Max slowly made his way towards the 450-meter mark while the rest of the geniuses had either given up or already fallen.
Nathan and the others were teetering on the edge of the 400-meter mark. The pressure they faced was so overwhelming that they forgot about crossing the 400-meter line; they were struggling just to breathe.
"The pressure here is too great," Tom said, feeling the constant weight bearing down on his body. It made him feel as if his entire body would break down if he stayed under the pressure any longer.
"Damn, is this my limit?" Nathan cursed, realizing he couldn't even move his body. He felt frustrated and humiliated that he had lost to someone from the East Region, especially since Max only had the strength of a level 4 in the Apprentice Rank.
"Damn it!" He shouted, letting go of his grip on the surface of the monolith as he fell down before it.
