Global Trial

Xia Mingdong watched Ning Ge writing on the air wall, and for some reason, the feeling of something unknown in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He always felt like he forgot something.

The copy will not be so simple, it will not be so easy to get clues, and the results can be written directly.

Referring to the last evolution dungeon, the three people in front of Xia Mingdong fell down, Ning Ge dug the last hole for him, and barely cleared the evolution dungeon.

This time the people in front of them all fell unconscious and couldn't tell them what happened before.

But the dungeon is definitely not that simple. Take out the testing equipment, pay some blood, get their strength range, and then use Tian Ji's horse racing story to win.

If this is the case, Xia Mingdong feels that the trial system is doing charity, making such a simple dungeon related to the trial progress of all human beings.

Not only that.

If it was really that simple, it was impossible for the ten people in front to fall down collectively, there must be something he hadn't thought of.

But he really can't think of it now, his thinking seems to be covered by a layer of fog, and he can't see the last key point clearly.

Xia Mingdong hesitated, whether to brainstorm or not.

But Ninge seemed to know what he was thinking, so he turned around and said to him, "It's not time."

It turns out... Ning Ge also knew that writing this time was extremely dangerous, and there was a high probability that it would not succeed, so he went to write it first.

"But..." Xia Mingdong hesitated, "You will be in danger."

"I will try to avoid it." Ning Ge said bluntly, "If I can't avoid it, I will tell you where there is danger."

Ning Ge's meaning is very simple, he will go through this difficulty first, and help Xia Mingdong avoid any dangers that can be avoided. If it is really impossible to avoid, he will try his best to leave clues.

Xia Mingdong closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and said to Ning Ge: "Actually, we might be able to finish it all at once, do you believe it?"

Ning Ge: "Hope."

He began to write on the air wall, and first let the two tool men who were not as strong as them fight against each other.

The appearance of these tool men is exactly the same, and there is no other way to distinguish them except for the numbers on their bodies.

The two tool men who came out both had No. 2 on their backs.

The moment Ning Ge finished writing, they attacked each other at the same time.

No. 2 on the opposite side used a whip, whipping the tool man on their side one after another.

The tool man on their side was obviously not as strong as the other side, and it didn't take long for them to be stretched, and whip marks appeared on their bodies.

At the same time, there seemed to be a pair of invisible big hands holding the whip, aiming at Ning Ge and whipping it.

Seeing this, Xia Mingdong suddenly understood where the pitfalls of writing the incident happened.

The attacks that the tool people on their side have to bear, they, as writers, also have to bear.

The strong, with high force value, can resist the attack of the tool man on the other side.

This is a tool man whose strength is not as good as theirs. Ning Ge can still deal with it, and he doesn't look embarrassed.

A few minutes later, the two tool men decided the winner, and the tool man on their side lost as expected.

Ning Ge suffered the same attack, but his strength was originally higher than the two tool men, and his posture was particularly flexible, so he was not injured this time.

Xia Mingdong wasn't worried about the first two times either. The tool men who came in the first two times were not as strong as Ning Ge. What he was worried about was the third time.

They clearly knew that the third tool man surpassed Ning Ge in strength under the judgment of the trial system, but they didn't know how much.If they far exceed and crush the average strength, then they will have no chance of winning.

There must be a way.

The third contest is the most critical battle of life and death.

Soon, after Ning Ge finished writing the second competition, the two tool men stepped forward to challenge each other. As before, the tool man on the opposite side was obviously better than the tool man on their side. Attack like a tool man.

Of course, the strength of this tool man is not as good as that of Ning Ge, and he did not cause any danger.

A few minutes later, the competition ended, and Ning Ge's writing speed was significantly slower this time.

Xia Mingdong handed the armor and many other props to Ning Ge, "Take it."

Ning Ge shook his head, "No, you use it."

"Now it's you who have to face the danger, not me, what to do with me."

Ning Ge wrote quietly, with a calm voice, "If I'm doomed to fail, why waste the use of props."

