Sky Holding (Thanks to Qingqingqiaoqiaohehe for the Alliance Leader)
Just as Zhang Yu was quietly conserving his energy, a gasp of surprise erupted from the arena.
Inside the live stream, Gang Shan looked at the 10,000 kilograms mark on the Sky Pillar and exclaimed in surprise, "Are they challenging such a high weight in the second round?"
Xiong Wenwu slowly ascended the stage, his eyes fixed on the Sky Pillar above him, which was pressing down bit by bit, as if he were watching a sky collapsing towards him.
The next moment, his two large, bear-paw-like hands slammed down hard on the Sky Pillar that was crashing down.
With a loud bang, Xiong Wenwu's muscles tensed, veins bulged, and blood trickled from his clenched teeth.
Even with such force, the Sky Pillar showed no sign of stopping its descent, seemingly about to crush Xiong Wenwu on the platform inch by inch... completely.
However, in the next moment, accompanied by Xiong Wenwu's roar, it seemed as if a dragon's roar echoed in the air above the arena, startling countless students and spectators.
At the same time, a cloud of Blood Mist suddenly burst forth from Xiong Wenwu's entire body.
The black dragon scales were like clothes being stretched open, with one blood-red tear after another.
The skin, flesh, and scales couldn't withstand Xiong Wenwu's excessive burst of strength and were torn apart by the violently expanding muscles.
As the Blood Mist erupted from Xiong Wenwu's body, the falling Sky Pillar gradually stopped, and with another roar from him, it was even pushed upwards several inches.
The 10,000-kilogram challenge was a success.
Hu Yuntao, sitting below the stage, roared to the sky, which led the people of Red Pagoda in cheers.
Gang Shan Outer Dao, "He went all out in the second round? He must have seriously strained his muscles. With such a severe injury, he definitely won't be able to participate in the next round."
"However, with a result of 10,000 kilograms, apart from Yu Xinghan, no one here should have a chance to surpass it. Now it all depends on whether Yu Xinghan will give it his all in the next round."
Le Jingchen looked at Xiong Wenwu as he walked off the stage, but found that the situation was not as he had imagined.
The opponent's injuries... are healing rapidly.
He thought to himself, "Does the Black Dragon Bloodline give them extraordinary regenerative abilities? And then..."
Watching the medical team rushing towards Xiong Wenwu, Le Jingchen felt Sky Pillar in the third round, Xiong Wenwu might very well have to play again.
Le Jingchen remarked, "Xiong Wenwu's achievement of 10,000 kilograms will definitely inspire the other competitors; the next round will be exciting."
As the second round came to a close, the contestants began to report their target weights for the final round.
As the staff member registered the information, they thought to themselves, "Was it because of Xiong Wenwu's desperate last stand? They're both so determined..."
Just then, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he looked up at Zhang Yu in front of him. "This number... are you sure?"
After confirming several times, the staff still registered the target weight reported by Zhang Yu, but a question couldn't help but arise in their minds, "Is he crazy?"
at the same time.
Meanwhile, in the rest area of White Dragon High School.
Yu Xinghan, who was about to report his target weight, was stopped by someone.
Yu Xinghan said to Li Xuelian on the other end of the phone, "Senior sister, why are you stopping me? You know my strength; this weight is absolutely no problem."
Li Xuelian said calmly, "But if you overexert yourself, you will get injured."
"Xing Han, your body is very strong, but that also means it will be very expensive to repair."
"I don't want to waste my father's money on medical expenses."
Yu Xinghan said, "What about the contract? If Xiong Wenwu beats me in the next round, I can only get second place in this round."
Li Xuelian said calmly, "Even if you come in second in this round, you're still the champion of this Physical Competition."
"Don't waste money on some unimportant rankings."
Yu Xinghan still felt a sense of frustration.
Especially when he thought that his strength was clearly greater than Xiong Wenwu's, but he couldn't Qi Explosion to crush his opponent in one go, and might even lose the first place in the final round... he felt that the ' Heavenly Martial Heart Refinement Art ' running in his mind was becoming less smooth.
