Although Mo Xiaoyang was under so much pressure and pain, he still gritted his teeth, don't look at his usual hippie smiling face, in the face of this kind of thing, he didn't dare to relax, after all, if he wanted to be strong, he still had to rely on himself.

Mo Xiaoyang naturally knew what Dugu Mo meant, and nodded with beads of sweat, Dugu Mo was for his good, he still understood this very well, if he wanted to be strong, he had to hold back and persevere.

Mo Xiaoyang ignored everyone, and stepped on the steps made of jade step by step again, as if there were hundreds of catties tied to his feet, which made people feel extremely difficult, and he had to pause every step he took, stepping on his swaying body, and completely ignoring the beads of sweat on his forehead.

As Mo Xiaoyang walked forward, drops of sweat dripped on the steps.

On the other hand, Song Xiaoxiao is getting more and more relaxed, and has fully adapted to this three-level gravity suppression, and the whole body is relaxed, as if he has broken a certain kind of imprisonment in his body, and he is a little more refreshed.

"Brother Mo, the little sheep is fine." Looking at Mo Xiaoyang's crumbling figure with every step, Song Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be a little worried.

"It's okay, it's not broken, he always has to learn to grow and bear on his own." Dugu Mo shook his head, although he continued to go up.

Xiao Baiqiu looked at Mo Xiaoyang's appearance, and wanted to pull him, but he also knew that in this case, he was powerless, if he pulled Mo Xiaoyang, then the gravity suppression borne by the two people would be doubled, and Mo Xiaoyang would only be more painful than now, and Xiao Baiqiu didn't know if Mo Xiaoyang's body could withstand such pain.

Naturally, they did not dare to act rashly.

The elf old man looked at the little white ball's tangled expression and touched his head, "Don't worry, he will improve a lot when he crosses this hurdle, what we need at this time is to let him walk this road alone." ”

Little Baiqiu nodded, gritted his teeth and no longer looked at Mo Xiaoyang, but walked towards the end of the steps by himself.

"You can teach." The elven old man nodded with satisfaction, and stepped forward with great ease.

By the time everyone had completed the ninety-nine steps, all the pressure on their bodies had been swept away, as if gravity had disappeared out of thin air.

Everyone stood at the top of the steps, turned to look at Mo Xiaoyang, who was still staggering on the steps, with a tenacious light in their eyes.

At this time, Mo Xiaoyang was only more than twenty steps away from the highest point, and under his unremitting progress, a certain breakthrough in his body was also opening up little by little, and the gravity that Mo Xiaoyang felt and his body was a little less.

In the last ten or so steps, Mo Xiaoyang became more and more relaxed, he could feel that his steps were much lighter, and the pressure on his body was also at least half smaller at the moment of a breakthrough, Mo Xiaoyang raised his head, looked at the highest part of the steps, and looked at everyone standing there, looking at him with earnest eyes, Mo Xiaoyang smiled.

The steps under his feet are more determined, not only because of himself, but also because of the family and friends who are waiting for him to look at him.

"I said I wouldn't live up to your expectations." This was the first thing Mo Xiaoyang said when he climbed the last step of the stairs, and his face was full of smiles.

"You also challenged yourself and broke through yourself." Song Xiaoxiao looked at Mo Xiaoyang at this time, and inexplicably felt that he had grown up a lot.