Xia Mingdong's heart clicked, and he felt that Ning Ge seemed to have confirmed his failure and just wanted to use his failure to find the last clue for him and leave him a chance to succeed.

But... will things really be like this?

Is there another way, is there...

He didn't use brainstorming, but his brain was the only organ in his body that had evolved, and his thinking speed was now much faster than before.

If only there was a way to avoid these injuries...

Xia Mingdong opened his eyes and thought of a way.

He started to put away the props, not even intending to use them for Ning Ge.

He said directly: "If you have to admit defeat, you should admit defeat. You will be less injured. It doesn't matter if you lie down. I will definitely save you. But there is one thing, you must admit defeat as soon as possible."

Ning Ge nodded: "Understood."

Xia Mingdong: "..."

This should mean resistance.

Sure enough, at the beginning of the third confrontation, a storm of attacks came, and Ning Ge was faced with swords and swords, and from time to time he was in dire straits.

Just like the wounds they saw on the tester who fell to the ground, icicles rose from the ground where Ning Ge was, and they were so powerful that they wanted to freeze Ning Ge directly in the ice.

Ninge turned into a black cat and quickly jumped to avoid it, but a new round of attacks followed, with huge fists aimed at Ninge's body.

Ning Ge dodged quickly, using his own speed to jump.

Frankly speaking, seeing that fist, Xia Mingdong somewhat knew how the bruise on Bai Kun's face came about.

Feitian didn't escape, Falcon was still a bit miserable.

However, after Ning Ge dodged those huge fists, his speed also dropped significantly, and it was very difficult to dodge.

Xia Mingdong was afraid that the next few rounds of attacks would take Ning Ge away, so he simply shouted: "Don't forget what I just said."

Ning Ge's figure stopped abruptly.

He looked up at the boulder he was about to drop, and after a second of pause, he changed into a human form, changed positions, and stood motionless on the ground.

Two seconds later, an icicle shot up from where Ning Ge was standing, freezing Ning Ge inside.

Ning Ge was sealed in ice, standing straight, with a calm and indifferent expression.

Xia Mingdong looked at it and suddenly smiled.

Ning Ge seems to have a kind of stubbornness, or he cherishes his image, even if he loses, he still has to give himself a decent posture.

As Ning Ge was frozen, the lines of writing he wrote on the air wall were slowly disappearing, just like every previous tester, they disappeared by themselves.

Xia Mingdong took out a prop.

So many points to buy, it's time to use it.

He stood beside Ning Ge and used props, and in the blink of an eye, the golden light covered the entire dungeon.

The ice on Ning Ge's body seemed to have never appeared before, and slowly melted little by little.

The state of all substances in the copy returns to 3 minutes ago.

3 minutes ago, the overwhelming attack had not yet started, and Ning Ge was about to write the last duel.

The ice on Ning Ge's body melted, and he looked at the props in Xia Mingdong's hands in surprise, but he understood what was going on in an instant, and wrote the final result directly on it, omitting the fighting process.

Avoid it perfectly.

Xia Mingdong put away the "backtracking" props bought from Zhang Chen, lazily said to Ning Ge whose writing speed had become very slow: "Believe it or not, there will be another round. Enter in twos, everyone It has to bear the stormy baptism of the most ferocious tool man on the opposite side, once when judging strength, and once when two teams confront each other, neither of them can survive, so the elimination rate of the dungeon is extremely high."

Even if it is the first person to sacrifice, tell his teammates that the tool man on the other side is very powerful, and the teammates don't need to let the tool man compete again to get the result, but in the subsequent group duel, their tool man will always have to Facing the attack of the strongest tool man on the opposite side, if they can't beat them, then they will bear the attack.

The second time cannot be avoided.

This garbage dungeon set up two death traps during the toolman competition, as if they must be killed.

Xia Mingdong said bluntly: "Actually, now I quite believe that this dungeon is related to the progress of the trial of all human beings, and it is indeed quite owed."