"Please continue!" The examiner's voice rang out.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Meng stepped forward and walked up to the second tripod.
"Heh—" He suddenly let out a shout, his muscles instantly swelling up, becoming extremely exaggerated, with each muscle like an iron tower covering his entire body, his body expanding by a circle out of thin air.
"Rise!" He lifted the second tripod, rising up in an instant, and then lifted it high above his head.
After one breath, his body slightly swayed, and his steps instantly became unsteady, appearing staggered.
Then his right foot stepped forward forcefully.
Boom!
Accompanied by a rumbling sound, the ground instantly cracked open, and the soil exploded.
The examiner glanced indifferently without saying a word.
Because Zhao Meng was still within the rules.
At this moment, with Zhao Meng's step forward, his body formed a brace, making his stance stable.
After three breaths.
Zhao Meng slowly exhaled a breath, then took a deep breath.
