"Five, four, three..."
Everyone was counting down for him, feeling that he was destined to succeed in the challenge and become one of the few closed-door disciples of the Stone Gambler Master.
Under the anticipation of the crowd, Lin Yifan dragged his battered body, struggling to climb upwards.
Now his eyes and heart were solely focused on the finish line, leaving behind all other pains and potential dangers.
As he reached the three hundredth step, the pressure was unprecedented, forcing him to vomit several mouthfuls of blood.
At this moment, his internal organs began to suffer enormous pressure, on the verge of rupture.
If a critical organ were to rupture, he would meet his end here.
He did not want to become a lingering soul on this staircase, so he desperately used his last ounce of strength to climb up swiftly.
Everyone's hearts were tight, deeply worried for him.
Because just one step short, if he collapsed at the last step, all previous efforts would be in vain.
