve!"

The man in the plaid shirt had a face full of fear. "We'll never dare do it again! Can you please spare us?"

"No problem! I'm a very reasonable man. As long as you can do ten thousand push-ups, we'll let this matter go!"

The leading man spoke coldly.

The plaid-shirted man's expression changed. Making them do that many push-ups—wasn't that taking their lives?

"If you won't do them, I'll throw you onto Ten Thousand Snakes Mountain for training!" the leading man said.

The eyes of those few people filled with terror. They nodded again and again, dropped to the ground, and began doing push-ups nonstop.

Lin Mu glanced at them without much sympathy, then turned and left.

Not long after, Qian Mu also finished his training and caught up with him.

After returning to the dormitory, they washed up and went straight to sleep.

Over the following days, they underwent all kinds of training.

Running, push-ups, squats... Though they were all basic exercises, with their physical abilities restricted, the pain they endured was still intense.

Even with the system, Lin Mu found it hard to endure several times.

Yet in this state, his Blood Qi Value continued to rise, and every aspect of his physical abilities improved.

Aside from that, Lin Mu also heard some news.

Of the few people who had previously become deserters, one troublemaker seemed to have been dealt with.

He had been thrown directly onto Ten Thousand Snakes Mountain by an Instructor, and whether he lived or died was unknown.

Though the others found it difficult to keep going, they still forced themselves onward, looking as if their minds were on the verge of breaking.

Lin Mu also understood that people were different.

Some people simply could not endure hardship and had poor resistance to pressure.

Even if they were supposedly geniuses.

They were nothing more than paper tigers!

Under enough pressure, their true colors would be exposed!

Three days passed quickly.

Over those three days, everyone improved to varying degrees.

Quite a few people also earned some Points through their training performance.

But living here required Points for everything. If one wanted to live a little better, Points would be used up quickly.

Take Lin Mu, for example. He had previously received five hundred Points.

He had excelled in every aspect of training.

Yet by now, he had only a little over two hundred Points left in his account.

That was because many things here were extremely expensive. Even the dormitory cost twenty Points a day.

Meals and other daily necessities were even more outrageous.

Those without enough Points could only take on extra training, or they might very well be driven out of the dormitory.

Early that morning, everyone was gathered together.

A Purple-robed Man stepped onto the high platform. His gaze swept over the crowd, his expression indifferent.

"Today is the Jungle Trial! Some of you should already know the rules, but I'll emphasize them again!"

"Everyone must compete for Banners. Whoever obtains the most Banners will take first place!"

"Furthermore, the jungle carries a certain degree of danger. If you encounter an opponent you cannot defeat, press the emergency button immediately! We will rescue you as quickly as possible!"

"Of course, if you die in there because of this, you alone will bear the responsibility!"

"One more thing—once you press the emergency button, your Points will be reset to zero. Even if you have Banners in hand, you must throw them away. So if you want a better life in the future, survive properly in there!"

Hearing the Instructor's words, everyone understood clearly.

Even if they muddled through until the end of the trial without obtaining a single Banner, they must not press the emergency button.

Because having their Points reset to zero would absolutely affect their future lives.

Lin Mu's expression remained calm. He had already grown impatient waiting for this day.

Zhao Shun looked over at him as well, the killing intent in his eyes unmistakable.

Duan Wenchang stood in the distance, sizing up the two of them with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

If Zhao Shun could deal with Lin Mu, that would naturally be for the best.

If he could not, then Duan Wenchang would have to step in himself!

At the Instructor's command, everyone surged into the jungle.

Lin Mu walked slowly inward.

Almost as soon as he entered—

he pounced toward Zhao Shun's position.

A War Blade appeared, its fierce attack erupting at that moment.

Zhao Shun was deeply surprised.

He had never expected Lin Mu to be this ruthless.

Attacking the instant they met!?

He gripped his Long Sword and met Lin Mu's attack.

But he had not expected a Dragon's Roar to ring out from Lin Mu's body.

Before the blade could fall upon him, Lin Mu's figure flashed and appeared not far away.

He raised his blade and brought it down!

Slash!

One of Zhao Shun's lackeys had his neck severed outright.

That man had mocked Lin Mu before. Lin Mu remembered that ugly face perfectly well.

Lin Mu moved, swiftly leaving the area.

Zhao Shun's eyes blazed with fury!

He knew perfectly well that this was Lin Mu's show of force.

Lin Mu had never intended to fight him. He only wanted to weaken Zhao Shun's forces.

And it had indeed thrown Zhao Shun's plans into disarray.

Lin Mu was no fool either!

That had been the outer perimeter, where countless people were watching.

If he fought Zhao Shun to the death, it would be easy for others to take advantage of their weakness.

So he had only chosen to kill one of Zhao Shun's subordinates, then slowly deal with Zhao Shun afterward.

A bloody glint flickered in Lin Mu's eyes.

He was like a hunting leopard, killing intent radiating from every inch of his body.

This time, he would not merely seize the Banners—he would also make Zhao Shun and the others regret ever coming into this world.

Quite a few people outside the jungle wore surprised expressions.

Those Instructors had all sensed what had happened within.

Yet they did not stop it.

Because those were the rules!

Sending them into the jungle was meant to teach them the cruelty of this world.