His voice, slightly hoarse, finally emerged as all the figures turned to look at him.
"You've called out 'Dad' and 'Mom' thirty times."
Old Lin's face instantly flushed red, and the crowd burst into laughter. However, at that moment, one of the figures suddenly exclaimed.
"Look quickly!"
In the midst of the battlefield, Li Chonglou was advancing towards the wolf pack instead of retreating. After dodging the alpha wolf's attack, he grabbed a starving wolf behind it, using its body as a shield, and charged into the pack.
*Crack!*
The ribs of the captured starving wolf instantly snapped. As several ferocious wolves lunged, Li Chonglou used the dead wolf to block their snapping jaws, then, in a similar fashion, quickly grabbed the second wolf.
All the wolves halted, encircling Li Chonglou layer upon layer, but in essence, none of the ferocious wolves could harm him.
Swift, decisive!
Li Chonglou continuously used the corpses of the wolves as shields and sandbags, his figure flashing rapidly. With hands and feet working in unison, he not only killed the starving wolves at a rapid pace but, to everyone's astonished gaze, began arranging the wolf carcasses into a circle, stacking them higher and higher.
One, two…
In just a few minutes, a pile of wolf corpses had formed behind him. Now, only one direction remained from which a starving wolf could attack him.
And the remaining wolves numbered less than half!
"This, this actually works?"
All the figures were instantly stunned. Even the most composed figure's eyes rippled with surprise.
"Brilliant! This young man is extraordinary. Without sufficient experience in killing, one could never achieve this level!"
Elder An couldn't help but exclaim, while the other figures were already rendered speechless by the shock, their eyes meeting in disbelief.
Yet, the fact remained that Li Chonglou had eliminated all forty-odd ferocious wolves without sustaining any injury! The entire process took less than ten minutes!
"Hoo!"
He exhaled a heavy breath. As he strangled the last starving wolf in his embrace, he felt the muscles throughout his body ache.
"Am I reaching my limit already…"
Li Chonglou forced his body to stand, panting heavily. Although the entire process appeared seamless and effortless, in reality, he had to control every inch of his muscles every single second!
If he used too much force, he would exhaust his stamina prematurely; if he used too little, it would affect the entire battle. In these short ten minutes, he not only depleted almost all his stamina but his spirit also sank into fatigue.
This ten-minute slaughter might seem simple, but in reality, Li Chonglou had to calculate every second of his actions! The ability to do so was thanks to his latent potential.
Although he couldn't use any of his powers here, his muscle memory remained. In the previous beast tide slaughter at Iron Forest, Li Chonglou had not only pushed all his acupoints to their limit but also perfected his control over every muscle.
This had led to this near-perfect killing performance!
The figures not far away were already utterly awestruck by him!
However, after a long pause, Elder An's expression suddenly changed, and he murmured, "Bad news. This kid doesn't understand the rules here. The next difficulty will almost double!"
Upon hearing this, Old Lin's expression also changed. "That's right. In this damned place, the better you perform, the harder the subsequent stages become. In his current state, he might not survive the second beast arena!"
All the figures immediately frowned and began to murmur amongst themselves.
"Damn, this guy is dead for sure."
"Isn't that good? We finally have a new recruit."
"Good? Hell no! This guy's strength is monstrous. He might actually clear all the trials! Don't you want to be reincarnated and transcended?"
"Uh… then what do we do? We can't warn him…"
Old Lin sighed deeply. "We can only leave it to fate. Let's hope he realizes this sooner rather than later."
All the figures fell silent, looking at Li Chonglou's figure with complex expressions.
Li Chonglou, naturally unaware of any of this, adjusted himself slightly. Soon, an electronic screen appeared before him.
"Content of the third trial: Please proceed to the next trial point as instructed."
Li Chonglou stood up. At this moment, an arrow suddenly appeared at his feet, pointing towards a certain passageway.
Although the soreness in his muscles wouldn't disappear anytime soon, he had regained some stamina. As long as the upcoming trials weren't as insane as the last one, he was confident he could pass.
However, what worried him was how many stages there were in this place? What was the purpose of these stages? If he truly passed all of them, would he be able to leave?
All the answers were unknown, and the unknown was the most terrifying. Li Chonglou's brows furrowed tightly. For a moment, he did not proceed as instructed.
"There's no time limit, so let's recover as much as possible."
Stretching his limbs, Li Chonglou suddenly began practicing Tai Chi.
He had long forgotten the feeling of a body completely returned to its ordinary state. As he recalled the recent battle, he still felt there was room for improvement.
And Tai Chi was undoubtedly the fastest ancient martial art for recovering stamina.
As he performed each movement, Li Chonglou felt his strength continuously being squeezed out from his acupoints, like squeezing a sponge.
This was also good news.
Although all his abilities were nullified, his physical fitness was still there. The power contained within his acupoints was an undeniable existence. It was just that, at this moment, a mysterious energy seemed to be restricting him from actively mobilizing the power within his acupoints.
The figures not far away, observing Li Chonglou's movements, immediately guessed his identity.
"As expected, he's from that ancient country. Only there could produce such a strong individual in this world, right?"
"China, indeed. In my memory, only there could produce such miraculous martial arts."
"Could everything he just did have come from this set of techniques?"
As some figures spoke, they began to imitate Li Chonglou's movements, but compared to Li Chonglou's fluid and natural execution, their movements were like a clumsy imitation, prompting laughter.
However, Li Chonglou was completely unaware of all this.
After another half an hour, Li Chonglou felt his stamina fully recovered, and the soreness in his muscles had diminished to a negligible level.
At this moment, his face regained its confident smile.
"Since it's a trial, it must have a purpose. Perhaps, this is also a good way to train."