No 1 Supreme Warrior

Before taking part in the challenge, he had given himself a goal. He set a goal of entering seventy meters for himself. Only by doing that would he be able to get four points.

If he did not manage to get to seventy meters, then the chances of him getting four points would only be at around twenty percent.

Thinking about that, White felt a bit helpless and silently cursed that the rules felt so chaotic.

Some people managed to get to sixty-eight meters, but their results ended up with four points.

There were some who got to sixty-eight meters but were given three points.

It was not a special situation either, but what was happening regularly. It was as if the final points one got were completely dependent on a person’s luck. However, the results were not too crazy. As long as someone got to seventy meters, they would definitely get four points.

That was something that was assured. Therefore, he decided that he would definitely get to the seventy meter area to make sure he earned four points.

and make those who mocked

up his own spirits as he slowly

him. The constant pressure from the natural laws was causing the snow to constantly crumble,

instead, it reformed, filling up the space that was empty before,

Twenty meters, thirty meters…

snow

forced to stop to compose himself, taking the time to recover his strength. He started to form seals again, and countless snowflakes formed from his hands

long. On the Path of Fate, the natural laws were

to walk faster and faster, and his

the pace of the snow

find himself unable to hold on. Every step he took meant he needed to stop to fill up the gaps in his snow. Only then would he be able to protect