Tang Ling had no idea what was going on.
However, it did not mean that the others did not know that No. 41 had the best performance since the start of the first exam. He was also the most promising one.
The warriors further away from Tang Ling started to discuss softly.
One of the warriors said, "No. 41 might have the potential of a Purple Moon Warrior. His outburst means that he has Genetic Chain Potential …"
"Let's wait and see. If there's a second time, we might be able to confirm something. Even if he can't last 10 minutes, he will definitely be accepted into the First Reserved Camp. After all, it's rare to see a 15-year-old with Genetic Chain Potential. " The other warrior was much calmer, but there was unconcealable anticipation and even envy in his tone.
Genetic Chain Potential?
When Tang Ling heard the unfamiliar term, he was slightly stunned. He had been reading at his limit for the past few days and had grasped a lot of conceptual knowledge, but he had never heard of such an unfamiliar term.
On the other hand, Orston, who was standing in the front row, heard the discussion. He chuckled indifferently and spat on the ground. His eyes were filled with arrogance.
It was obvious that he was hinting that even if it was true, it was nothing.
Seconds turned into minutes.
No. 41 relied on his experience against wild beasts and all kinds of risk-taking and dodging to his limit to survive in the cage for nine and a half minutes.
However, in the last half minute, No. 41 had reached his limit. His running and dodging speed were a lot slower.
Fortunately, pythons were cold-blooded animals, so endurance was not its forte.
After almost 10 minutes of hunting, its movements were a lot slower and it started to get anxious.
However, the burning hunger made it unwilling to give up on the prey in front of it. Therefore, the hunt was still going on. What was left was a battle of willpower.
25 seconds.
15 seconds.
The whole iron cage and even the whole Safety Sector No. 17 echoed with No. 41's heavy panting. The big screen of the broadcast recorded every single sound perfectly.
"We're about to win. We should be able to dodge it this time, right?" Just as there were less than 10 seconds left,
When there were less than 10 seconds left on the timer, No. 41 was forced to his limit again.
The green-scaled black-ringed python launched its final attack.
Since No. 41 had already dodged to his limit three times, everyone assumed that it was a reasonable move.
However, to everyone's surprise, the Green-scaled Black-ringed Python's persistence finally paid off. It bit No. 41 and seized the opportunity to coil its body around him.
The entire Glory Square was in an uproar. Even the magical No.41 had failed?
However, Tang Ling did not think so.
He knew that Number 41 had won. Although he did not perform extreme dodging, the moment he was entangled, he performed an action that was as fast as extreme dodging.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Green-Scaled Black-ringed Python coiled around him and shrank its body, he bent down and grabbed its tail with all his strength.
As expected, in less than three seconds, the Green-scaled Black-ringed Python had completely wrapped itself around No. 41.
In the next second, the snake's body would expand, and Number 41 would be minced into pieces.
Number 41, on the other hand, stuck his thumb into a certain part of the serpent's tail with great difficulty.
"What the f * ck, is this an explosion?" Orston had taken out another apple and was munching on it. When he saw the scene, he could not help but curse and spat out a few pieces of apple crumbs.
The short guy beside Tang Ling quietly gulped a few more mouthfuls of saliva.
Dong! A deafening bell chime echoed throughout the entire Glory Square. When someone lasted for more than 10 minutes, someone would ring the bell in front of the castellan's statue to announce their victory.
At the same time, the Green-scaled Black-ringed Python that was entangling No. 41 suddenly let go of him and fell to the ground in a daze.
A heavy thud later, the crowd gasped again.
Did the Green-scaled Black-ringed Python know that No. 41 had lasted for more than 10 minutes and decided to give up?
It was expected, so Tang Ling was not surprised at all.
As the reptile at the top of the food chain, pythons did not have any fatal weakness.
Its only weakness was its anus. When a foreign object invaded its anus, its muscles would unconsciously loosen up and it would lose its strength to coil around the python.
That was the reason why No. 41 grabbed the python's tail. At the last moment, he even used extreme dodging speed just for this moment.
"Open the door," said the instructor. Although the danger was temporarily averted, he did not want No. 41, the star of hope, to get hurt.
The warrior guarding the door opened the door quickly. As soon as he entered, Number 41 pounced on the green black-ringed python.
He lay on the back of the Green Black-ringed Python and strangled its neck.
What else was he doing? The crowd was confused, including Tang Ling.
However, No. 41 did not explain. He pulled the T-baton from the warrior's waist, gripped it tightly, and started to smash the python's head.
The python started to struggle violently. It was obviously not something No. 41 could handle.
"Help him," the instructor ordered calmly with an appreciative smile on his face.
The two warriors who had entered naturally obeyed the order and tightly controlled the Green-scaled Black-ringed Python.
No. 41 was like a bloodthirsty madman. He did not reject the warrior's help. He mercilessly smashed the python's head again and again until the python's head was smashed to pieces.
Only then did he stand up, wipe his T-rod clean, and return it to the warrior beside him with a shy and fearful expression.
Everyone was stunned, including Orston who was munching on his apple. His gaze at No. 41 had a tinge of fear.
"Why are you doing this? Do you think it's easy to capture these beasts in the Safety Sector? "The instructor walked into the iron cage, his tone indecipherable.
No. 41's head was still lowered. The blood that splashed on his face from smashing the python's head was still dripping.
"Look up and answer me." The instructor's tone was suddenly strict.
Number 41 raised his head. This was the first time everyone saw his face so clearly. He had black hair and black eyes, but his facial features were chiseled. His face was dark and yellow due to malnutrition, but his eyes were deep and cold, making him look like he was not a weakling.
"If you want to live, you can't be merciful to your enemies. A real battle will determine life and death. "No. 41's voice was not loud. After he finished, he blushed and quickly lowered his head.
However, his words were acknowledged by everyone. The crowd agreed with him from time to time. It was how the era worked.
Was Safety Sector No. 17 able to exist peacefully until now built on mercy?
"Very good." The instructor nodded in admiration. He then asked, "What's your name?"
"Amir," answered No. 41. It was a typical name for the Amir people. Their footprints were all over the West Rising Continent and the North Qiu Continent in the old civilization.
Judging from his appearance, Amir fit the characteristics of the Amir people.
As a matter of fact, Safety Sector No. 17 was a place where almost all the races of the old civilization gathered. It was hard to imagine what the people of the old civilization had gone through to fuse together and build the Safety Sector.
The mystery of how this era came into being was deeply rooted in his heart and could not be erased.
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