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The seventh trial.

Mad cow.

The trial participants are not tasked with defeating a raging, enormous bull, but rather with taming it by climbing onto its back.

Luo Mu and this guy were locked in a stalemate for at least half a day. On the back of the mad bull, he was almost shaken to pieces. His hands, which were gripping the bull's horns tightly, were already bloody and mangled. When the mad bull finally collapsed from exhaustion, the entire grassland in his field of vision had become a desolate scene, as if it had been plowed by a rocket launcher.

Item 8...

A herd of man-eating horses.

There is still no room to rest.

Luo Mu took a breath and grinned as he looked at the herd of horses in front of him, which exuded a terrifying aura of wanting to devour people.

Although the trial had become increasingly difficult at this point, he chuckled to himself as he looked at the herd of horses:

"You guys are saying that I'll be done with my mission soon and go back to get to base with the big sister, so what makes you think you can stop me here?"

Naturally, the horses didn't respond to him, and they immediately started fighting.

"..."

Won.

"Ha...ha...glug, haa..."

Luo Mu straightened up again, his gaze cold and his back upright.

Inevitably, he is now covered in wounds.

Although it is common knowledge that horses eat grass, since this is a herd of man-eating horses, it is clear that these crazy horses are actually rushing up to bite and gnaw on people.

He no longer had the energy to joke around and catch his breath. He simply straightened his broken ribs with a deathly expression and watched as the storm that had swept across the sky began to gather again.

"This is the ninth game."

With his back straight and his blood-stained body standing like a javelin in the storm, Luo Mu muttered to himself.

According to the guide, this is the record left by the group leader.

In other words, I have reached the same level that the commander once stood at...

"Oh."

He looked at the raging dark blue storm before him and slowly curled the corners of his mouth into a smile. "I will not stop here."

"Boom!"

As if sensing his provocation, the storm coalesced once more.

The Ninth Trial: The Huntresses' Hunting Team.

According to the original story, this place seems to be inhabited by Amazonian tribes, but in Vanessa's legend, it is a hunting team composed of a group of brave and experienced female hunters living in the primeval jungle.

Not only do they each possess Lv.4 strength, but what's even worse is—

These people also understand teamwork.

It was supposed to be a trial to advance from Lv.3 to Lv.4, but we've already encountered enemies who are all Lv.4. It seems that geniuses have never been lacking throughout history.

However, even the leader of the group has only reached this point, so it's likely that not every genius is that powerful.

"..."

He won this battle more easily than he had expected.

Compared to the man-eating horse's instinctive attacks, the hunting party's cooperative operations actually revealed weaknesses that he could exploit in his demonic eyes.

However, the opponent's entire team was at Lv.4 level, and they had excellent teamwork and quick reactions, so even if there were weaknesses to exploit, his victory was still not easy.

And more importantly—

More than two days have passed since he entered the trial, and his condition is much worse than it was at the beginning.

But even so—

"The tenth match! Cough!"

Standing at the center of the storm, Luo Mu seemed unsteady on his feet, yet his eyes and body radiated a sharp and fierce aura.

Thinking about it carefully, I'm going to be the head of the household in the future!

Even if the commander comes to my house, I'll still make sure he listens to me! Simply stopping here isn't enough!!

Come on, all of you!!

"Roar!!"

As if in response to his idea, a huge figure reappeared in the storm.

The tenth trial, the giant Gryphon.

This is a giant as tall as a mountain, with three heads, six arms, three bodies, and six legs, and also has a two-headed hound as an assistant.

There's no need for further explanation.

Dry!

……

Luo Mu had a very tough time in this match.

Firstly, his condition was really bad, and secondly, having more hands and more eyes is just pure numerical value, damn it!

He was fighting Gerlion alone, and he felt even more overwhelmed than when he faced the entire hunting party, not to mention that his opponent had an annoying two-headed hound harassing him from the side.

He finally managed to break an arm in the process, tearing the two-headed hound apart before slowly smashing all three of Gerriton's heads.

The good news is that at 59 years old, even a broken arm can heal quickly on its own. The bad news is that he has no time to rest.

The eleventh trial is...

Bearing the weight of the sky.

The Divine Calculation System Girl will never be [illegible] in Liyue! : Chapter 490 The Sky Exploded

He had read that the phrase "carrying the sky" was actually a later description, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he felt that the description couldn't be more vivid.

The wind element storm, which had been gathering power throughout the ten trials and had already filled the entire sky with its deep blue-green color, now seemed to have solidified as it descended from the sky.

