An extreme bloodlust and killing intent pressed Ken, urging him to turn around and run away. He easily located the source of the pressure coming from the other end of the room, meaning it'd only get worse the more he advanced.
'Since I know it's a test, I have nothing to fear.'
Ken whispered to himself and marched forward. At first, the pressure was bearable, and Ken could negate it with his own overwhelming bloodlust.
'It's only 50 meters.'
He wanted to use One Step, but something was interfering with his Qi channeling, preventing him from using techniques. He could only radiate his Qi in an unrefined way like a brute.
He walked forward, step after step, feeling a tinge of fear in his heart every time. It wasn't too hard until he got to the center of the room.
When he reached the center, the pressure doubled, and Ken started feeling like someone was about to kill him. Every step forward seemed like a mistake that would cost him his life.