The Second Trial

Dongfang Yueming walked up to Lang Xiaotian, looking down at him with a detached tone. "The plaque."

Lang Xiaotian's eyes were filled with resentment and bitterness, but sensing the cold killing intent emanating from Dongfang Yueming, he finally humiliatingly took out his identity token and the other tokens he had previously stolen from his bosom and handed them over with trembling hands.

Dongfang Yueming took the token, didn't even glance at him, and turned to walk off the stage.

The entire training ground remained deathly silent. Everyone was frozen in place, speechless, unable to recover from the shocking scene just now.

Lang Xiaotian struggled to his feet, watching Dongfang Yueming's departing figure. The humiliation and anger in his heart erupted like a volcano! He abruptly turned his head, directing his fury at the surrounding students who had come to watch the spectacle, and roared, "What are you looking at?! Get out of here!"

The crowd trembled at his fierce gaze and dared not utter a sound, scattering like birds and beasts.

"This matter... cannot be left like this!" Lang Xiaotian's eyes flashed with venomous light as he silently vowed. He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and coldly asked in the direction Dongfang Yueming had left, "Boy! What's your name?!"

"Dongfang Ri." A calm voice came from afar, and Dongfang Yueming's figure quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Dongfang Ri... Good! Very good!" Lang Xiaotian etched this name deep into his heart. He glanced at the weaker students who hadn't left yet, a cruel smile appearing on his face, "Hand over your tokens!"

"But... Young Master Wolf, the rules..." someone whispered, trying to argue.

"You're courting death!" Lang Xiaotian roared in fury, unleashing a powerful aura once more!

The trainees were so frightened that they didn't dare utter a single word and hurriedly handed over the tokens they had worked so hard to obtain.

Lang Xiaotian looked at the tokens that had multiplied in his hand again, a sinister smile appearing on his face, "Dongfang Ri... in the next trial, I will make you wish you were dead!"

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

The battle for the first Trial Valley has finally come to an end. Less than 10% of the participants managed to collect all ten tokens.

The trainees who had passed the first trial had gathered at the entrance of a massive canyon. The canyon was shrouded in mist, its depths unfathomable, exuding a chilling and mysterious aura. This was the second trial of the Trial Valley.

"Gentlemen," one of them announced loudly, "The rules for the second trial are simple. Once you enter the canyon, you pass if you can emerge alive from the other end of the exit!"

These words immediately lifted everyone's spirits! "As long as we can get out alive? That sounds... much easier than the first challenge?"

Lang Xiaotian's gaze swept through the crowd, searching for Dongfang Yueming's figure, his eyes filled with icy killing intent. "Dongfang Ri... you'd better not let me run into you in there!"

Not far away, Wei Meng and Hou Liang stood together. Hou Liang, still looking deeply affectionate, said to Wei Meng with unwavering conviction, "Don't worry, Mengmei! No matter what danger we encounter, I will protect you!"

Wei Meng simply nodded, but her eyes unconsciously searched for something in the crowd.

Further away, several cold, sinister gazes were fixed on Wei Meng with ill intent, while they whispered amongst themselves, "Hmph, that traitorous Wei Clan bitch, she actually dares to participate in the trial!"

With various thoughts in mind, the group stepped into the misty canyon one after another.

Dongfang Yueming glanced at the attribute panel.

[Character: Dongfang Yueming]

[Realm: Internal Force Realm (Entry) (600 points earned daily)]

[Techniques: Extreme Body Tempering Method (Perfection), Primordial Yin-Yang Art (Perfection), Heaven-Overwhelming Force Condensation Method (0/1500, Entry)]

[Martial Arts: Body Technique (Perfection), Weapon Technique (Perfection), Crimson Flame Fist Technique (0/2000, Major Accomplishment), Surging Waves Fist Technique (0/9, Not Yet Entry), Surging Waves Movement Technique (0/9, Not Yet Entry- Level), Cloud-Treading Steps (Perfection), Shadow-Chasing Movement Technique (0/10, Not Yet Entry), Heaven-Overwhelming Palm (0/540, Entry)]

[Points:4622]

"I used up quite a few points perfecting my Body Tempering techniques and martial arts," he thought to himself. "However, in another two days, I should have enough points to upgrade [Crimson Flame Fist Technique] and [Heaven-Overwhelming Palm] to Perfection as well. Then, my strength will increase significantly."

Without further hesitation, he stepped into the canyon.

Upon entering the canyon, a thick, white fog enveloped everything, so dense that one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face! Even more strangely, this fog seemed to disrupt one's senses, making it impossible to distinguish east from west! The martial artists who had entered with them earlier had long since vanished without a trace.

Dongfang Yueming frowned slightly, sensing something was amiss. He walked forward cautiously, wary of any potential dangers around him.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they faintly heard a plea for mercy coming from ahead.

Following the sound, Dongfang Yueming cautiously approached. Not far ahead, in the thick fog, a blurry figure was kneeling on the ground, desperately kowtowing and begging for mercy towards the ethereal mist, its voice filled with despair and fear.

"Spare me! Please spare me! I'll never do it again!"

Suddenly, the man seemed to see something extremely terrifying, letting out a bloodcurdling scream! Immediately afterward, the surrounding thick fog surged violently as if it were alive, instantly engulfing the man!

The screams abruptly stopped!

Dongfang Yueming's pupils constricted sharply, and his brows furrowed tightly! This mist... it can actually kill?!

However, the next moment, something even stranger happened!

The martial artist who had just been swallowed by the mist and should have died had somehow appeared unharmed before Dongfang Yueming! His eyes were bloodshot, his face was twisted, and he was filled with endless resentment and madness as he lunged at Dongfang Yueming!

"You stood by and watched me die! You're the one who killed me! I'll make you pay with your life!"

Dongfang Yueming's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he threw a punch!

Bang!

The charging martial artist, upon contact with the fist's energy, vanished like a bubble, turning into a cloud of white mist and disappearing without a trace!

"Hmm?" Dongfang Yueming's heart stirred.

"Hehehe... You can't escape!" A sinister laugh suddenly rang out from behind Dongfang Yueming!

The dead martial artist reappeared! A smug smile graced his face, and his sharp claws, like hooks, viciously clawed towards Dongfang Yueming's back!

Dongfang Yueming struck out with a backhand palm, shattering the martial artist once more!

However, just moments later, the martial artist emerged once more from the thick fog beside Dongfang Yueming, a mocking smile on his face, "Give up! You can't kill me! Just accept your fate and you'll suffer less!"