Global Trial

Such things as beating the trial officer are familiar once, and even Cen Heng became very excited this time, and even took the initiative to ask: "What about the plan, what should we do?"

Xia Mingdong put on his glasses, as if he was thinking about 17 seriously.

Seeing the glasses, 17 said indifferently, "You need a long time."

Xia Mingdong thought about it for a while, and it seemed to be the case, and simply replied: "Actually, it doesn't matter what your talent is, it's pretty much the same to us anyway."

17 looked at Xia Mingdong expressionlessly, and moved his fingers.

Xia Mingdong immediately said: "We didn't violate the rules, we just stared at you, you can't attack rashly, otherwise I will definitely complain to the end."

17: "Thanks to you, some testers have learned to report and complain."

"Ham, now is the era of big reports and big complaints." Xia Mingdong calmly comforted, "Be careful."

17: "Oh."

"Actually, our request is not high." He tried to negotiate peacefully, "I just want you to shed some blood to see if the blood will melt."

17 frowned and flatly refused: "No."

"Okay." Xia Mingdong nodded, expressing that he understood, "Crying without bleeding, I understand."

17:"……"

What the hell, tears but no blood?

"In this case, let's start." Xia Mingdong stretched casually, as if he just woke up, "17's talent is very interesting, it's called compression. It can compress a square into a straight line, and a circle into a point." , crushing people into a straight line...so, be careful, don't give him the chance to lose weight for us."

Cen Heng was the first to take out the pistol, and opened the safety lock, "You say that, I don't even know if I want to shoot 17, and help me lose weight, how good it is."

Xia Mingdong laughed, and took out the props directly, "Don't, it's more effective to reduce it by yourself."

Trial officers should have turned on the triple talent, and the triple talent is applied to props, so the effect of props on the trial officer will be greatly reduced.

After the last checkpoint, Xia Mingdong also activated the triple talent and became a controllable item.

He has tried to control the range, but it is not large, it should have something to do with his talent level.

Judging from the current situation, most of the trial officers fell on the final trial. The talent level is generally a few levels higher than him, and they should also have props.

But the trial officers are generally reluctant to use props. They go together, plus various props, it is just a small hole, 17 should not resist so hard for a drop of blood, everyone should know how to adapt...

The bullet chased towards 17, and then Ren Sheng was the first to rush over, and opened his "bloody mouth" to bite 17's leg.

Ninge also rushed over with the space sword in his hand.

Cen Heng was fighting guerrilla at the side, attacking at every opportunity, while Xia Mingdong was holding props in the back, and said while holding props: "17, we just let you bleed, just a drop of blood, you don't have to act like we want Killing you is like facing a big enemy. In fact, if you cooperate, the meaning is outnumbered. You can't beat us who are more bullying than the few. It's not shameful to be stabbed by us. After all, we are gang fights , there is also a current list of No. [-]."

"As long as you cooperate, bleed a drop of blood, and give the trial system an explanation, we get the result we want, that is, hello, me, and everyone. Of course, I won't let you bleed for nothing, I will Compensate, so you get compensated and we get leads, win-win.”

17 heard Xia Mingdong's brainwashing, almost believed it, and almost laughed angrily.

He was also unambiguous, and directly took out a pure black long sword, where the long sword passed, the space could be distorted.

At the same time, Xia Mingdong and the others felt as if their bodies were being squeezed by some huge force, and it was difficult for them to breathe.

Xia Mingdong stared at the long sword in 17's hand, trying to make the long sword uncontrollable.

The crack in space passed by Cen Heng's side, instantly tearing Cen Heng's arm apart.

The long sword passed by Ren Cheng, Ren Sheng jumped up and dodged, but some of the white hair on his body was still clipped off.

Finally, the long sword stabbed at Ning Ge.

17's speed was so fast that Xia Mingdong couldn't see clearly, and Xia Mingdong couldn't see Ning Ge's speed clearly either. He could only see a black shadow passing by Cen Heng and Ren Sheng, and a huge explosion occurred in the space around them. distortion.

Xia Mingdong didn't care too much, and threw all the props that could point at the target at 17.

The space in the dungeon seemed to be constantly collapsing and reuniting, with faint fragments being shattered in it, and then disappeared into the air again, never to be seen again.

A black meteor narrowly avoids the attack range of the long sword and comes behind 17.

A silver light flashed, and Xia Mingdong saw bright red blood falling on the ground.

He immediately said: "Come back, don't be touched by 17."

17 who hasn't had time to do anything yet: "..."

If you are a professional householder like Pengci, don't blame others for Pengci.

Cen Heng and Ren Sheng ran back immediately, while Ning Ge walked unhurriedly behind them, and slowly walked back to Xia Mingdong.

