Finally, when Tang Wentian was about to fall down, the red light path came to an end.
He sat on the ground after running out of the red light path, took a deep breath, and then lay down on the track again, complaining: "I used to think I was a good runner, and my specialty was running, but now... I hate running!"
At this time, several more trial-takers rushed out of the red light path. One of the female trial-takers immediately fell to the ground, retching continuously. Another trial-taken participant simply fell down and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.
Wuming glanced at the other trial participants, then smiled and said, "The red track just now actually tests the most basic practices of practitioners, such as the quality of energy, energy control, and energy recovery speed. It actually has nothing to do with running."
His control over energy is extremely perfect, so he can utilize energy every time it is drained and then replenished. Otherwise, he would not be much better than Tang Wentian now.
Most of the trial participants who run fast are the type with fast energy recovery speed.
After resting for more than ten minutes, Wuming and Tang Wentian continued running.
Suddenly, Tang Wentian got a prop and said in surprise: "There are such props!!!"
"What prop?" Wuming asked curiously, looking at the gun in Tang Wentian's hand.
Tang Wentian explained: "This item is called the No. 1 Position Swapping Gun. All I have to do is shoot forward. After the bullet hits the No. 1, my position will be swapped with the No. 1's."
"Sure enough, the number one is easy to target." Wuming said after hearing this.
Tang Wentian hesitated, not knowing whether he should use this gun. He looked at Wuming, who suggested, "I think you should forget it. What if you just become the first place and someone else gets the first place imprisonment gun, or the first place stun gun, or the last trialist also gets this gun? Wouldn't you be the last place in a minute?"
"That's right. The first bird to stick its head out gets shot. Whoever wants to be the first can take it." Tang Wentian said.
Wuming suddenly burst into laughter and said, "You really believed it."
"Eh???" Tang Wentian had a confused expression.
Wuming said, "Are you tired?"
"Of course I'm tired. I'm so exhausted. I ran everywhere in the last level, and I ran everywhere in this level. Lord Wuming, to be honest, I've never hated running so much in my life." Tang Wentian immediately complained bitterly.
Wuming smiled and said, "What are you waiting for? Quickly swap places with the first place and then rest where you are."
"Hiss, yes, why didn't I think of it." Tang Wentian reacted immediately.
He didn't want to be the first, so after swapping positions with the first and staying where he was, the second place would naturally replace him as the first. He could also buy plenty of time to rest, and then continue running after Wuming caught up.
"Then Lord Wuming, I'll go first." Tang Wentian said excitedly.
Wuming nodded and said with a smile: "Go ahead, have a good rest."
Then he watched Tang Wentian fire a shot, and a moment later he disappeared out of thin air. On another runway, a short, mean-looking trial-taker appeared out of thin air.
The other party was stunned for a moment, and then accelerated madly.
"interesting."