There is no such thing as form or strategy, only the purest 'weight'.

"Goo-ah—"

He almost collapsed the moment the weight came.

The reason I say "almost" is simply because his arm was still braced on the grass, and then he pierced it like a chopstick, so it probably doesn't count as him completely falling down.

"Boom!"

He heard thunder booming in the sky.

But there should only be wind elements here, so maybe it's just the sound of a storm surging too fiercely?

He had no idea, and the thought only flashed through his mind.

It was quite rare for him to finally feel the pressure from his mental energy. Although it was still not particularly severe, it was only for him, an outcast.

For someone with a normal physical constitution, even a genius would probably find it difficult.

"Uh--"

As if under immense pressure, all the gas in his body was squeezed out of his throat along with the sound, and his voice involuntarily escaped from between his teeth.

Ultimately, this is a physical trial; compared to mental pressure, the real and severe pressure comes from the body.

I can't move.

The weight, which he could neither feel nor fathom, pressed down on his body, as if the sky itself had fallen and crashed to the ground, and he was merely a tiny insect caught in the throes of it all.

After the heavy pressure comes a viscous, squeezing sensation, like the deep sea.

My ears were ringing, as if something was trying to puncture my eardrums. My heart was pounding in my chest, but each rise and fall of my chest felt like struggling to survive in a crevice, barely managing to maintain a faint breath and allow air to enter my body.

"..."

Humans have a natural fear and anxiety about confined and narrow spaces. There are stories of adventurers who fell into narrow rock crevices where they could not even stretch their arms and legs, and died of thirst and starvation because they could not escape.

Such things always make people feel an instinctive resistance and fear, even just imagining themselves trapped in the same place.

"..."

Yes, he's very frustrated right now.

Firstly, being stuck in such a place naturally makes people exceptionally anxious, and secondly, he wanted to get out.

He's already come this far, so why should this weight leave him no room to move?

He was irritable, or rather... furious.

Suffering torments a person's spirit and mind. All his senses—the burning pain of external wounds, the dull pain of fractures, the buzzing in his eardrums and the squeezing sensation that seemed to be drilling into his brain, and the pressure on every inch of his body—all of these were stimulating his nerves.

It made him... angry.

Most people subconsciously believe that after improving their mental strength and tempering their spirit, a person will become more composed and undisturbed by the outside world.

But he doesn't think so, or rather, he doesn't want to think so.

Please, he's only in his early twenties, just graduated from university. I don't want to become an old man before I've even reached adulthood.

Why should training one's spirit and will require becoming calm and collected? If someone provokes me, I'll fight them to the death! Even if the heavens descend, I'll fight my way to the top and make sure they can't suppress me!

So he's very angry right now.

He could feel his body undergoing a transformation from the deepest part under the intense pressure. If he persisted, perhaps he would be able to pass the trial when the time came.

But he wasn't willing.

I've endured so many trials and tribulations, each one a hard-fought battle. Why should I be expected to lie still now?!

So he deliberately abandoned reason, letting rage and irrationality control his body and every nerve, struggling desperately.

"Ugh... Ahhhhhh!"

Perhaps this was the first time in his life that he had shouted so recklessly, and perhaps his throat would hurt for a while afterward, but amidst the maddening pain throughout his body, he finally raised his head first, and his trembling limbs slowly pulled themselves out of the deep earth.

On the boundless grassland, it seemed as if the whole world consisted only of the storm and his utterly alone.

He stood up just for the sake of a moment of passion, but perhaps a few seconds later he would be too exhausted to continue and would have to stop. Is that really worth it?

He wasn't thinking too much.

Regardless of!

Lao Tzu was a reckless man, and the way a reckless man behaves is—

Damn you, God, you should take a punch from me first!

"I'm #￥%!"

He cursed at the sky like a rebellious teenager, clenched his fist, and made a familiar punching motion. Then, he heard a long-lost booming sound from his spine to his whole body, where his joints cracked and popped.

Yes, this time the noise seemed a bit too loud, but he had no time to pay attention to anything else.

Under extreme pressure, his mind and every muscle in his body seemed to be stretched to their limit.

I can't care about anything else!

Take this punch!

"boom!"

The sky exploded.

This was the only thought remaining in his sparsely populated mind.

[Ding ding~ Congratulations! Your "Normal One-Punch" has been upgraded to "Serious One-Punch"!]

"..."

He didn't really hear what the system girl was saying.

He just felt that he had used too much force in that punch, and now his body ached terribly and his head was buzzing.

But above all this, it seems that a new force is sprouting within the body that is aching all over.