Another month had passed, and Lu Hong could now last for more than an hour within the second trial, although the damage he inflicted on the clones was still negligible. But his evasion skill was maxed out; his ability to dodge was at the MAX.
"Relying on this alone still won't be enough to pass the trial," Lu Hong said as he walked out of the second trial for the first time without a scratch on his body, looking slightly tired but otherwise spirited.
Those Trialists betting on Lu Hong to come out injured cursed and left with a flip of their hands, while the old Priest tidied up the gambling stakes and approached Lu Hong, commenting, "Your progress is truly not small."
"I may dodge the opponent's attacks, but I still can't defeat it," Lu Hong replied somewhat gloomily.
Patting his shoulder, the Priest consoled him, "No rush, no rush, give it another hundred and eighty years, and you're sure to get through."
