The stench left behind in the Great Hero Hall had not yet faded Manager Zhu came with a face full of gloom and distortion He led a group of Discipline Hall warrior monks and kicked the broken shed door open with violence

  They tore through the straw and found a scroll of a forbidden book that had been deliberately aged to look old It was a remnant chapter of the demon sect that the Chan order strictly forbade anyone to study The frame job was painfully crude

  But under a system where rank was everything a groundless charge like this was enough to let a blond blue eyed rakshasa die a hundred times

  They dragged Leo roughly to the center of the Discipline Hall execution yard Seat Master Xuanji stood there with a face dark as iron The robe that had been stained with filth was already replaced

  But the anger in his chest burned even hotter than before He did not give Leo the slightest chance to defend himself He only lifted a hand and waved with cold indifference

  Two thick oxhide whips had been soaked in heavy salt brine Two powerful warrior monks swung them The whips sliced the air and screamed like something dying

  The first lash landed The skin across Leos back burst open in an instant The salt water seeped into flesh and the pain was like a thousand red hot needles stabbing at once

  Yet under the stunned eyes of the watching monks the foreign youth did not cry out He did not beg He did not even tremble in surrender

  The Extreme Express Brain in his head was already running at a terrifying speed The systems electronic voice echoed with icy calm inside his mind External physical impact detected

  Kinetic trajectory analysis in progress Pain filtering system engaged Remaining health eighty five percent

  He was not simply enduring through stubborn will He was using tiny tremors in his muscles He guided the force of each strike along bone and into places that would not kill him

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  In his eyes those whips were nothing but delayed red impact commands He was using cold math to fight the collapse of his body

  Thirty lashes fell without mercy Leos back had become a churned ruin of blood and flesh But he still knelt upright like a stone statue that refused to fall

  That near inhuman will seeded an unexplainable fear in the crowd Killing intent flared in Xuanjis eyes He was ready to step forward and personally end this anomaly

  Then a bent figure appeared from the shadows at one corner of the punishment hall The man dragged a broken bamboo broom as he slowly walked out It was Xuanku the sweeping monk from the Sutra Library

  His clouded eyes lingered on Leo for a moment It was as if he looked through this torn body and saw an arrogant soul that did not belong to this world Xuanku gave a soft cough

  His voice was hoarse yet it carried clearly across the yard This child has a fate pattern that is twisted and strange Kill him directly and changes may follow

  Send him to Dead Man Valley instead Let him live or die by his own luck

  Xuanji heard it and his gaze flickered several times In the end he drew back his inner force Dead Man Valley was a forbidden land in the back mountains of Shaolin

  Resentment left by past masters filled it like poison mist Broken formations wandered there in madness Any ordinary man who entered would die without a doubt

  Two hours later they threw Leo into the fog of Dead Man Valley His body was streaked with blood Behind him a heavy iron gate crashed shut

  The air around him turned instantly cold enough to bite into bone Countless nameless bones hid beneath fallen leaves and flashed into view as the wind shifted

  Leo forced himself up with shaking arms Too much blood loss made his vision overlap and swim Then the familiar navigation voice sounded again inside his head

  Destination has been reset Current environment detected as complex road simulation field Obstacle density extremely high

  Recommend enabling extreme parkour navigation mode

  In his sight the fatal formation sparks and the poison gas pits were marked automatically by the system They became blinking red warning lights and invisible speed bumps Leo wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth

  He stared at this valley floor that everyone called hell A smile rose in the deep blue of his eyes It was wild and fearless

  To a top tier delivery rider this was not a place of death It was just a brutal obstacle course map

  He began dragging his injured leg forward He stumbled between gravestones and jagged rocks Every step landed exactly on the green safe path the system drew for him

  The survival game had only just begun

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