Just when Han Lang was suspicious, the man standing in the mouth of the giant beast suddenly spoke.
"Welcome to the starting point of the trial competition." The man in black said loudly: "You are all unruly guys on the road of the gods, but I hope that you learn to obey the rules here, otherwise you will be eliminated Go out of the way of the gods, and even die."
"You can't become stronger, you can't become a god, and you can't understand the truth of the universe. I think this is the ending that none of you are willing to accept."
"So to make a long story short, the trial match starts now. In the first match, you need to follow me across this lake. You are not allowed to fly, you are not allowed to use machinery or any other power, you can only swim."
"Remember, this is a competition, and it is also a trial. The standard of the trial is very simple, the weak will be eliminated."
After finishing speaking, the monster with the huge mouth began to retreat, while the man in black was still standing in the mouth of the monster, looking at the thousands of judged on the shore.
poof~
Some reacted quickly and jumped into the emerald lake water, following the giant beast and the man in black to swim. This is the rule of the trial match, to follow the guy by swimming.
The shore of the lake was as lively as dumplings. Everyone jumped into the lake and swam forward, and Han Lang was among them.
At first, the giant beast's speed was not fast, but it became faster and faster, and there were sounds of calling for help and fighting at the end of the line.
Han Lang had a good reserve of source power, and his source power was mixed with dark power, so no matter his endurance or explosive power, Han Lang had something to be proud of.
Moreover, Han Lang could also take drugs. At the critical moment, relying on his anti-drug physique to take a lot of drugs and survive, this was another of Han Lang's trump cards.
Han Lang looked behind him curiously. Several people were grabbing a guy at the end of the line and pushing his head into the lake, while the captured soldier was struggling.
"Those are the executioners in the trial competition. They hang out among us and specialize in murdering those who are behind." A guy next to Han Lang said.
This guy is so funny, he swims backstroke with his eyes closed. With both hands in his arms, only two legs kept swinging. It looked like he was sleeping, and his skin was well maintained. The skin is more crystal clear and fairer than that of a young girl, and her facial features are quite delicate.
Han Lang frowned and said, "Executioners? Are there many?"
The handsome young man said: "I don't know, the road of the gods always likes to make themselves unpredictable. When I participate in the trial competition, at most 70% of them are executioners, and at least there are only a dozen or so That's all."
"Things on the road of the gods have always been like this, it depends on the mood of the gods."
Han Lang was surprised and asked, "Have you been tried more than once?"
The handsome young man nodded and said, "Well, it's annoying to be sent to trial every time I violate the rules."
Han Lang curled his lips. It turns out that the trial is like this. Even if you stand out from this trial, if you violate the rules again, you will be sent to a new trial.
hard to imagine. This handsome guy, who looked about the same age as Han Lang, had been tried many times.
Han Lang smiled and said, "Why did you tell me this? I don't know you, maybe you are also one of the executioners, and you came to lie to me on purpose."
The handsome guy glanced at Han Lang out of the corner of his eye, with some disdain in his eyes, and said, "I can't rule out that I'm also an executioner. As for why I'm talking to you, see for yourself, how many humans are there without genetic mutations like us? Help the monster."
Han Lang looked around. There are indeed not many human beings like myself and this young man. As the saying goes, genetic mutations bring great power, and the Protoss has an extra slit in the forehead. So it has 100% ability to acquire superpowers.
However, because humans do not have genetic mutations, there is a gap in their heads missing, and the probability of superpower activation remains extremely low at one in 100,000, which is a huge gap.
Among the thousands of people present, like Han Lang and the handsome boy, they were purebred humans who had not undergone genetic mutations. There were only a few of them, except for Han Lang and him, the rest were old men. It was for this reason that the handsome guy took the initiative to talk to Han Lang.
