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Chapter 12 Honghualang

The distance of 800 meters is neither long nor short. It was originally a middle-distance running event in track and field competitions.

Normal human physical fitness cannot support the burst of speed for the entire 800-meter distance. It requires rhythm control and certain tactics.

But now there are many testers among humans who have strengthened their bodies. For these testers, rhythm and tactical arrangements are not so important.

A tester who is physically strong enough can even sprint almost the entire distance like an ordinary person running a hundred meters.

Li Xiu definitely couldn't reach that level, so he could only control his rhythm and breathing, follow most of the latter sections, and wait for the right opportunity to sprint.

The administrators are basically in the head team, and Bandit and other people with stronger physical fitness are in the second echelon.

Li Xiu is in the last echelon. There are more than forty people in this echelon, all of whom are relatively weak in physical fitness. They are not much stronger than ordinary people, and some are even worse than ordinary people.

An ordinary skinny young man who ran at the end fell to the ground due to nervousness before he could run very far.

He didn't even think about getting up and continuing to chase. He lay there and watched the person in front of him go away, his eyes full of despair.

Li Xiu is not a cold-blooded person, but in this kind of trial, he has no ability to help others, so it is good to be able to save his own life.

The administrator who was about to break the legs of Li Xiu and Bandit had already fallen down near the starting line. He stumbled up and tried to catch up, but failed to get up several times. It was hard to tell what was happening on his bloody face.

His expression and eyes were full of regret and despair that could not be concealed.

"What is the meaning of the trial? Where did the door of trial come from, and who is controlling all of this?" This question not only troubles Li Xiu, but is also a common problem for the entire human race. So far, no one has

Research to understand what the Gate of Trials is.

The head echelon has entered the sprint stage, half a circle faster than the last echelon. Among the latter echelons, more and more people at the end are giving up out of despair, stopping in place dejectedly, or even breaking down and crying.

Li Xiu maintained his own pace and was always at the top of the last echelon, waiting for the final sprint.

Finally, when the distance was reached where Li Xiu could sprint with all his strength, the finish line was within sight. Li Xiu began to exert force, speed up in a straight line, and launched the final sprint.

The moment Li Xiu just picked up his speed, a leg suddenly stretched out from the track next to him and angled in front of Li Xiu.

This leg was stretched just right, right at the point where Li Xiu was picking up speed, and it was also the moment when Li Xiu had just raised his left leg.

If it were an ordinary person, completely focused on the competition, and the distance is so close, in this sudden situation, he would definitely be tripped down, and if he tried to get up and sprint, he would probably not have time to catch up with the person in front.

But Li Xiu reacted in an instant. His left foot, which had been raised to move forward, was raised again. He exerted force on his right leg at the same time, and used a hurdle-like movement to cross the diagonally stretched leg.

, he adjusted his rhythm a few steps after landing, continued to use force to increase his speed, and rushed towards the finish line with all his strength.

Originally, Li Xiu should have been able to finish above the 45th place from the bottom, but his rhythm was slightly affected and he crossed the finish line in the 39th place from the bottom.

"Who is that guy?" Li Xiu stared at the young man not far away and asked the bandit who was walking by.

"I don't know him. I haven't seen him before. He's not the same person I tried with last time, and I haven't seen him among the administrators." A bandit also saw the scene where Li Xiu was tripped just now, and she was also paying attention to that person.

The young man didn't recognize who he was.

"Oh!" Li Xiu looked at the man.

He looks to be in his twenties, with a tall and muscular build, slender eyes, and a little curly hair. I don't know if it is naturally curly or if it was permed the day after tomorrow.

The man was also looking at Li Xiu. When he saw Li Xiu sizing him up, he smiled at Li Xiu. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand in a gun gesture, with one eye open and one eye closed.

Li Xiu made a shooting motion.

"The trial is over, rewards are distributed, and cleanup begins..."

As the thirty-first person from the bottom crossed the finish line, the cold voice sounded again.

Just hearing the sound of Peng, the bracelets of the thirty people who failed to cross the finish line exploded at the same time, blowing them to pieces.

Thirty human lives were all lost in such an instant. The lives cherished by civilized society were harvested here like nothing.

The 62 people who completed the test each received a magic core as a reward. At the same time, the sting of the injection came from the bracelet, and their bodies were strengthened again.

Li Xiu felt as if his whole body had been washed by a stream of heat. His muscles, which were originally sore after running 800 meters, regained their vitality in an instant. After the pain, he felt indescribably comfortable.

When choosing whether to enter the second round of trials, Li Xiu decisively took off his bracelet and chose to give up.

After all, he is only the strongest magician, not the strongest trialer. There is no need to persevere in trials that are uncertain.

After he came out, the people guarding outside took away the magic core from Li Xiu's hand and recorded it on the eucalyptus, saying that when he came out, he would be paid double the price.

Li Xiu originally wanted to wait here for the bandit and the man to come out, but he was escorted back to the room by the soldiers.

Li Xiu recalled the man's appearance, but couldn't remember when he had seen such a man.

"He shouldn't be a manager, otherwise the bandit would not recognize him. If he was a tester who was sent here, and I had never offended him, why would he attack me and be so provocative? Could it be that he was someone I offended outside?

?" Li Xiu quickly rejected this idea.

He has been tested by magic costume masters since he was a child and has no contact with outsiders at all. Only a handful of people know him.

At least the identity of the magic costumer, not many people know that he is the magic costumer titled "God".

Because magic costumers themselves are relatively fragile and can be easily assassinated, most magic costumers will not reveal their true identity in front of others.

Even when he controls the magic equipment and goes into battle, he always uses a code name.

Li Xiu's original codename was "Honghualang", but because of his outstanding performance later, he was called "God". On the contrary, not many people knew the real codename "Honghualang".

So even if someone wants to kill "God", the world's number one magician, not many people know that "God" is Li Xiu.

Moreover, Li Xiu has not told anyone that he will come to the Abyss Base, so it is even less likely to be an enemy from outside.

"Since no one outside wants to kill me, who else wants to kill me inside this base?" Li Xiu thought secretly in his heart.

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