On the blue-stone ground, Brother Tiger walked on his hands, calmly passing through the watching crowd to reach Ren Ye and Tan Pang.
Both men stared dumbfounded, their eyes full of bewilderment.
Ren Ye was the first to ask, "Did you... run into Song Mingzhe?"
"Brother Tiger, your feet... where are your feet? Where did you lose them? I'll go get them for you!" Tan Pang called out, eager and anxious to help.
"I didn't run into Song Mingzhe." Brother Tiger actually shook his head while standing on his hands, then urged, "But could you two get out of the way? Make some room. I need to flip over."
"Oh."
Ren Ye immediately stepped aside.
Whoosh!
With an agile forward somersault, Brother Tiger landed sitting cross-legged on the ground, a grave and ashamed expression appearing on his tiger face.
"You... what happened to you?" Ren Ye asked anxiously. "Where did your feet go?"
Sitting on the ground, Brother Tiger said with a piercing gaze, "The Martial Academy's test was to cross the Trial Bridge. The bridge had three sections: the Cloud Ladder Bar, the Slanted Wooden Posts, and the Wide Sand Pit. I competed with the only inner disciple to see who could finish first. Whoever got both feet across the red thread first would win. While crossing the Cloud Ladder Bar, flames rose from the ground to burn my body, and gravity surged. I nearly lost my grip several times. At the Slanted Wooden Posts, I couldn't keep my footing below, Yin Water boiled beneath me, and steel sabers slashed down from above. After those two stages, I was almost completely exhausted, while that inner disciple could keep swallowing pills to replenish himself. While catching my breath on the Cylindrical Platform, I saw the sand pit crawling with poisonous