NOVEL NEXT Chapter 93: It's so torturous.
It's much more difficult to deliberately control getting injured than being unable to resist getting injured. And it's even harder to pretend that you can't avoid it. If a strong person observes carefully, they will surely notice something unusual. So, Lan Zhi multitasked. She retrieved the content she needed to learn for the examination on medicinal materials in her mind and studied it while avoiding the sword qi. As expected, the effect was much better. But it felt even more painful. Lan Zhi: "..." However, the effect of doing this was also quite obvious. Some examinees who got on the bridge later quickly overtook her and walked ahead. She didn't mind. She was even a bit happy and deliberately slowed down her pace to make herself fall into the middle or rear position. After walking for a while, the sword qi had become everywhere. It was like a rain of sword qi falling down, so dense that there was nowhere to hide. People could only be forced to endure it falling densely on their bodies. Her hair was cut into a mess, her clothes were torn, her skin was scratched, and even her face was scratched. The more she walked, the more wounds she got. After an unknown period of time, Lan Zhi found that her whole body was covered with wounds, and the bright red blood kept seeping out from her skin... The others were only in a worse state than her. Looking around, all the examinees on the whole bridge had become blood-covered people. The most terrifying thing was that each wound would quietly take away a bit of the vitality of the body. It was clearly a sunny summer day, but Lan Zhi felt her body getting colder and heavier. The pain that was originally just a slight itch and mild pain had somehow turned into a bone-piercing sharp pain at some point. All the wounds were hurting. This feeling was like being executed by the slow slicing method. A noble family examinee who was usually pampered couldn't bear this kind of torture and chose to give up while crying and howling. Her action was like turning on the switch for giving up. After her, four or five noble family examinees gave up one after another. The rest didn't give up, but they also walked while crying, with their noses running and blood flowing. The poor family examinees had endured hardships before, so none of them chose to give up first. But most of them couldn't walk anymore and could only hold onto the bridge and move forward slowly bit by bit. In this situation, as long as one stopped and was hit by more sword qi, it would be very difficult to gather strength again to move forward. Lan Zhi was also in so much pain that she couldn't concentrate on studying. But she didn't want to make herself too conspicuous, so she simply studied the sword qi on the rainbow bridge by using the materials at hand. Were these sword qi left by a strong person in the Star-painting Realm or by a top sword cultivator among those in the Star-painting Realm? It was worth learning. She observed the direction and strength of the sword qi, speculated on the circulation and control of star power when the other party swung the sword, and so on. Then she experienced the feeling of the sword qi falling on her body... It was really fucking painful! This feeling was really too torturous. When Lan Zhi couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to quicken her pace and move forward, the sword qi finally changed. What came head-on was no longer the dense sword qi like spring breeze turning into rain, but suddenly it became all kinds of weapons chopping down like a storm! Lan Zhi: "..." Sure enough, there was no most uncomfortable, only more uncomfortable. The fine and dense seeping of blood threads turned into beads of blood dripping down one by one. Lan Zhi activated her star power to protect the inside of her skin. Even if her skin was cut countless times, it couldn't hurt her inside at all. After that, she could finally barely spare some of her mind to observe the murderous aura brought by these eighteen kinds of weapons. She even distinguished that one of the weapons was a thin wire, which was exactly the same as hers. Just like when walking on the ladder to the sky, they walked on the bridge from dawn to dusk. Fewer and fewer people could stand. Many people who had overtaken Lan Zhi before fell on the bridge and were overtaken by Lan Zhi again.