Time flew, and the morning's meditation training came to an end.
After lunch, everyone took a brief rest. Once it was over, the afternoon training began on schedule.
In the broad clearing, Zhao Wuji had changed into a sturdy gray tunic. With his arms folded across his chest, seven Soul Rings rose beneath his feet: two yellow, two purple, and three black.
Zhao Wuji looked at Lin Xuan, then glanced at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling before calling out,
"Even with newcomers here today, the rules are the same. Stay within twenty meters, practice your footwork if that's your assignment, and otherwise get on with your own training! If anyone slacks off, you know what I'll do!"
Immediately afterward, his third Soul Ring flashed.
Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement!
The invisible downward force in the clearing abruptly doubled.
Fallen leaves were pinned firmly to the ground, and not even dust could rise.
At the very center of the gravity field, Tai Long gave a muffled grunt. His joints made faint cracking sounds, and his thick calves tensed until they were rigid.
Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, shifting from side to side under the heavy pull and constantly adjusting his center of gravity. At the same time, he precisely cast the Blue Silver Grass in his hands toward seven wooden posts standing ten meters away.
The dark green vines swept through the air, landing without the slightest deviation and wrapping securely around the top of each post.
On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing activated Hell Stab, darting forward against several times the usual resistance. Every step left a deep pit in the dirt, yet her speed barely diminished.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling stood at the edge of the field, likewise bearing its gravity.
Even simply walking was already