Han Lang shook his head, and said in a low voice: "This universe is so fucking fucked up. If you want to become stronger, you need genetic mutations, but people after genetic mutations are not like humans, but more like monsters. According to logic , a person becomes less like a human and more like a monster, they should feel inferior, but now the situation is that human beings all aspire to become monsters in order to become stronger."
"I doubt very much that in some epochs, there will be no more humans in the universe, it will be all monsters, because these monsters have undergone genetic mutations, so they are stronger."
"From now on in the universe, there is no need to judge who is more powerful. You don't need to compete. Just look at the appearance. Whoever looks weirder and who looks less like a human will be stronger. It's more convenient to compare."
Puff~
The handsome young man laughed when he heard what Han Lang said, and almost took a sip of the unpalatable lake water.
He turned around and swam forward side by side with Han Lang. He patted Han Lang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You are so interesting. My name is Jian Jia. How about you?"
"Han Lang."
Jian Jia was a little familiar. He chatted with Han Lang and whispered in Han Lang's ear, "I'll tell you a secret."
"What secret?" Han Lang asked curiously.
Jian Jia proudly said: "Actually, humans without genetic mutations are not as bad as you imagine. There is a law in the universe called the law of conservation of the strongest."
"To put it simply, if a race is full of super fighters, then it will be difficult for this race to produce superpowers, and their potential is also low."
"And those of us who have not undergone genetic mutations, although the race is very weak, have a chance to produce fighters with super potential, and eventually may produce super strong people."
Han Lang understood Jian Jia's meaning. It was like a kind of balance. It was difficult for a strong race to produce a super strong, because they were already very strong.
However, weak races may have superpowers, because the race is too weak and needs superpowers to balance.
Seeing Jian Jia's smug little fox, Han Lang understood what he was thinking. He was the kind of guy who came from weak humans but possessed super potential.
Listening to his disdainful tone when speaking, participating in the trial is as simple as playing a game, because the potential is unlimited, and he doesn't pay attention to the rules of the path of the gods.
For such a genius, Han Lang is incomparable. He didn't even have superpowers when he was born, and the disappearance of darkness was acquired by Han Lang by chance the day after tomorrow.
It can't be said that Han Lang has no talent at all, but it depends more on Han Lang's belief and hard practice that others can't see. Han Lang is not only cruel to his enemies, but also more cruel to his own studies and cultivation.
As for Jian Jia, he is the guy in the legend who can become a master at just playing. There is no way, this is talent.
The trial match was very boring. A day and a night passed in a blink of an eye, and the emerald lake was still endless. The man in black who led everyone to swim began to sleep in the monster's mouth, with his head resting on the monster's tongue.
"When will it end?" Han Lang frowned and asked Jian Jia.
Jian Jia curled her lips, "It will take at least a week, maybe even a month or two, after all, this is a trial, and those guys on the Path of the Gods want us to remember the lesson, so they spared no effort to torture us, and want us to continue from now on. Don’t dare to disobey the rules.”
"One month!?" Han Lang almost shouted.
For Han Lang, time is everything!
He practiced so hard, barely slept, and was running at full speed like a high-speed machine every day.
He didn't spend a month in this lake. Although his physical strength was enough to support him, he couldn't accept it in his heart.
To waste time is to murder life!
"What are the conditions for the end?" Han Lang asked Jian Jia.
Jian Jia said: "It's very simple. Whoever falls behind in the swimming process will be killed by the executioner at the end of the line. This is like a natural elimination until the number is reduced by half."
Han Lang turned his head and looked behind him. After a day and a night, not many people were killed, because everyone was a fighter, and it was not so easy for them to lose track of the team.
It is estimated that after a long time, mass elimination may come, but at present, there is no sign of mass elimination.
"Grandma!" Han Lang suddenly cursed, stopped swimming, and turned around.
Jian Jia also stopped, and asked Han Lang curiously, "What are you going to do?"
Han Lang put one hand on the Moon Scar and said in a deep voice, "Those executioners who are trailing at the end of the line, what will happen if I kill them?" (To be continued.)