No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Before taking part in the challenge, he had given himself a goal. He set a goal of entering seventy meters for himself. Only by doing that would he be able to get four points.

If he did not manage to get to seventy meters, then the chances of him getting four points would only be at around twenty percent.

Thinking about that, White felt a bit helpless and silently cursed that the rules felt so chaotic.

Some people managed to get to sixty-eight meters, but their results ended up with four points.

There were some who got to sixty-eight meters but were given three points.

It was not a special situation either, but what was happening regularly. It was as if the final points one got were completely dependent on a person's luck. However, the results were not too crazy. As long as someone got to seventy meters, they would definitely get four points.

decided that he would definitely get to the seventy meter area to make sure he earned

slap everyone else in the face, and make those who mocked him know how hilarious they

stirred up his own spirits as he

It was from the snow around him. The constant pressure from the natural laws was causing the snow to constantly crumble, and more snow

the snow did not immediately disappear after it crumbled, instead, it reformed, filling up the space that was empty

Twenty meters, thirty meters...

the forty meter area, he heard more and more cracking around him. The snow started to crumble faster

was forced to stop to compose himself, taking the time to recover his strength. He started to form seals again, and countless snowflakes

On the Path of Fate, the natural laws were constantly pressing down. Even though he could stop advancing, the pressure would just stop increasing, it would not

faster and faster, and his expression got more and

down his face. By the time he reached fifty meters, the pace of the snow crumbling was twice as fast as when he was in the forty-meter

to hold on. Every step he took meant he needed to stop to