Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

After going through many hardships and thrilling adventures, Xiao Muchen and his companions finally stood in front of the fascinating gate of Wu Realm. This gate was like a huge barrier connecting heaven and earth, towering into the clouds, and its majestic momentum made people feel awe. The huge gate was made of unknown mysterious metal, shining with a cold luster, and engraved with ancient and mysterious runes and patterns, as if telling the long and glorious history of Wu Realm.

The huge statues standing on both sides of the gate are even more eye-catching. The statues are tens of feet tall and lifelike, as if they were carved from a whole block of stone. The characters they depict are majestic and solemn, wearing heavy armor, holding huge weapons, and staring into the distance with firm eyes, as if they are eternally guarding the peace and dignity of the martial realm. The details of each statue are handled extremely delicately, and the textures on the armor and the marks on the weapons are clearly visible, as if they will come alive at any time and join the battle.

The guards at the gate were all heroic, wearing fine armor that shone brightly under the sun. The lines of the armor were smooth and graceful, not only showing superb craftsmanship, but also providing effective protection in battle. They held sharp spears, the tips of which flashed with cold light, as if they could pierce through all the invading enemies. The faces of these guards were firm and serious, their eyes were bright, revealing an unshakable belief and sense of mission. Their presence made no one dare to easily offend the majesty of the martial realm.

Xiao Muchen took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement and nervousness. He looked at the door that seemed to lead to another world, his eyes full of expectation and longing. He took firm steps and walked forward slowly, each step seemed so heavy and full of determination.

"Who is coming?" the guard asked loudly, his voice echoing like thunder in the empty field, shocking everyone.

Xiao Muchen bowed slightly and answered respectfully but with dignity: "We are practitioners from afar. We have gone through untold hardships just to seek a higher way of practice in the martial realm. We hope to be allowed in." His voice was clear and loud, and it spread far away in the wind, carrying the desire and persistence from the bottom of his heart.

The guards looked them up and down, their eyes as sharp as swords, trying to judge their purpose and strength from their appearance and demeanor. Xiao Muchen and others' clothes were already covered with dust and wrinkles during the long journey, and some places were even damaged and torn. But their postures were still upright, and the firm belief in cultivation and the indomitable spirit revealed in their eyes could not be concealed by the fatigue of the journey.

At this moment, an elderly guard walked out from behind. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to carry the accumulation of years and wisdom. His face was full of wrinkles, which were the deep marks left by the years, but his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle, deep and full of insight. His eyes slowly swept over Xiao Muchen and others, as if he wanted to see through their appearance and see into their souls and their true thoughts.

"To be able to come here, I believe you all have extraordinary qualities. But the martial realm has its own rules. If you want to enter, you must pass the test." The voice of the older guard was low and heavy, as if it came from ancient times, with an irresistible authority and solemnity.

Xiao Muchen and the others looked at each other, and saw firm determination and fearless courage in each other's eyes. They responded in unison: "Please make it clear, senior, we are willing to accept any test." Their voices were neat and loud, echoing in front of the martial arts gate, showing their determination and confidence.

The older guard nodded slightly, with a hint of imperceptible appreciation in his eyes. He turned around, walked steadily and said, "Follow me."

Xiao Muchen and the others followed him closely and came to an extremely wide martial arts arena. The ground of the martial arts arena was paved with hard bluestone, and each piece of bluestone was polished smooth and flat, reflecting a cold light under the sunlight, like a mirror-like battlefield. There were all kinds of mysterious and complex equipment and obstacles in the arena, which not only tested the physical fitness of the practitioners, but also their wisdom, reaction and mastery of martial arts.

Some are towering stone pillars with narrow and irregular spacing between them, requiring practitioners to accurately judge the timing and distance of jumping, or they will fall down if they are not careful; some are blades spinning like the wind with flashing cold light flying in the air at a very fast speed, requiring practitioners to cleverly avoid them, otherwise they will be cut into pieces; others are mechanisms that continuously spew out blazing flames, with no regularity at all in the height of the flames and the time of the eruption, requiring practitioners to rely on keen observation and quick reaction to pass safely.

"Within the time of one stick of incense, you must pass all obstacles and complete the designated martial arts movements without making any mistakes, otherwise you will be deemed to have failed." The older guard stood at one side of the martial arts arena and announced the rules of the test in a serious and solemn voice. Next to him, a stick of incense had been lit, with wisps of green smoke rising, and the time began to count down.

Xiao Muchen and the others did not hesitate at all. They looked at each other and nodded, their eyes full of encouragement and trust. Then, like an arrow shot from a bow, they quickly plunged into the test.

Xiao Muchen rushed to the first obstacle, which was a row of tall spikes. These spikes were extremely sharp, flashing a chilling light in the sun. The movement of the spikes was extremely complex, sometimes rising quickly, sometimes falling slowly, and only in a short interval could one find an opportunity to pass safely. Xiao Muchen was concentrating, his eyes fixed on the movement of the spikes, his breathing was steady and deep, his body squatted slightly, his muscles tensed, like a cheetah about to attack. At the moment the spikes fell, he exerted force suddenly, the spiritual power in his body surged instantly, his legs pushed hard, and his body rushed forward like lightning. He flipped flexibly in the air, accurately avoiding one spike after another, and then landed steadily on the opposite side.

