At this moment, everyone, including Shen Xiangtian and company, was in tattered clothing, covered in bloodstains, with Shen Xiangtian and Bao Xiong suffering the most severe injuries.

Bao Xiong had almost been gutted, and he had a long scar from his left shoulder to his right waist, inflicted by the swift Hei Bao in a swipe of its paw. Shen Xiangtian's left leg was deformed, clearly broken, and his arms were hung up in bandages; without Chen Jiantao's support, he couldn't even stand steadily.

All of them staggered toward Jiang Chen.

Thump! Thump!

One after another, those who crossed the finish line collapsed on the ground, while previously eliminated teammates hurriedly came forward with the medicine Jiang Chen had prepared in advance to apply to their wounds.

When everyone had gathered together, Jiang Chen took a long breath, turned his head to look at the crowd, and said faintly, "Everyone, rest where you are!"

Upon hearing these words, Shen Xiangtian and the others instinctively became more vigilant, staring intently at Jiang Chen. They had almost developed a phobia toward the word 'rest' mentioned by Jiang Chen; every time he told them to rest, when they woke up, it meant a new round of painful torment awaited them.

"Alright, stop looking at me like that. The competition starts in just three days. During these three days, I will join forces with Elder Yao to heal your injuries, in preparation for the competition's arrival!" said Jiang Chen with a smile.

Only then did Shen Xiangtian and the rest sigh in relief, having been tormented by Jiang Chen to the point they had lost track of time. It was only upon hearing Jiang Chen's words that they remembered.

The competition was drawing near.

Jiang Chen indeed could not torture them anymore; if he did, they would already be losers in the competition without even fighting!

Seeing that everyone had relaxed and then directly fallen asleep right on the ground, a mix of emotion and unwillingness stirred in Jiang Chen's heart.

Moved because they could sleep so defenselessly was a sign of their trust in him; they believed that with him present, they would not suffer the slightest harm. Unwilling, however, because what he would do next was an extremely cruel act.

So cruel that anyone who knew of it would think him a devil!

"Should we really do this? If they can't make it through, then…" Seeing everyone asleep, Medicine Saint appeared beside Jiang Chen, his eyes revealing the same unwillingness.

The other competitors, who had been eliminated earlier, looked at Jiang Chen and Medicine Saint with complex expressions, suddenly realizing that perhaps Shen Xiangtian and the others' ordeal was far from over. Their faces turned pale; they had all experienced Jiang Chen's torment, which not everyone could endure!

"You, all of you, use this spot as the center and spread out to a distance of one kilometer, ensuring that none of the 109 people will be disturbed!" Jiang Chen said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The others responded and looked with pity at Shen Xiangtian and the others, who had already fallen asleep instantly, before they turned and dispersed.

"Is this necessary?" Medicine Saint asked indifferently.

Jiang Chen knew what Medicine Saint was asking and softly said, "With the two of us here, they indeed don't need protection. However, if they see the reactions of Shen Xiangtian and the others next, they will inevitably harbor various emotions, watching their brothers and sisters have to turn on one another. Even the thought of it is more than some can bear!"

"Sigh! Just do it!" Medicine Saint let out a sigh.

A struggle flashed across Jiang Chen's eyes, then suddenly firmed, and through gritted teeth he said, "Elder Yao, draw my Blood Saber!"

"What?" Medicine Saint looked at Jiang Chen in puzzlement.

Jiang Chen roared, "Draw it out!"

Medicine Saint frowned slightly and, still puzzled, drew out the Blood Saber.

Jiang Chen grabbed Medicine Saint's wrist, directly placing the Blood Saber against his own neck.

"Young Jiang, what are you doing?" Medicine Saint's face suddenly changed dramatically, and with a look of astonishment, he watched Jiang Chen, preparing to loosen his grip on the sword.

Jiang Chen grasped Medicine Saint's sword-holding hand and said in a deep voice, "If I can't endure it, just kill me!"

"You!" Medicine Saint's face underwent a drastic change, "Impossible! What are you trying to do?"

With a resolute expression, Jiang Chen said, "If we want them to truly become iron warriors, they must pass this test. This is also what I've considered for a long time—it's the best method I've finally decided on to enhance their mental fortitude.

But doing this, I feel uneasy. Those who can't persist are fine; they won't retain any memories. However, for those who do persist, it won't be so easy for them.

So, I need to understand their feelings.

Only by experiencing it myself can I eliminate any Heart Demons that might arise in them!

Therefore, I must go through this training with them!"

"I understand," Medicine Saint nodded, looking at Jiang Chen with admiration in his eyes, "I will be careful. If you lose control, I won't kill you, but I promise to knock you out immediately!"

No sooner had he spoken than Medicine Saint sheathed the Blood Saber back into the scabbard at Jiang Chen's waist, took off the scabbard, and muttered softly, "Kid, you really are extreme, even asking me to kill you. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"

Jiang Chen glanced at Medicine Saint and smiled faintly.

He did this also as a final test. He was about to go to Jincheng, and Dingjing needed someone to hold the fort, especially since Gong Lin and the others were still here. Qiu Boyuan, as the branch president, was busy with his daily affairs. Medicine Saint was the best choice!

"Let's begin!" Taking a deep breath, Jiang Chen spoke lightly.

Medicine Saint gave Jiang Chen a deep look, his body shuddering as a powerful aura burst forth, enveloping Shen Xiangtian and the other 109 people. Then, with rapid movements of his hands, he scattered a large amount of white powder towards Shen Xiangtian and the others.

Soul Dispersing Powder!

A type of poison Medicine Saint had developed that could make people lose their minds. Once affected by this poison, one would lose their will and become a killing machine. Jiang Chen intended to use this poison to temper the mental strength of Shen Xiangtian and the others, as well as his own!

Hiss!

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, inhaling half of the Soul Dispersing Powder scattered by Medicine Saint into his body, then closed his eyes and waited quietly.

"Roar!"

"Ah!"

Bouts of roaring erupted as one Long Ya warrior after another stood up from the ground, suddenly opening their eyes that were filled with bloodlust.

Medicine Saint controlled his powerful aura with a stern face, allowing them the ability to stand but preventing them from moving.

Within five minutes, all 109 people were standing there, their eyes blood-red, emitting guttural roars.

"I'll kill you!" A loud shout rang out as a Long Ya warrior violently rushed towards the person next to him.

Whoosh!

Medicine Saint's figure flashed, knocking the man unconscious and then taking out a green medicinal bottle. He waved it under the man's nose; the warrior's tense body immediately slackened. Medicine Saint then carried him to an empty spot close by.

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