Seemingly sensing Yu Xinghan's displeasure, Li Xuelian continued to warn, "Xing Han, understand that your body no longer belongs to you. Everything you have belongs to your father. You have no right to consume assets and money that do not belong to you."
"This is also what Father wanted."
After ending the call, Li Xuelian thought to herself, "His mind has become somewhat rigid due to the long-term Heavenly Martial Heart Refinement Art. This is a good opportunity to suppress it and lay the groundwork for the next mental cultivation technique."
As for her ranking in the competition, Li Xuelian had no worries.
After all, Yu Xinghan had accumulated too much advantage in the first three rounds. Even if Xiong Wenwu took first place in this round, it wouldn't matter. Yu Xinghan would still be the champion of the Physical Competition, and the advertising and endorsement contracts with White Dragon High School and Xianyun Corporation would proceed smoothly.
On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Yu Xinghan crushed it with a bang, emanating a chilling aura that deterred any of the surrounding high school students from approaching.
After a long while, and under repeated urging from the staff, he finally walked over with a frosty expression and began to report his target weight for the final round.
As the final round of the Sky Pillar began, the contestants, once on stage, were no longer as conservative as in the previous round. Instead, they all went all out, challenging their limits.
As a result, some succeeded, some failed, and some were hurt.
Gang Shan said, "Everyone is going all out in this round. The specific number of the target weight is also very interesting. I think the more precise the athlete is in setting the target weight, the more thoroughly they understand their own limits."
Le Jingchen nodded and said, "Theoretically speaking, the better you understand your own body and condition, the more accurate the weight you can set."
When Bai Zhenzhen came on stage, the number displayed on the Sky Pillar was 8050 kilograms.
As immense pressure emanated from her palms, Bai Zhenzhen's scars turned crimson again, like dragon claws slowly tightening around her body.
Seemingly due to the thrill of the speed race, Bai Zhenzhen's scars became even more crimson, radiating a ruby-like luster.
When Bai Zhenzhen shouted and lifted the Sky Pillar upwards, several scars finally split open, staining her body with blood.
Bai Zhenzhen let out a painful groan, roaring in her heart, "Damn it, my body... hold on! I'm going to get into the top 10!" After holding on for 5 seconds, Bai Zhenzhen finally lowered her hands that were supporting the Sky Pillar and walked off the platform covered in blood.
Wang Hai immediately ran up and sighed helplessly, "You know your own situation, why didn't you report a little less weight?"
Bai Zhenzhen smiled slightly but didn't speak, only thinking to herself, "In the last Martial Arts Competition, I didn't have the money or the confidence to fight to the end."
"This time, Yu Zi won the championship and reimbursed my medical expenses, so I can finally play more freely."
Thinking of this, Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, who was still immersed in his own world, oblivious to everything else, and thought to herself, "Very good, Yu Zi, keep it up. I'm counting on you to reimburse my medical expenses for all these injuries."
Just then, Bai Zhenzhen felt a wave of heat hit her face and saw Le Mulan, who was passing by and about to go on stage, radiating heat as if she were about to be cooked.
Bai Zhenzhen inwardly cursed, "What the hell... how many pills did this guy take? Is he going to turn into Pill Furnace?"
Le Mulan recalled the process of taking her medicine backstage.
The competition coach said worriedly from the side, "Even if it's President Le Jingchen's request, isn't this amount too dangerous?"
Le Mulan said nonchalantly, "Give it to me."
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She slowly said to the advertising camera beside her, "For other students, this challenge is just a test of their strength limits, but for me, who has undergone Super Metabolism Surgery, this challenge is also a test of my drug tolerance limits."
After showing her the potions one by one, Le Mulan inserted them into her body. A moment later, she felt her heart pound violently, and her face turned bright red in an instant.
"My target weight is 9,000 kilograms, which is something only power athletes can achieve, but right now... I can do it!"