17 raised his chin to indicate the blood on the ground, then stretched out his hand to look at Xia Mingdong.

Xia Mingdong glanced at the bloodstain, showing a pained expression, and slowly took out a nutritional supplement from the space, and said to 17 with a full face: "This is a supplement that I have treasured for a long time, you can use it Bar."

17 showed a rare "you're fucking kidding me" expression, "That's it?"

"Otherwise?" Xia Mingdong pointed to the three drops of blood on the ground, "Just this little blood, one nutrient supplement is enough for you, but what I gave you was the nutrient supplement I bought when I first started the trial, what will happen now? It can be regarded as an old antique, you should cherish it, after all, one is used and one is missing.”

17:"……"

It was hard for him to imagine how Xia Mingdong could say such words with confidence.

"Being a trial officer, don't be too greedy." Xia Mingdong persuaded earnestly, "Three drops of blood, you can get a nutrient potion. It's a good deal. I wouldn't give it to someone else."

17 couldn't help asking: "If it was someone else, what would you give?"

Xia Mingdong thought for a while and said, "Probably...you love me?"

17: "...hehehe."

Cen Heng, who had just healed the wound with props, said to Ren Sheng after listening: They confirmed that Xia Mingdong was telling the truth.

But in any case, the result was a 17-break anti-loss blood, which gave them research materials.

After a few minutes of verbal confrontation between you and me, 17 got an ancient nutrient supplement that was not known to be broken, and Ning Ge said, "It didn't melt."

Xia Mingdong restrained his smile and looked at 17 steadily.

17 is not afraid to look, still standing under the banyan tree, as if he has never moved.

"Remember that time in the Collection Hall?" Xia Mingdong said, "The time in the Collection Hall, the trial officer was also the material for our research. Our blood will melt, but 17's won't, or there is something wrong with 17's standing position , or there is something wrong with 17."

17 quietly listened to Xia Mingdong and the others talking, as if he didn't mind the trainees discussing themselves.

Xia Mingdong also smiled, and continued: "17, why don't you cooperate and move your position?"

17 raised his eyelids, and seemed too lazy to speak this time.

"I actually think it's not very honorable for you to be carried away by others, why don't you take the initiative to go?" Xia Mingdong tried to say, "What do you think?"

17: "Not so much."

"Then we can only continue to do it." Xia Mingdong spread his hands, "The situation is like this, if you don't cooperate, I can only continue to embarrass you."

17 sneered, "You can do whatever you want."

"But I'm curious." Xia Mingdong smiled, he didn't seem to be very anxious about the current situation, and even asked with interest: "At the very beginning, the tester was far stronger than the tester. There may be no psychological burden, or danger, but now, the strength of the testers has generally caught up, but the strength of the testers seems to have remained the same, so what will happen when the sixth and seventh levels are reached? ?”

17 said indifferently: "The sixth and seventh levels are opened at a fixed time, and the testers are different from us each time."

"What's the difference?"

"They are not full-time trial officers." When 17 said this, he paused for a moment, and his expression seemed to be darker for some reason, "They are part-time trial officers, and they are only responsible for the duties of trial officers when needed. Even if they don't want to, they can refuse the arrangement of the Chief Trial Officer."

"So free?" Xia Mingdong thought for a while and asked, "Are they real residents of the trial world?"

17 shook his head, "I won't answer your question."

Xia Mingdong: "I understand, I understand what you mean."

17 Speechless: "What do you understand?"

"It's nothing." Xia Mingdong blinked and smiled slyly, "It's fine if you understand me, don't be caught by the trial system. Alright, after chatting, we should talk about asking you to move your position."

"For the matter you cooperated so much just now, I decided to wait to make you more decent." Xia Mingdong smiled and took out a few props, "Honey, you understand what I mean."

Ning Ge did understand, he stabbed with his sword as the main force in attacking 17, while Cen Heng and Ren Sheng occasionally helped on the periphery.

Xia Mingdong kept interrupting with props: "Look, the spicy spice is coming!"

"Noise is coming!"

Every time Xia Mingdong yells, 17's heart beats up...

"The rope is coming!"

"The shield is coming!"

"BUG is coming!"

But 17 soon discovered that Xia Mingdong said he was coming, but he didn't really come. Gradually, he no longer cared about that side, only thinking that Xia Mingdong was interfering with his thoughts.

But in the next second, Xia Mingdong suddenly used all his talents to deal with him, and threw out an item.

17 dodged quickly, and when he was about to dodge Ning Ge's stabbing sword, he suddenly found that Ning Ge's left hand was holding an item at some point.

In the blink of an eye, he was frozen into an ice sculpture.

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