Chapter 842: The God Level Special Training
The God Level Special Training . . .
Cha Nantian officially returned to the Cha Clan!
He had reestablished his presence within the clan.
Although he occasionally noticed people looking at him with peculiar expressions, he paid them no mind.
[At least I am back!]
[I believe I will reach the height I want someday!]
[I will take back everything I've lost!]
[Including my love!]
[My everything!]
[Xue-Er, wait for me!]
[Wait for me and our son!]
[I believe that day is coming soon!]
[Brother, I will avenge you! I will exact revenge, no matter how much blood will flood the land, no matter how many bones will pile up like mountains! Even if the Cha Clan crumbles, and I am torn to pieces, I will avenge you!]
[Cha Eun Xiao, where are you? How is your life now?]
...
Cha Eun Xiao was in the midst of enduring the second phase of his three-month training regimen. It was presently the final day of the second month.
He was nearly unclothed, wearing only a small undergarment to maintain modesty. Suspended in mid-air, he was connected to a slender string.
This single string was tethered to a solitary hair on Cha Eun Xiao's head!
A mere string, yet it bore the weight of his entire body.
This was the challenge he presently faced. A narrow cord descended from directly above, fastened to a single hair on his head. It would suspend him in the air for two hours, and his sole task was to remain aloft without falling.
It appeared to be a straightforward task—merely staying suspended for two hours. In other words, if he were to descend, he would fail. Even if he managed to remain suspended for one hour and fifty-nine minutes but faltered in the final minute, it would still constitute failure.
This demanded an extraordinary degree of self-control from Cha Eun Xiao.
How much weight could a hair possibly bear?
Very little!
Could it withstand the burden of a man?
That notion was absurd. It couldn't even support clothing, a pair of trousers, or a shoe!
Yet, as long as the individual was a cultivator beyond the Spirit Origin Stage, it could!
Cultivators who had reached the Spirit Origin Stage had the ability to maintain a precise balance point, allowing them to effectively counteract gravity.
The next question, however, was whether a cultivator could sustain such a position for an extended period?
The answer was likely a resounding "no," with only a one-percent chance of "yes."
To remain in a position contrary to gravity required far more than a high level of cultivation. The cultivator had to continuously adjust their balance point using every inch of muscle, every drop of blood, and every iota of energy.
They needed to harmonize every facet of their being to remain suspended by a hair for an extended duration.
Cha Eun Xiao had to endure this for two hours.
Forty-five minutes had already elapsed, and he continued to hang there.
Cha Eun Xiao felt as if he was on the verge of losing his composure.
Suspended by a single hair for two hours...
It was an incredibly brutal training exercise!
Whoever had devised this challenge must have possessed either a twisted imagination or an extraordinary genius.
The true difficulty of this challenge only became apparent when one experienced it firsthand.
No matter where the string was attached to the body, the full weight was borne by that string and the solitary hair.
One might have some control over the string itself. However, the real challenge lay in the hair's root.
It didn't matter how robust the hair or the string was; the crux of the matter resided in how securely the hair was anchored in the scalp.
Cha Eun Xiao dared not even attempt to shift his position. The slightest movement could spell failure. He remained motionless, suspended in the air like a dried fish, refraining from breaking a sweat.
Fortuitously, he had removed the Star Steel clothes. This decision proved to be crucial.
Wearing those garments would have undoubtedly resulted in failure.
He had made the correct choice to shed everything apart from the Star Steel attire. Every ounce of weight reduction mattered in the present circumstance.
Three elderly men observed Cha Eun Xiao on the ground, their gaze locked onto his body, ready to intervene if he fell, as if he were their most prized possession.
Their countenances appeared serene, yet beneath that placidity, a fervor simmered.
They communicated mentally, engaging in silent dialogue.
"Holy heavens... It actually raised him up," Yun Piaoliu remarked as Cha Eun Xiao was initially suspended.
"I can't believe it... He can actually hold that position... I had believed this challenge was designed to mock the disciple," Feng Wuying admitted.
"I... I'm not dreaming, am I?" Lei Dadi questioned.
"Big brother, how long did you manage to remain suspended when you attempted this?" Feng Wuying inquired of Lei Dadi.
Lei Dadi's face contorted as he confessed, "I was lifted off the ground. I reached the suspended position, but... I couldn't maintain it for even a single breath. When the hair was secured to the string and I did everything within my power to reduce my weight, they removed the chair. In that moment, I was in a state of suspension, opposing gravity. Then I plummeted. Within the span of a single breath, I made contact with the ground."
"That hair... I couldn't even sense the hair..."
Feng Wuying and Yun Piaoliu couldn't help but take pleasure in the fact that the eldest among them had performed no better than they had.
"I heard that no one has ever successfully completed this challenge."
"This is truly eye-opening. This young man possesses remarkable lung capacity!"
"It's not merely about lung capacity... He possesses an incredibly precise control over his power... Otherwise, he could never have hung in there for such an extended period... My goodness. Not to mention the days of yore, I question whether we could accomplish this feat even now, or if we could, it would undoubtedly be excruciating."
"I had thought our ancestor designed this challenge to mock us... Now I see that's not the case... I'm genuinely awestruck!"
"This is unquestionably a god-level training regimen. No one in history has achieved this feat. No one will ever accomplish it in the future..."
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