On stage, after Le Mulan trembled all over as she supported the 9,000-kilogram Sky Pillar for five seconds, she suddenly collapsed to her knees, feeling her leg bones break.
But facing countless cameras and the ensuing media frenzy, she knew she couldn't show weakness, because it was her responsibility and duty as an important member of her Lineage's elite.
So she struggled to support her legs and tried to walk off the stage as if nothing had happened.
As soon as she stepped off the stage, she was immediately surrounded by many cameras. Although Le Mulan felt a little dizzy, she still finished reciting the advertising slogan with the reminder from her competition coach.
With Le Mulan successfully reaching 9000 kg, Song Hailong lifted 9300 kg, Hu Yuntao, covered in blood, lifted 9800 kg, and Yu Xinghan broke through 10001 kg, becoming the second contestant to successfully challenge the 10,000 kg Sky Pillar.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiong Wenwu, still covered in blood, slowly stepped onto the stage.
But just as everyone was looking forward to Xiong Wenwu's performance, Wang Hai discovered something strange.
"Where's Zhang Yu? Why hasn't he come on stage yet?"
"Could it be that he's ranked after Xiong Wenwu?"
"How many kilograms did he actually report?"
At the same time, Xiong Wenwu looked up again at the slowly descending Sky Pillar, feeling the dark pillar gradually obscuring his vision, as if the sky had collapsed.
And this feeling of the sky falling... he had experienced countless times since he was a child.
Every selection at the Breeding Base, every elimination of his companions, every exam after entering high school... every time was so tense, so frightening, and made him feel so helpless.
Just like right now, as he tries to raise his palms to withstand the pressure falling from the sky.
Yet he could still feel the weight of 10,800 kilograms pressing down on him with unstoppable force, forcing him to lower his head, bend his back, and kneel on the ground.
The referee standing nearby asked, "Xiong Wenwu, do you want to continue?"
Xiong Wenwu didn't hear what the referee said; his mind was only focused on the orders his father had given him.
"10,800 kilograms, you should be able to achieve that, right? Shouldn't Strength Trial be your forte? If you can't even do that, who would buy Red Pagoda's newly launched technology?"
"Injuried?"
"How can we demonstrate the healing capabilities of new technologies without getting injured?"
"Injuries are a good thing; the more severe the injury, the more it demonstrates your resilience."
At this moment, Xiong Wenwu's muscles were taut and tense, his teeth felt like they were about to be crushed, and his heart was pounding like a car engine.
I can!
I can do it, Father!
I am no longer like I used to be, helplessly accepting my fate and watching the sky fall on number 33456.
I've already finished my studies, cultivated Immortal Dao, and am a high school student! A chosen one destined for university!
Now I... can Sky Holding!
Roar!
With the muscles in his arms bursting, Xiong Wenwu forcefully braced himself against the descending Sky Pillar.
Then, as his massive body suddenly stood up, the Sky Pillar was pushed back a meter.
Along with the ruptured muscles and broken bones, blood splattered all over Xiong Wenwu's body, and trickles of blood from his internal organs flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The next five seconds felt like an eternity to him.
By the time Xiong Wenwu realized what was happening, he had already collapsed on the stage.
Looking at Hu Yuntao rushing towards him, Xiong Wenwu murmured, "Did... did we succeed?"
Hu Yuntao nodded repeatedly, excitedly saying, "Big Brother! It's a success! With your promotion this time, the Black Dragon Bloodline technology will definitely sell like hotcakes!"
At the same time, cameras immediately followed and began recording Xiong Wenwu's entire recovery process.
Hu Yuntao encouraged him from the side, "Brother! Hang in there, don't faint! We still have the advertising lines to recite..."
As Xiong Wenwu was being carried off the stage, the people of Red Pagoda excitedly chanted the title of "first place," and many students and spectators marveled at Xiong Wenwu's achievement.
The Sky Pillar on the platform trembled slightly, and a number appeared.
12,531 kilograms.
Only then did everyone realize, there was another expert?!
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