The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1413 I admit defeat, you're a monster!

“Cultivators not only cultivate immortal techniques, but also cultivate their bodies and wills. In this formation, the stronger one is, the heavier the gravity they will experience. Strength has little impact on the outcome of this trial; what is being tested is whose body is more robust and whose willpower is stronger.”

"The rules are simple: the last person standing is the winner and will receive a gift package containing eight prizes, including a ten-thousand-year-old blood spirit mushroom, a meteorite flying sword, and a phantom moon pearl."

Everyone understood immediately upon hearing this.

Gravity arrays are often used by many sects to test the willpower of new disciples. The most famous example is the Heavenly Ladder.

For low-level cultivators, a gravity array would be sufficient. However, many of the powerful individuals present possess enough immortal spiritual energy to move mountains and cross seas. Even if a victor could be determined, it would likely take a very long time. Adding a spirit-severing array would quickly deplete the immortal spiritual energy within everyone's bodies, thus allowing for a faster outcome.

As the host, and of high seniority, the fact that he set up this test-like challenge didn't seem out of place to the group, especially given the allure of the eight-piece prize package.

"Understood, let's begin!"

"I'll see who stands until the end!"

The Old Ancestor Donghua looked around and smiled, “I’m very happy that everyone is so enthusiastic. So let’s begin this final test. I’m also looking forward to the result.”

Ancestor Donghua floated up, and a series of incantations fell, causing the twelve array flags to light up. The flags fluttered, and in an instant, the light connected together, enveloping the entire center of the island.

The Old Ancestor Donghua floated in mid-air, looking down at the crowd participating in the final round of the competition below, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Within the formation, the immortal energy was frantically extracted. Soon, the entire area was devoid of immortal energy. At the same time, everyone began to feel a noticeable weight on their bodies, and the weight continued to increase.

All participants subconsciously mobilized their spiritual energy and poured it into their legs to reduce the feeling of weight, and the spiritual energy in their bodies was rapidly consumed.

Lin Chen stood out in the crowd, and he felt a considerable weight on his body, but he did not use his immortal energy and just stood there blankly.

Because it's simply unnecessary!
Lin Chen's bones have long been refined into sword bones. From the initial refinement of the five elements essence, to the refinement of the true dragon blood, and then to the recent refinement of the nameless ore, every bone of his is now extremely hard, even harder than alloy. In other words, he is like an alloy robot, so what is a little bit of weight?
The burden each person feels is roughly determined by their strength; the stronger one is, the heavier the burden.

Lin Chen is a mid-stage Human Immortal. The same pressure would require other Human Immortals to circulate their immortal spiritual energy to resist, but for him, this pressure is nothing at all.

His two legs were like super alloy supports, holding his body up and allowing him to stand steadily.

As the formation rippled, the gravity increased, and the pressure on everyone grew greater.

"Thump!" Someone couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the ground, becoming the first to be eliminated from the competition.

After the first elimination, many others quickly broke down, collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat, and were eliminated from the competition.

More and more people are being eliminated, while fewer and fewer people remain standing.

Lin Chen was initially inconspicuous in the crowd, but as the people around him were eliminated one after another, exhausted and sweating profusely, Lin Chen suddenly stood out, like a crane among chickens.

The people around Lin Chen looked at him with strange yet admiring eyes.

As expected of Su Shaoqing's true disciple, Tianjian, he has reached this level, yet his expression hasn't changed at all, and there isn't a single drop of sweat on his forehead. It's truly unbelievable.

How did he do that? Doesn't he feel any pressure at all?

Only five people remained standing, including the burly man who sat at the same table as Lin Chen. He was Chen Ke, the head of the Enforcement Hall of the Haiyun Sect.

Chen Ke turned his head, looked at Lin Chen whose expression remained unchanged, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Lin Chen, don't you feel any pressure?"

Lin Chen realized that he might have gone a bit too far, so he slightly circulated his qi to make his face flush slightly before replying, "I can still hold on a little longer."

Chen Ke gave a thumbs up: "Impressive! As expected of Su Shaoqing's disciple!"

Lin Chen smiled but did not answer.

He glanced at the few people struggling to hold on to his left and right, and chuckled to himself. He never expected that cultivating the sword bone would have such benefits. He had won this round by doing absolutely nothing.

After a few minutes, the other three contestants collapsed one after another, leaving only Lin Chen and Chen Ke.

Chen Ke's body had begun to tremble. Although he was much stronger than Lin Chen, he was under much more pressure.

He looked at Lin Chen opposite him, his face slightly flushed, but there was still no sweat on his forehead. He was as still and calm as a pine tree.

Chen Ke held on for a few more breaths, but finally couldn't take it anymore and plopped down on the ground, saying with a wry smile, "I lost, Lin Chen, you're a monster..."

(End of this chapter)