Huang Yan stood at the edge of the formation and casually flicked the stone pillar mechanism beside him.
"Vmmm—"
A deep hum rang out, and the air over the clearing visibly twisted.
Huang Yan pointed at the clearing.
"Go in.
Start with twice the gravity.
Run along the edge. Don't stop until I say so."
Ning Rongrong swallowed and tentatively stepped one foot inside.
In an instant, an invisible force slammed down. She stumbled, nearly dropping straight to her knees.
"Ow! Th-this feels like I'm carrying a huge boulder!"
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing and followed her into the formation.
She let out a muffled grunt. Her legs shook violently, but she stubbornly held her back straight.
"Start running."
Huang Yan urged them on coldly.
"What?
Can't even move already?
Miss Ning, should I send someone to escort you back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
"Don't you dare look down on me!"
Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and forced herself upright, painfully taking a step.
"It's only twice the gravity!
I'll show you I can walk!"
Zhu Zhuqing didn't say a word. She was already trudging forward, beginning to jog along the edge of the gravity field.
Each step landed with a heavy thud against the ground.
Half an hour later.
Ning Rongrong's breathing had grown as rough as a bellows. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead, and her body went limp as she pitched forward.
Quick as lightning, Zhu Zhuqing caught her by the arm.
"Rongrong, hang in there."
"Zhuqing... I can't... My legs are going to break..."
Ning Rongrong panted heavily, tears welling in her eyes.
Outside the formation, Huang Yan pulled over a grand chair and sat down with a cup of tea in hand, taking a leisurely sip.
"This is your limit?