Lin Wan'er followed closely behind Xiao Muchen, and she was facing a shaking single-plank bridge. The single-plank bridge was thin and long, and under the bridge was a bottomless trap filled with sharp wooden stakes and rolling poisonous fog. Lin Wan'er took a deep breath, and her eyes became firm and focused. She stepped lightly onto the single-plank bridge, her steps steady and flexible. Her hands were slightly open to maintain her body balance. As the shaking of the single-plank bridge intensified, her body began to sway from side to side, but she always remained calm and constantly adjusted her center of gravity. Her toes lightly tapped the bridge surface, like a fairy dancing in the wind. Finally, she successfully walked across the single-plank bridge, with a relieved smile on her face.

What Ye Feng encountered was a group of huge stone balls. These stone balls were extremely heavy, rolling along a specific track at a very fast speed and without any rules. Ye Feng roared, and his burly body instantly burst out with powerful strength. His eyes were full of fighting spirit, as if the things in front of him were not stone balls, but enemies that he had to defeat. He dodged left and right flexibly, avoiding the impact of stone balls one after another. Sometimes, he would even use his strong arms to directly knock the stone balls away, showing amazing strength and courage.

Ling Shuang was facing an area covered with flames. Flames spewed out from the ground from time to time, with no regular height or timing. Ling Shuang calmly observed the eruption pattern of the flames, his eyes flashing with wisdom like the stars in the night sky. He calculated the best time to pass through, and every move was extremely precise. His figure shuttled between the flames like a ghost, and the corners of his clothes were not stained by the flames. His movements were light and graceful, as if he was dancing a deadly dance in the flames.

Although Chu Li was relatively weak, she did not flinch. When she faced a high rope, she gritted her teeth, held the rope tightly with both hands, and began the difficult climb. Her arms trembled from the effort, and sweat kept dripping down her forehead. But her eyes were full of determination and unyielding, and she kept telling herself: "Don't give up, you must succeed!" Although her speed was slower than others, she never stopped moving forward.

Time passed by minute by minute, Xiao Muchen and others ran, jumped, and dodged between various obstacles, their figures shuttled across the martial arts arena like phantoms. Sweat soaked their clothes, and their hair was stuck to their foreheads, but no one stopped, no one complained, they had only one belief in their hearts: pass the test and enter the martial arts realm.

After completing a series of difficult jumping movements, Xiao Muchen came to a level that required special martial arts to pass. He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and calmed his heart. He recalled his years of practice, those days and nights of hard training, and those moments when he was on the verge of life and death. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. The spiritual power in his body burst out instantly, like a surging torrent rushing through his meridians. He performed a set of complex and exquisite martial arts, and his figure drew a graceful arc in the air, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring. His movements were smooth and natural, and every move was full of power and beauty. Finally, he successfully passed this level, and a sense of accomplishment surged in his heart.

When Lin Wan'er was crossing a huge chasm, her foot suddenly slipped and she almost fell. Her heart instantly rose to her throat, but at the critical moment, she stabbed the ground with her sword and stabilized her body. Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly and her breathing became rapid. But she had no time to be afraid or hesitate. She quickly adjusted her state and continued to move forward.

While dodging the stone ball, Ye Feng accidentally got hit on the shoulder by a stone ball. He felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but groan. But he knew that he couldn't stop at this moment and couldn't give up because of this little pain. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and continued to devote himself to the test. His eyes became more determined, as if this little pain had stimulated his fighting spirit deep in his heart.

When Ling Shuang was crossing the flame area, he accidentally got his clothes burned by a sudden flame. The flame spread instantly, and he quickly used his martial arts to put out the flame. But the corner of his clothes had been burnt, emitting a pungent smell. He did not hesitate at all, ignoring the embarrassment on his body, and continued to rush forward.

Chu Li almost let go several times during the rope climbing process because of exhaustion. Her arms were so sore that she almost lost consciousness, and her fingers began to go numb from overexertion. But a voice kept echoing in her heart: "Hold on, Chu Li, you can do it!" She gritted her teeth, used up her last bit of strength, and finally climbed to the top of the rope.

Just as the incense was about to burn out, Xiao Muchen and the others finally completed all the obstacles and martial arts moves. They stood at the end of the martial arts arena, panting, exhausted, but their eyes were full of joy and pride. Their clothes were tattered, their bodies were covered with dust, sweat and wounds, but their souls had been baptized and sublimated like never before.

The older guard came forward with a satisfied smile on his face. He glanced at Xiao Muchen and the others, nodded and said, "You did very well and passed the test. From now on, you are a member of the Martial Realm. But remember, the road to the Martial Realm is full of challenges. Only by continuous efforts can you go further on the path of cultivation."

Xiao Muchen and the others bowed deeply and said in unison: "Thank you, seniors. We will work hard to practice and live up to the name of Wujing." Their voices were full of gratitude and determination.

Then, under the guidance of the guards, they officially stepped into the gate of the martial realm. The huge door slowly opened, as if welcoming them into a brand new world. The scene behind the door stunned them. The magnificent buildings, the bustling streets, the practitioners coming and going, everything was full of vitality and vigor.

Xiao Muchen and the others knew that their journey of cultivation had just begun...