Su Ping’s eyes glittered. He shattered the sharp blades with the law of annihilation and reached for the last one.
The sharp blade pierced into his palm; there was a vague feeling of pain.
Su Ping was slightly alarmed to see the blood in his hand. He looked at the other ladders, only to find that the rest of the competitors were enduring similar attacks, trying to defend themselves.
“Looks like this isn’t an illusion.”
Su Ping kept on climbing.
The previous attack was on par with the might of the early Star State. Su Ping wasn’t in a rush; they had three days anyway, and it was the final height that mattered.
“Move, move!”
“Get lost!”
At the rear—someone spoke impatiently, heavily pressuring every contestant. He strode towards one of the ladders; it was none other than the young man with a divine constitution who was scaring a lot of people.
The other geniuses who were still watching focused their attention on the majestic man and whispered, “I heard that someone has awakened an inherent technique related to his Divine Constitution. Is it him?”
“His constitution is the one related to reincarnation; it is actually able to reverse life and death!”
“One of the nine divine constitutions? You can’t be serious! I don’t think many Ascendant State experts have such a rare constitution!”
Unfortunately, he had been too arrogant, making many who step forward to befriend him hesitated, wary of a potential slap in the face.
By then the young man with a divine constitution had already arrived at a ladder that a couple of men were using; they heard noises behind them and turned back; both of them changed their expressions.
“Humph!”
The young man with a divine constitution didn’t say anything; he squatted, and then jumped dozens of meters high, reaching the ladder’s eleventh handle.
He seized the handle, and his expression changed ever so slightly; he seemed to have realized the unusual conditions of the Heavenly Path Mountain.
“Interesting.”
He glanced around and saw Su Ping who was using another ladder. He shouted, “Kid, it’s a shame that the rules have been changed and I can’t fight you. Why don’t we race to the top instead?”
“Huh?” Su Ping didn’t think that he would want to compete with him. He thought he owed the guy a favor for helping him earlier, but it seemed that the hadn’t been selflessly helping him.
“Fine. How should we compete?” asked Su Ping.
“How about ten handles?”
The young man with a divine constitution waved his hand and said, “You win if your final position is within a ten handle range from me!”
While slightly stunned, Su Ping shook his head with a smile. “Fine.”
“Better keep up then!” The young man with a divine constitution chuckled and exerted strength on the handle, dashing up quickly to the seventeenth handle; he was five handles above Su Ping.
He no longer looked back as he made his way upward.
Su Ping looked at him for a while, and then withdrew his gaze. He wasn’t hasty at all, as he simply climbed one handle after the other at his own pace.
“That guy is truly cocky!”
“He has every reason to be cocky. The other guy is a genius too, but he probably can’t compare to someone who has a divine constitution.”
“Speaking of which, what constitution does he have?”
A lot of people had heard about the bet between the young man with a divine constitution and Su Ping. The latter wasn’t as terrifying as the young man with a divine constitution, but he was a top genius nevertheless; even he was openly despised by the young man, not to mention the secondary geniuses.
They were probably no different from the ordinary street passersby in the young man’s eyes.
However, they were actually the best geniuses selected from tens of billions of people from dozens of planets.
A lot of people were stunned by the question, especially those who had fought alongside Su Ping or against him.
What constitution does Su Ping have?
They had never seen Su Ping unleash the power of his constitution.
“Wait a minute.”
That guy was that horrifying without using his constitution?
Many people were shocked upon thinking that; they turned to look at Su Ping with awe.
What a monster… a lot of people thought along those lines.
Linghu Jian, Dragon Emperor and the others fell silent too.
Is he really just an innocent man? Still distant from each other, Su Jin’er looked at Su Ping’s back with glittering eyes; she couldn’t detect any aura similar to hers coming from Su Ping. His talent was truly shocking if he were just an innocent man!
…
As the contestants on the ladders were attacked one after the other, those who had competed earlier realized why the rest didn’t join the fight; they had surely guessed what lay beyond.
Many contestants stopped at the foot of the Heavenly Path Mountain, ready to find out how dangerous it was.
Soon after, the young man with a divine constitution had quickly climbed to the twentieth handle.
A thunderous cloud appeared above his head from deeper spaces; it was rife with the power of laws.
The young man with a divine constitution suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth, sucking the cloud in the process.
Then, he burped and laughed. “Weak! So weak!”
He continued his climb and reached the 25th handle in the blink of an eye. He suddenly made a pause, remaining immobile for a few seconds. He laughed and continued climbing.
The guy crossed more than forty handles in a matter of minutes. Nothing unusual was seen again, except that his body shook a bit every time he grabbed a new handle.
The same happened to the other climbers, but only after the twentieth handle.
Someone speculated, “This must be a design to prevent us from cheating. We can’t see the attacks they endured from the outside. Seems like we can’t learn from other peoples’ setbacks; we have to rely on ourselves.”
Behind Su Ping’s back, a young man frowned and said, “I’ll just jump over there if you’re not in a rush.”
He wouldn’t have been so courteous if he hadn’t seen Su Ping’s performance.
Su Ping had just reached the twentieth handle at the moment; some of the contestants who had begun climbing later than Su Ping had already crossed by the thirtieth. The young man with a divine constitution had even crossed forty handles by then.
“Okay, be my guest.”
Su Ping turned aside, making room for the guy to pass.
Without a word, the young man leaped over and stood in a place right above Su Ping’s head.
Those handles had been driven into the mountain like nails, with several meters between them.
The young man who had surpassed Su Ping paused for a moment; he then exerted his strength again and jumped to a higher handle.
Su Ping looked at him and continued climbing on his own.
He endured some law attacks every time he reached a new handle. There would be shards of law when he shattered the attacks. Even though such laws were somewhat shallow, they were still beneficial after they were gathered.
But they weren’t as useless to the other geniuses, those who had grasped a single law all too well for them to improve upon it by using those broken pieces.