"Where is the third trial?" Zhang Xiaohua asked curiously.
After thinking for a moment, Kong Chan said in a low voice, "The third trial is in that temple's Forbidden Wind Valley!"
"Forbidden Wind Valley?" Zhang Xiaohua asked strangely. "Why put it there?"
Kong Chan gave a mysterious smile and did not answer.
By then, the setting sun was already blood-red. Led by Kong Chan, Zhang Xiaohua and Meng arrived at a mountain valley. The valley was utterly bare, without a single tree or blade of grass. Even the rocks on the ground were all enormous, with not one small stone among them. Most peculiar of all, the surfaces of those boulders did not resemble ordinary rocks. They were rounded and seemed smooth, yet when touched, they were covered in countless fine grooves.
"Please come this way, you two." Kong Chan pressed his palms together and spoke softly, then led them into the valley. After walking for the time it took to burn an incense stick, they reached a small clearing. Quite a few people were already standing there. Besides Master Chang Xing and Master Chang Geng, there was also a huge man who stood half a body taller than Zhang Xiaohua. Not only was the man towering, he was covered in flesh. Apart from a few places wrapped in cloth, the rest of his body was bare. A layer of grease gleamed over his naked skin, faintly shining beneath the sunset. Under that oily sheen, his thick, coarse flesh quivered with every movement, displaying the strength of his body. Even his bald forehead shone with oil.
When the big man saw Zhang Xiaohua approach, his brows furrowed slightly. He lifted a hand and rubbed his slick, gleaming forehead. That hand was like a palm-leaf fan, and each finger was nearly