I am a winner with Chinese poetry

At this moment, Gu Yunzhou was extremely low-key and humble, not daring to be so arrogant as to take all the credit for himself. He meant what he said. If you hadn't had Meng Jin and the others to test him first, how would he have had the chance to notice the difference?

Regardless of other factors, just looking at Gu Yunzhou's attitude at this moment, the faces of the few people who had originally been slightly gloomy, even a little ugly, now gradually showed a hint of relief. After all, the situation just now was truly embarrassing. If they delved into it, they would only look like reckless warriors who only knew how to rush forward bravely and recklessly, completely ignorant of the concept of thinking and strategy.

At this moment, Gu Yunzhou diverted everyone's attention and said, "Alright everyone, since the current situation is like this, why don't we continue to move up the mountain? In my opinion, the final key is probably to reach the top of this mountain!"

Hearing this, Meng Jin took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil within him. He quickly regained his usual composure and composure. He nodded slightly, agreeing, "Brother Gu, you're absolutely right. Let's not waste any more time here. Let's move on as quickly as possible. Don't forget, our ultimate goal is to reach the summit of the ocean of books!"

After receiving Meng Jin's response, the rest of the people nodded in agreement, and then quickly adjusted their team formations. They marched along the winding bluestone road towards the towering green mountains.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, one can clearly see a path paved with bluestone winding through the mountains like a long dragon. However, this seemingly ordinary bluestone path has a very strange thing - it seems to have no end. No matter how far one looks, all one can see is the endless stone steps and the hazy view behind them.

As soon as everyone stepped onto the bluestone slabs, they were instantly aware of the strange changes in their surroundings. The first thing they felt was the overwhelming, all-pervasive pressure of gravity, like a thousand-pound burden pressing down on them, making every step difficult. At the same time, the cultural energy that had previously lingered around them, freely available to them, suddenly vanished like the receding tide, as if it had never existed.

"Oh no! My Wen Palace can't function properly!" One of them exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

The other man frowned and gritted his teeth, saying, "It seems like they intend to make us climb this mountain relying solely on physical strength!"

The crowd erupted in a clamorous commotion, like a boiling pot, as everyone whispered and discussed what was happening before their eyes. However, after the initial shock and astonishment, they quickly regained their composure and calmly accepted the situation. After all, they had heard about the various strange trials in this sacred place of books.

So, without hesitation, everyone set out, silently and vigorously climbing towards the top. At first, the atmosphere was quite relaxed and cheerful, with people occasionally chatting and joking with each other. But as time passed, everyone gradually felt exhausted, their voices became quieter and quieter, and finally everyone kept their mouths shut, focusing only on the hard work of climbing.

Those usually elegant, refined, and handsome young men now wore expressions of exhaustion, their fine clothes already drenched with sweat, clinging to their skin. Their once neatly combed, jet-black hair was now a tangled mess, flowing freely. If one hadn't seen it with one's own eyes, it would have been hard for anyone to imagine these young men in such a state of disarray.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have lost their former polite demeanor, leaving only a panting, exhausted look. A closer look revealed that the team was no longer in formation. Those with better physical fitness were far ahead, looking like tiny black dots from afar. Those who lacked exercise were left behind, further and further away from the summit. Even the few elites at the front, when they looked up at the endless bluestone steps, couldn't help but feel a deep sense of despair.

"Huff, Yun, Yunzhou, let's take a break, I'm so tired!" Jiang Liunian gasped for breath and crawled using his hands and feet. Then, he couldn't bear it anymore and tremblingly found a step to sit down and gasped violently.

Gu Yunzhou was also feeling uncomfortable at the moment. The higher he climbed, the greater the pressure became. He estimated that they had been climbing for about an hour, but they didn't take a single step up. It felt like a strong man was pressing down on his hands and feet, making it difficult to move forward.

They expended several times more energy than usual before finally climbing to the foot of the mountain. Yes, even though they were all exhausted, they were still wandering around at the bottom of the mountain. It was a truly hopeless discovery.

"The assessment of this Book Mountain Holy Land is too weird. How can it test our physical strength? Climbing down like this is not a solution. We haven't even reached the halfway point of the mountain!" Zhu Chenxu, who was also exhausted and collapsed on the ground gasping for breath, glanced at the endless bluestone steps with a look of daze and despair on his face.

"Then...then what do you think we should do? We can't just give up like this! If we really go back in disgrace, it would be such a disgrace! I'm going to reach the top today, even if I have to crawl with my hands!"

Jiang Liunian frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he thought to himself: Compared to losing face in front of everyone, this little bit of fatigue is nothing! So he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Zhu Chenxu's face instantly fell when he heard this, but he quickly cheered up again. He looked at Gu Yunzhou expectantly and said anxiously, "Yunzhou, you have always been resourceful and your brain is much smarter than ours. Help us think of a solution!"

Gu Yunzhou was equally exhausted. He leaned against the steps, breathing heavily, and gazed downward. He saw the bluestone steps winding and twisting, seemingly stretching to the horizon, with no end in sight. And far below, a few blurry black dots were slowly inching forward.