He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

Just then.

"boom!"

Another figure was blasted out of the portal, even worse off than Liu Yanyan. The young man named Chen Cai had his clothes torn.

The weapons in his hands and the armor on his body were cracked, clearly indicating that he had been in a fierce battle.

"Chen Cai, cleared level 10 in 2 minutes and 30 seconds."

Recorded by Sima Xuantian.

"Holy crap! Chen Cai was wearing a level 40 S-grade armor, right? And it's all shattered?"

"Just how powerful are the phantoms inside this tower?"

Seeing this, the crowd slightly abandoned their contempt and their expressions became serious.

Chen Cai coughed a few times, then silently walked to a corner.

After taking the healing potion, his expression became extremely grave.

His previous confidence had completely vanished, and he cursed inwardly, "That's fucking insane!"

Next, the ten people in the first group were "invited" out one by one.

Eight people stopped at the eleventh floor, and one person stopped at the twelfth floor.

The opponent used an expensive level 90 array plate to barely trap the guardian phantom, leading everyone to marvel at their wealth and power.

The last person was none other than the initially arrogant Feng Tianyang.

He barely made it to the thirteenth floor before choosing to give up.

When he was teleported out, his eyes were unfocused, his body was covered in wounds, and he kept muttering to himself:

"Madmen...they're all fucking madmen...a bunch of inhuman bastards..."

Sima Xuantian glanced at Feng Tianyang a few more times, wondering how he could survive without substantial external supplies.

Relying solely on his own strength to reach the thirteenth floor is quite impressive among this group of freshmen.

Seeing that the best score among the first group of ten was only thirteen, and that they were all in a sorry state,

Some even suffered mental setbacks, and the freshmen waiting below finally realized that something was wrong.

A person's failure may be an accident.

If all ten people are in such a terrible state, then there must be something wrong with the tower!

"Next, the second group: Niu Dali, Feng Tianhong, Xie Musheng..." Sima Xuantian continued calling out names.

Those whose names were called looked noticeably more serious. They swallowed hard, encouraged each other, and made sure they were mentally prepared before stepping through the portal.

This time, the results were slightly better.

Most people stop at the thirteenth or fourteenth floor, while a few people use various trump cards to reach the fifteenth floor or above.

Among them, a young man named Xie Musheng stood out, and his name kept rising on the screen.

"Holy crap! Xie Musheng's reached the eighteenth floor!"

"Nineteenth floor! Almost twentieth floor!"

"Impressive! As expected of the Xie family, even as a collateral branch, they are far superior to us..."

When these words reached Xuanyuan Tai's ears, he pursed his lips and muttered under his breath:

"Tch! No matter how good he is, he was still my defeated foe back then..."

"What are you saying? Are you insulting us?"

Canglong slapped Xuanyuan Tai on the back of the head.

Last night, the fat guy was cursing and swearing in his sleep, and Canglong was holding his breath.

"No, no! Brother Zang, how could I dare to curse you!"

Xuanyuan Tai admitted defeat very quickly, his face beaming with smiles.

Canglong glared at him, clearly not believing him.

This fat man looks honest, but he's got a lot of bad intentions inside.

Lu Chen looked with great interest at the light screen and the various figures in front of the tower. This Kunlun Tower seemed to be more interesting than he had imagined.

"Look! Xie Musheng has broken through to the twentieth level!" someone exclaimed.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it, and they saw on the light screen,

Following Xie Musheng's name, it clearly reads "Twenty-one Floors"!

Everyone's hearts were in their throats as time ticked by.

Finally, after twenty minutes, the number next to Xie Musheng's name on the screen changed to "22nd floor".

"He passed! He passed! Yes!!"

A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted in the square.

When someone succeeds in breaking through, it gives them hope and confidence.

Xie Musheng didn't stay on the 23rd floor for more than three seconds before his figure was teleported out of the portal, his face slightly pale.

He voluntarily gave up the challenge, clearly knowing that he couldn't win if he continued fighting.

"Brother Xie is awesome! Brother Xie, you're the best!!"

Xie Musheng's brothers surrounded him, cheering excitedly.

Based on his current record, he is very likely to secure the top spot among the freshmen.

Sima Xuantian glanced at Xie Musheng a few more times and wrote in his notebook: Xie Musheng, cleared the 22nd floor in 22 minutes and 17 seconds.

Xie Musheng went to rest in a corner, and appeared to be unharmed.

But his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, even his level 45 fine steel longsword...

The sword had developed fine cracks and was almost beyond repair.

"Not bad, this young man from a collateral branch of the Xie family..." A mentor praised from the void.

"According to my estimation, if he were willing to use his accumulated 'righteous energy,' he could at least reach the thirtieth level," another mentor commented.

"There's no need for that. I think he did the right thing."

"Using one's righteous spirit as a trump card in a freshman trial is a waste; it should be saved for a crucial moment."

The composed mentor offered a different opinion.

"Indeed, he knows how to make choices, is neither arrogant nor impatient, and has a good temperament."

The other mentors nodded in agreement.

The atmosphere in the audience grew increasingly enthusiastic due to the success of Xie Musheng and others.

The following groups of freshmen, encouraged by this, showed significantly better results.

No one fell below the fifteenth floor, and one or two even made it to the twentieth floor.

Unfortunately, it ultimately failed to pass.

"Hidden Dragon, Slim and Handsome..." Sima Xuantian continued calling out names.

"Boss, it's our turn!" Canglong and Miaotiaojun perked up.

"Canglong, you can do it! You can do it!"

Ran Ruhua unusually encouraged Canglong.

"Brother Jun, you're the best!"

Chunli called out even more enthusiastically, her voice sweet and delicate.

Miao Tiaojun was startled by the voice and almost fell over, which made the people around him chuckle.

Many people also cast strange glances at Chun-Li's "muscle Barbie" combination.

With a robust physique and a loli voice, she seems to have... a unique charm?

It's just a pity that she's already taken.

With Lu Chen's resurrection ability as a backup, Canglong and Miaotiaojun can now go all out.

Their fighting style is extremely fierce, completely risking their lives, and they don't care even if they end up crippled.

"Time travel, get back!"

Slim and handsome, panting heavily, activated his ability to rewind three seconds at the crucial moment.

He narrowly escaped a fatal blow.

He used delaying tactics and various tricks to slowly grind his way up to the thirtieth floor.

Hidden Dragon went even further, "inviting Marshal Tianpeng to descend."

They were even willing to sacrifice part of their lifespan to gain greater power.

They fought their way up to the thirtieth floor.