This is the ninth time the system has done this. It should be super awesome.

The familiar pain, the kind that pierces the heart. After enduring for a long time, Ling Feng was covered in dirt again. But he couldn't care less this time. He just gasped for breath, looking like he was beaten to a pulp.

It took me a long time to come back to my senses, and I supported myself to stand up. It was still a bit difficult, but I finally stood up. I looked at the progress of the Nine Tribulations, and it was the second stage and the ninth level. No wonder, the medicinal herbs in this elixir were a little bland, but it was really awesome.

Hurry up and train. Ling Feng will not touch those equipments now. It is hard for him to stand, let alone use the equipments. He must be crazy.

Start with jogging, and after you get used to it, start some difficult movements, such as frog jumps, squats, sit-ups, and others. Ling Feng doesn't know, but this is also a way to exercise, and when you have enough strength, you can use equipment.

Time flies, seven days have passed, now Ling Feng is holding heavy dumbbells, with an iron chain tied around his waist, and an oversized discus on the other end of the chain. He is jogging while holding the dumbbells.

Now the Nine Tribulations has reached the third stage, the Thunder Tribulation has been overcome, no accident, he was almost struck dumb, came back and lay down for another day, during this period Ling Feng also learned from that person that the clothes on his body had been increased to 6 times, Ling Feng was speechless, he was still wondering what was wrong, times became times, no wonder he couldn't move at the beginning.

The equipment is already usable, and he also discovered a new function from the weapon rack, Phantom Challenge, which means that you can choose a weapon, and the space will generate a phantom of someone who is proficient in this weapon. You can touch it, but it's not real. It has a texture a bit like silicone, and looks a lot like a doll, except that this doll is no different from a real person, and even more flexible.

Ling Feng started the challenge without thinking twice. As for winning or losing, of course he lost. When the challenge started, Ling Feng was numb. As soon as he took out the black sword, his whole body came into close contact with the ground. On the other hand, the phantom was not affected by gravity at all. He beat Ling Feng who could not lift the sword. When Ling Feng came out, he gained several circles of weight.

From then on, Ling Feng didn't dare to go to the weapon rack at all. As for revenge, of course he thought about it, but didn't you see that Ling Feng started to fight desperately, challenging his limits every time, and the level of Jiujie was rising rapidly. As for the body refining pills, forget it, he couldn't stand the pain.

Ling Feng removed the chains, threw away the dumbbells, and moved his hands and feet. After making sure that he was no longer affected by the six hundred times gravity, he walked directly to the weapon rack and chose the one with the sword.

A figure in ancient costume emerged, holding a seven-foot-long sword. The sword was three fingers wide and the hilt was slightly longer, a bit like a two-handed sword.

The figure bowed to Ling Feng, performing a martial arts etiquette. Ling Feng followed suit and bowed back. Both sides took up their positions and prepared to begin.

Looking at the other person's handsome figure, and then looking at myself, there is no comparison. I am still a novice in using a sword, and this is really a case of being forced to do something I am not good at.

Both parties moved at the same time. Phantom leaned one hand on his back, dragging his sword along the way, like a great hero. On the other hand, Ling Feng held the sword in one hand and ran towards Phantom with big strides in an unruly manner, looking like a bandit.

When the two sides came into contact, Ling Feng used the black sword like a broadsword and made a full moon slash with the sword, but unfortunately he didn't even touch the corner of the other person's clothes.

Then, alas, he was beaten one-sidedly. Ling Feng's old strength had just been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, when the opponent made a slashing move, knocking the black sword down, and then he was beaten up. Of course, he didn't use a sword, but kicked him.

In this way, Ling Feng gained a few more pounds and ended the trial. He went back to take a bath. He still didn't believe that he couldn't defeat a phantom.

He would take a bath, eat, take a break and go back to continue. He would get fatter every day. But if you were careful, you would find that each time Ling Feng came out, the time would become longer. Until the thirteenth day, when Ling Feng came out, he was a little embarrassed but did not gain any weight.

"Hehe, I don't believe it. I get beaten by you every time." Ling Feng rubbed his bruised eyes and limped towards the medicine room.

"Sucks, that's great, at this speed, should we increase it a little more next time?"

On the last day of the trial, Ling Feng went straight to the weapon rack and chose the sword without hesitation.

A familiar figure appeared, and the two parties saluted tacitly and stood with their hands behind their backs. Neither of them moved, both waiting, waiting for an opportunity, a flaw.

Ling Feng's eyes were sharp and slightly narrowed. The next moment he moved. He saw a shadow flashing and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the other party. He leaned forward with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground. He did not rush to attack. He was waiting.

As expected, the phantom bent slightly, and a sword flashed. Ling Feng felt a chill on his neck. Without thinking, the tip of the sword left the ground, and a flash of light appeared, and the winner was decided.

Ling Feng's black sword was clamped on the phantom's neck, and the opponent's sword was held in Ling Feng's hand, with scarlet blood flowing out, but it was just a superficial wound. Ling Feng was secretly proud of himself, "Little guy, do you think I practiced the Nine Tribulations for nothing?"

The phantom put away his sword and stepped back, bowed slightly to Ling Feng, and then slowly disappeared.

"Tsk tsk, not bad boy, congratulations, you've passed the second level, you have a month to rest and think about whether to stay here or go back." Ling Feng is very calm now, there is no way, he is used to it, he is used to being scared by these people suddenly appearing every few days.

When he heard that he could take a month off and could go back, Ling Feng was overjoyed. However, his joy only lasted for a moment, and then he became alert. No, there was a problem. How could he be so kind?

"Tell me, what are your requests?" After spending more than twenty days together, Ling Feng basically understood this guy. He always tried to find ways to make trouble for him, which was nothing like the system guy.

"Hey, that's good, you've made progress. The request is simple. Next time, the size of the dress needs to be adjusted to ten times. Think about it, hehe."

Ling Feng knew that this guy was not holding back his fart. After thinking about it, it was already six times, and it would only be four times more. It was okay, he could handle it.

"Okay, then when will you send me back?" Ling Feng also missed Xiaobai and the others.

"Simple, let's go." When the voice sounded, Ling Feng felt dizzy and when he opened his eyes, he was at the place he left last time.

"Ding, the system is returning, please wait." The familiar voice echoed in his mind, and Ling Feng was very happy.

"Ah, it feels good, the boy is back. Number 3 actually let you back, this is not right." The system's voice sounded, and Ling Feng almost cried when he heard it. This is not letting you back, this is an unequal exchange.

"Ding, it is detected that the host's body meets the requirements, and the nameless technique is advanced to the final technique: Nine Nights Transformed into Stars."

"Ding, the host's body is detected to meet the requirements, the Nine Nether Body Skills advance to the final body skill: Nine Nether Shadow."

Ling Feng was a little confused. What was going on? An advanced technique?

"What's this system?" Ling Feng asked.

"Oh, those previous ones are just simplified versions. Go and take a look at them yourself. Don't bother me. I still have things to deal with." He fell silent after he finished speaking, leaving Ling Feng with a confused look on his face.