Chapter 922: The Ring-Condensing Tower of Love

Chapter 922: The Ring-Condensing Tower of Love

Quan Li was worried that Quan Yi, who was strict with himself, would test these children with the same strictness.

Quan Yi sighed helplessly and replied: "Grandpa, I am not a devil, don't worry, the difficulty of the test is adjusted according to the strength of the tester.

Moreover, the difficulty will gradually increase, and if you can't persist, the test will stop automatically.

In addition, the room is equipped with special treatment functions, which not only allows them to undergo various tests in the best condition.

It can also prevent accidents from happening.”

Quan Yi did not describe the specific situation, but he was able to describe the content of the test itself.

Quan Yue listened to the explanation quietly on the side, feeling inexplicably strange.

"Therapeutic function, is this room really just a testing room?"

This incisive statement attracted everyone's attention.

Quan Yue looked at Quan Yi with a questioning look.

"Hehe, I still can't hide it from my father's eyes.

I spent so much effort to build such a large tower, not just to provide a place for people to absorb spirit rings.

Testing the spirit ring that suits you is easier said than done.

First of all, most people don't have a clear understanding of themselves, and even on the most important martial spirit, how much in-depth research can they have?

Not to mention the complex numerical calculations such as physical fitness and soul power endurance limit.

The main purpose of setting up this tower is to give testers a chance to understand themselves correctly."

Quan Yi looked up at the golden floor above his head. There, there were about a hundred test takers who were going through a similar process as Quan Lin and Quan Ming.

But unlike what was expected, the testing process was more difficult and longer than imagined.

Before he knew it, Quan Lin had been running for more than an hour. He was already sweating all over and his face was full of fatigue.

This test, called a long-distance run, does not have a set finish line target, nor does it have required pace or distance.

The tracks under the feet are immediately converted to pure human-powered drive after a period of time.

If he wants to stop, the tracks will stop automatically.

However, he knew very well in his heart that if he stopped, it would mean the end of the test, and his limit data might be recorded in the background, that is, in Quan Yi's heart, at a lower level.

Whether it was to obtain a better spirit ring later or to perform better in front of Quan Yi, he couldn't stop.

At this point, he no longer cared about other tests that would follow.

If you are going to do it, do it to the best of your ability.

Of course, only a few people have this idea. Most people give up testing on their own before they feel their own limits.

But at the moment of giving up, the relevant test ended, and a ball of emerald green light emerged in the room and enveloped the tester.

The fatigue caused by the test, the loss of soul power, and even the most difficult mental state to recover were restored to exactly the same state as before the test.

At this moment, everyone truly understood how amazing the capabilities of this tower and this room were.

Some smart people suddenly regretted giving up the test early.

If they knew about this in advance, they would definitely not have any concerns.

However, what made them happy was that although the records of the relevant tests were engraved on the operating table, the options could be selected repeatedly.

Feeling the kindness from Quan Yi, everyone chose the original option again with a grateful heart.

With joy in their hearts, those who gave up early threw themselves into the extreme test without hesitation.

This time, many people broke their own records as expected. However, when the records were broken, they found that facing the endless extreme tests, the fatigue was doubly emerging.

The sense of ease that comes from breaking the previous record is constantly tugging at their will to persevere.

Quan Yi's test is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Although a tired mind and body can be repaired, a damaged spirit is difficult to recover.

Having already gone through a test that was close to the limit, testing again in a short period of time would definitely be very different from the first time.

It is safe to say that those who give up the first testing opportunity will find it more difficult to detect and approach their own limits.

The road that seems easy may actually be longer.

A seemingly difficult road can sometimes become an unexpected shortcut.

This is the hidden rule of the Ring Condensation Tower.

It only loves those who purely pursue their own limits. Anyone who is indecisive will have nowhere to hide in front of this tower.

In Quan Ming's room, his hands were trembling, and the soul power in his body was on the verge of limit.

He has already caught ten metal balls.

His state at this moment was completely different from the initial state when he caught two metal balls at the same time.

The high-spirited youthful attitude was gone, and now he was completely powerless, having used up all his strength in resisting the tenth golden ball.

Starting from the third one, the wall conveys the option of giving up.

Quan Ming was good at thinking, and of course he thought of subsequent issues such as the distribution of physical strength. However, compared to these, the arrogance of the young genius drove him not to give up the test.

Faced with a test that pushes him to his limits, Quan Ming is unwilling to admit defeat.

Because of this, he persisted until the tenth one.

"Is ten my limit?"

Quan Ming's face turned pale and he began to question himself.

He didn't even have the strength to dodge, and he didn't have enough strength to resist the next attack.

"Are you giving up?"

Quan Ming bit his lips and struggled hard. The time to launch the next attack was approaching, but the word "surrender" lingered on his lips and could not come out.

He was breathing heavily with difficulty, his teeth even bit his lips, and bright blood dripped from the corners of his mouth onto the ground.

Those cold and desolate eyes were now filled with a strong sense of arrogance.

Quan Ming was breathing heavily, and his body's instinct was forcibly preventing him from saying the word "giving up".

Sometimes, only when people are pushed to their limits can they truly understand themselves.

Having stripped away all externalities, Quan Ming's true inner essence may be his current posture.

"No!"

Quan Ming struggled to raise his trembling arms and crossed his hard gauntlets over his chest.

He planned to use his martial soul and his flesh and blood to block the eleventh attack.

A crazy smile appeared on Quan Ming's lips. He couldn't express his feelings at the moment in words, but his unwavering gaze revealed his determination.

Even if he was defeated, he was unwilling to admit defeat in person.

At this time, the interval between attacks ended, and the eleventh attack was shot out from the dark cave as promised.

The iron ball, like a cannonball, hit the crossed arms directly.

The violent metallic sound easily knocked away the weak defense, and Quan Ming's body inevitably flew backwards.

His martial spirit dissipated, his chest was dented by the iron ball, and Quan Ming fainted completely.

However, this is exactly the scene that Quanming hoped for in his heart.