Two days ago, Su Yue went to the A-tier arena.
Sun Zhiwei's analysis was accurate. Although he couldn't defeat a second-tier martial artist, his dodging skills were strong, making it difficult for the opponent to kill him unless they used a trump card.
In the end, Su Yue was exhausted and defeated.
If this continues, his progress will be very slow.
Increasing the burden and continuing to squeeze his potential is the only way Su Yue wants to improve further.
The 10-pound silver needle is no longer necessary.
Su Yue took out a 30-pound needle.
Inserted into his body.
Ugh!
Truly overwhelming.
Stimulated by the acupuncture points, Su Yue was instantly carrying a 60-pound weight.
Poof!
Another one inserted!
The 120-pound load instantly made Su Yue uncomfortable all over, and he walked clumsily.
"Go to the arena. Now that I'm carrying a 120-pound load, I should lose quickly."
Putting away the silver needles, Su Yue headed towards the A-tier arena.
