One hundred and eight pedals, each of which is square and three feet long, are enough for dozens of people to stand on.

The first martial artist to reach the edge of the pedal has begun to tread the pedal impatiently and move forward.

As soon as he stepped on the pedal, the crowd felt as if a mountain had been crushed overhead, which made it difficult for them to move.

What's more painful is that on these pedals, there seems to be a voice of the soul that keeps ringing, making it impossible to move forward with all one's strength.

plop!

Just as we got to the first pedal,...