"Wouldn't it be nice to expect something bad from others, and to let hopeful people go further when they are doomed to fail. Besides, I think this time it will be a good opportunity. They were different from the people who came before. Turning around slightly, looking at the silver wall behind him, Liao Yingjie's slightly expectant voice came into Angola's ears.

"Different? Who are you referring to? Frowning slightly, Angola recalled the few people who went in before, and did not find anything particularly noteworthy.

"Hehe, if you only rely on yourself and don't trust others, I'm afraid you've lost your expectations of others. Your desires have filled your eyes, making you unable to see the potential of others. It's not just one person who came this time. With a slight smile, the indifference on Liao Yingjie's face was instantly melted by the smile, and Liao Yingjie, who was smiling, did not show derogatory emotions to his companions around him, but simply stated the facts he saw.

"So, who the hell are you talking about? Could it really be a different ending this time? With her brows furrowed tightly, Angola looked at Liao Yingjie. Although the personalities are different and the concepts are not compatible, Angola believes in Liao Yingjie's words and trusts his vision very much.

"The little girl before had a very large amount of pure energy hidden in her body. And the black guy who went in from the other side, made me feel a very strong sense of crisis. That junior girl of yours also seems to have some special energy in her. In addition, the magister of the human generation and the elven race may also have their own plans, and they are very closely connected, not only emotionally but also physically. Finally, the one from the Demon Clan, don't you think her previous performance is a little strange, I'm afraid she also has something to do with the little girl just now. ”

"So, you expect something from them. But it doesn't work, even if you expect them to succeed, but you can't help anything. You are just a spectator, forever staying at the peak of half a step, and if you don't enter the peak, your expectations are worthless. ”

Shaking his head, even if what Liao Yingjie said made sense, even if those people really had that potential, Angola still wouldn't expect anything from them. Because since coming here, the most Angola has seen is failure, and he does not expect anything from anyone, even himself.

"yes, it's worthless. But there are also ways to help them if they can't do it at the top. Say goodbye, Angola, and this time I'm going to start my long-lost activity. With a relaxed smile on his face, Liao Yingjie loosened his muscles and held the long sword in his hand and walked in the direction where the previous group of players left.

“…… This is a place of despair, Liao Yingjie, there is never any hope. Seeing Liao Yingjie leave, Angola turned around and walked in the other direction, and the two parted ways here.

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"That's the so-called trial, it's really simple and crude. But isn't this so-called trial too contemptible? In his heart, he had imagined countless kinds of trial situations, but when he walked in the door and saw the scene in front of him, Zhuang Xiaoyuan was still a little surprised. It's not that it's too hard to be unexpected, it's because it's too simple.

After walking through the door frame on the silver wall and pushing the door in, an empty room about the size of two basketball courts appeared in front of Zhuang Xiaoyuan, surrounded by silver walls on all sides, and only the white wooden doors were inlaid on the walls behind him and directly opposite.

There was nothing in the empty silver room, except for a heroic spirit dressed as a warrior standing in the center. When Zhuang Xiaoyuan walked in, the white wooden door behind him closed automatically, and the heroic warrior in the center of the room also raised his head, his dull eyes flickered slightly, showing the agility of human nature, and his stiff expression also relaxed, and at the same time raised the gun and sword in his hand.

'Battle Heroic Spirit - Weapon Master Lv990' In Zhuang Xiaoyuan's eyes, golden words appeared above the head of this Heroic Spirit warrior. This Heroic Spirit is a second-turn class of the warrior department-weapon master, but it has not reached the peak full level.

"No name, no hello. Isn't it a real human Heroic Spirit, so it's just an artificially created standard Heroic Spirit, and if this is a so-called trial, I'm going to laugh off my big teeth. Glancing up at the warrior spirit in the center of the room, Zhuang Xiaoyuan didn't pay attention to him, but began to look at his surroundings to see if there was anything special to care about.

"Challenger of the trial, step over from my body to a higher level." As if he didn't see Zhuang Xiaoyuan's absent-mindedness, the heroic spirit in the room held a sword in his left hand and a gun in his right hand and made an attack on Zhuang Xiaoyuan. With a kick of his foot, the weapon master holding the gun and sword had already rushed straight over, and the weapon in his hand attacked the vital point of Zhuang Xiaoyuan's body mercilessly.

"Looks like there's nothing special. So, this boring trial will just beat you? Facing the weapon master who was rushing straight forward, Zhuang Xiao walked forward gently with his steps.

Step by step, Zhuang Xiaoyuan walked directly towards the wooden door directly opposite with a relaxed pace. Approaching the weapon master, walking past him, as if nothing had happened, Zhuang Xiaoyuan still moved forward, and the weapon master continued to rush towards the goal that no one was around.

Slowly retracted, I don't know when the right hand on the handle of the knife, Zhuang Xiaoyuan pushed open the wooden door directly opposite and walked in. Behind her, a slender wound suddenly opened on the neck of the weapon master who rushed forward, and poof, the golden liquid sprayed out, and the weapon master's body rushed to the ground with the emergence of the golden liquid, and a faint golden light powder emerged from his body and merged into the surrounding silver walls.

Pushing open the second wooden door, Zhuang Xiaoyuan appeared in a space that was exactly the same as the previous room. It's just that the one standing in the center of the room is no longer a weapon master, but another second-turn profession of the warrior profession - qigong master.

"Tsk, what a boring trial. The difference between full level and below full level is not just a difference of one or two levels. No matter how many times you come, if it's just this level of goods, this kind of trial is meaningless. Frowning slightly, Zhuang Xiaoyuan quickened his pace and continued to walk towards the next room.

She could already foresee what would appear in the next room, and she was tired of this boring trick. Hurry up to the end, let her see who is the person who is hiding in the dark and watching her eyes.

Zhuang Xiaoyuan, who continued to move forward, also passed by the side of the qigong master, and there was no doubt that this qigong master followed in the footsteps of the weapon master.

(End of chapter)