allonlinenovel Chapter 285 Follow that beam of light, or you will be killed.
Chapter 285 Follow that beam of light, or you will be killed.
Lin Feng decisively spent 4000 breakthrough points to upgrade the "Ten Directions Limitless Skill" to the Artistic Conception level, thus obtaining the Artistic Conception: Size at Will.
This artistic conception applies only to the true qi arms condensed by the Ten Directions Limitless Skill, allowing the true qi arms to change freely in size, thickness, and length.
If one has enough true energy, one can even transform their arm into a colossal object hundreds of meters long and ten meters thick, capable of smashing a small hill with a single punch.
Of course, this is only theoretically feasible. The True Qi Arm consumes True Qi at all times. If Lin Feng really created an arm that was a hundred meters long, he wouldn't have enough True Qi to consume in an instant.
After adding points, Lin Feng looked at the remaining nine people.
Most martial artists cannot have a photographic memory.
These people couldn't understand the text on the projection, nor could they remember all the moves and energy flow routes shown on the projection.
Even fellow disciples wouldn't share the parts of innate true skill they had memorized, let alone strangers.
Everyone is afraid to tell others what they remember, because others won't tell them, or even make up some fake tricks to deceive them.
Even if a martial artist were to be the first to share what they had memorized with others, they would most likely be tricked.
Therefore, Lin Feng saw everyone frowning and deep in thought.
Apart from Lin Feng, these people could only obtain the incomplete version of the Innate True Skill.
One martial artist couldn't help but say, "Logically speaking, the first level of the ruins wouldn't offer innate true skills as a reward."
Don't you think this reward is a bit too generous? Could it be that what we're being given is actually a fragment of an innate martial arts manual?
Ding ding ding, a martial artist knocked on the metal door behind him.
Which ruin would block the exit?
"That Dai family warrior just triggered something, causing the entire ruins to be in an abnormal state, so it's not surprising that the rewards are better."
"Yes, if you can't remember the whole set of innate true skills, then you say that the innate true skills given by the ruins are incomplete. Isn't that just deceiving yourself?"
"It's as if you've memorized the entire set of innate true skills."
"Alas, this is a martial art that can condense true qi in the arm. It's a pity that I can't get the complete version."
Everyone fell silent, feeling as if they had entered a treasure mountain and left empty-handed.
Lin Feng ignored everyone and went to a corner to sit cross-legged with his eyes closed to recover his energy.
Fifteen minutes later, whoosh, the narrow door opened automatically.
As soon as everyone hurriedly stepped inside, the narrow door closed automatically.
Looking at the closed narrow gate, everyone couldn't help but feel worried. They were worried that they would die in one of the levels, and that even if they cleared the level, they wouldn't be able to get out of the ruins.
Lin Feng naturally shared this concern, but he quickly suppressed it. At times like these, it was even more important to eliminate distractions and focus on dealing with the immediate crisis.
Lin Feng took a deep breath and looked ahead.
Ahead was a corridor that was at least a hundred meters long.
After walking through the long corridor, the group entered a circular hall with a diameter of 100 meters.
The hall seemed somewhat empty, with a transparent cylindrical room ten meters in diameter standing in the middle.
The room is at the same height as the lobby.
Lin Feng felt that this thing was like a glass house.
This time, without any text prompts, a beam of blue light appeared in the transparent cylindrical room from the ceiling.
After the blue beam of light appeared, it moved toward the group and shone on a martial artist.
The beam of light resembled a spotlight on a stage; after shining on the martial artist, it moved towards the transparent cylindrical room in the center of the hall.
The martial artist who was illuminated by the light was somewhat at a loss and stood there without moving.
The beam of light moved away from the martial artist, and just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the alarm started beeping.
A text message appeared on the wall: "Selected warriors, please follow the guiding beam into the trial room. Violating the rules will result in a psionic attack."
These words were naturally only understandable to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng immediately warned, "Follow that beam of light, or you will be killed."
The martial artist reacted quickly, taking two steps forward and entering the pillar of light.
The alarm in the lobby indeed stopped.
The man followed the beam of light and quickly walked to the room in the center of the hall.
There was a weapon rack next to the room.
The weapon rack held axes, longswords, long knives, short clubs, and other weapons. These weapons were dark and oily, and it was unclear what material they were made of.
The beam of light paused for a moment beside the weapon rack, seemingly allowing the person to choose a weapon.
The man hesitated because he was a practitioner of boxing and not skilled in using weapons.
In the end, he picked up a relatively handy short stick.
A door opened in the room in the center of the hall.
The room was seamless; if the door hadn't opened automatically, you wouldn't have been able to tell there was a door at all.
The beam of light lured the person inside, and the door to the room closed.
An area above the room flashed twice, and then text appeared that kept jumping around.
Lin Feng immediately recognized that it was a 60-second countdown.
After the countdown started, blue orbs the size of quail eggs condensed in all directions around the room.
With a whoosh, the blue light sphere condensed and shot rapidly toward the martial artist who had entered the room.
The martial artist instinctively dodged.
The blue orbs bounced rapidly off the transparent wall, while new blue orbs condensed at the same time. The speed at which the blue orbs condensed increased, and the number of blue orbs in the house also increased.
The martial artists in the room found it increasingly difficult to dodge.
Whoosh, a blue ball of light grazed past his shoulder.
With a sizzle, a large hole was burned through the man's clothes on his shoulder, and his skin and muscles were instantly charred, filling the room with the smell of burning chicken feathers.
The man was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
This was only a fleeting graze from the blue orb; if it had hit me head-on, my body would have been burned with a huge hole.
In desperation, the man unleashed a powerful internal energy technique, and a fist shadow the size of a clay pot shot out from his fist, striking several blue orbs of light.
Bang! The blue orb was hit, but instead of shattering, it bounced back even faster.
The martial artists in the room were immediately overwhelmed.
He hurriedly swung the short stick in his hand, which happened to hit a blue ball of light, shattering it.
This person wanted to shatter even more blue orbs.
Unfortunately, there were too many orbs of light in the room, and he was powerless to dodge them.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, puff, puff, puff.
His back, calves, and arms were almost simultaneously struck and pierced by the blue orb of light.
The blue orb passed through his body without any obstruction, leaving a charred, round hole the size of a quail egg.
The man immediately collapsed to the ground, his body struck by even more blue orbs of light, and was quickly burned into a pile of charred remains emitting blue smoke.
Then, all the orbs of light disappeared.
The floor of the room spun and sank into the ground, then rose back to its original position after a few breaths.
The ground was now clean and tidy, and the charred corpse had vanished as if it had never existed.
The short stick that the martial artist had taken in was also transported back to the weapon rack by the conveyor belt below.
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes. This challenge was not easy to overcome. The countdown was for a total of sixty seconds, and that person only lasted for twelve seconds.
The martial artists who were able to enter were all carefully selected from various sects, and each one of them was an elite, but they only lasted for twelve seconds.
*Snap*, another blue beam of light appeared in the room in the middle of the hall.
Everyone held their breath in tension, their eyes fixed on the blue beam of light, fearing they might be the next one chosen.