"What the hell is going on?" Tang Ling sprinted as his heart was filled with doubts.
His Precise Instinct told him that he had been running for almost three minutes, and with his speed, he had not even reached the end of the corridor. How long was the corridor?
Could it be a hundred kilometers long? Tang Ling's heart almost exploded. How could it be a hundred kilometers? No matter how he looked at it, the first floor of the Nirvana Tower should not be that big because the tower was upside down! The first floor was the smallest.
What did it mean for Tang Ling to run for three minutes? As a top-tier pre-Purple Moon Warrior, his speed was faster than the cheetahs of the old civilization.
It was not an exaggeration to say that if Tang Ling ran at full speed, he could run 10 kilometers! Of course, he could not maintain his extreme speed for three minutes, but running eight kilometers was not a problem at all.
So …
Did he get lost without a sound? Or did he run into the old civilization's legendary Ghost Hits the Wall?
It should not be like this! The corridor was circular, and as he ran, the curve would change. Based on his observation and calculation, he had run more than one round. He had run a total of nine rounds, which meant that he was not lost at all. Running into a wall in a ghost's head was just nonsense!
If that was the case, where was the door?
Left with no other choice, Tang Ling continued running on the circular track. He did not know that most of the young geniuses would reach the entrance after three or four rounds.
Han Xing had run seven rounds and entered the battle zone.
Lancaster had run seven and a half rounds and entered the space he should face.
Fatty, who was suffering from a split personality disorder, somehow made it to the eighth round. Then, he fearfully entered his own battlefield.
The last one was Liszt. On the ninth round, the Battle Gate also appeared.
**
"That's why Liszt was considered a top-notch seedling even in his most glorious era." Ya looked at Liszt and saw that he had finally lit up one of the totems. When the Nirvana Gate that belonged to him appeared, he felt a sense of comfort in his heart and hope grew.
He was not being biased. With his position, he should not be biased. Instead, he should prioritize development because no one could predict a person's future.
Only Kun broke the rules and sided with Tang Ling as if he was bewitched.
With that thought in mind, Ya looked at Kun with a dissatisfied gaze. Truth be told, Liszt's reaction only made Ya feel that his judgment was right.
"Don't look at me like that. It's very annoying." Kun furrowed his brows and glanced askance at Ya. His finger tapped the book and an ancient-looking book with luxurious decorations appeared before his eyes.
He flipped through the pages, and finally, the totem image lit up by Liszt appeared.
The giant was nearly 10 meters tall, and its skin was pale yellow like the earth. There were many cracks on its body, forming a pattern that looked very mysterious.
The front of its face was very similar to that of a human, but the back of its head was a transparent crystal. This crystal looked as if it had been cut by a top-notch craftsman. It looked full of a strange kind of beauty, shining brightly.
This creature didn't have any hair, but it had two tentacles on top of its head. They drooped down and extended all the way to its heels.
"According to our language, this race should be called the King Race? Not bad, they had already stepped into the category of the higher races. Hmm, based on the records, there are only 2,173 people who can awaken them. "Kun flipped through the pages quickly and spat out a series of information.
"The King Race. Even though it's been a long time, I still remember this race. They're really famous … "Ya sounded like he was praising, but his tone was not friendly, so it was inevitable for others to speculate.
However, Kun replied with the same tone and a little more mockery, "Who wouldn't remember them?
But it's good. The Nirvana Tower is really exciting. Think about Liszt's talent. The corresponding King Race complements him.
"See? Isn't there hope? At this stage, there's already someone who can awaken the King Race. "
Kun's excitement and excitement did not go away, and he was very talkative.
Ya did not reply. Instead, he furrowed his brows.
"How long is Tang Ling going to run? Did the Nirvana Tower lose its effect on him? "
"Hmph." Kun smiled but did not say anything. As a matter of fact, his heart was a little anxious.
Impossible! Tang Ling could not possibly awaken another race at this stage! It was not like the Nirvana Tower could not match a person, but it did not mean that the person's talent was so high that the Nirvana Tower could not measure it.
It could only mean one thing: there was something wrong with Tang Ling's talent structure. It was like a paradox that could not be established, hence the lack of a match.
In other words, no matter how high Tang Ling's talent was, he would eventually collapse, and the collapse would happen when he reached a certain age.
The reason why Ya asked the question was because he had the same question. Tang Ling's performance was a little heaven-defying, but the Perfect Genetic Chain … There were more unstable factors and secrets behind it.
Didn't Ya understand Kun's bias a little earlier?
**
So, how long do I have to run? *
Tang Ling's heart was almost numb. His Precise Instinct was still running, telling him that he had run almost 12 laps.
Halfway through the laps, he also suspected that there was no entrance to this place. Should he open the windows or something?
However, the windows could not be opened. No matter how hard Tang Ling tried, the windows would not budge at all!
Tang Ling could even hear strange noises coming from inside. It sounded like the wind blowing across the wilderness or the roar of a wild beast in the middle of the wilderness!
But so what? Tang Ling was left with no other choice. He even used the Blood Bulrush Sword and released the war seed, but nothing worked!
All he could do was continue running. While he was running, things did change.
For example, the high-tech patterns on the right side of the wall increased, but the totem patterns that represented a certain kind of strange creature decreased. When he reached the 11th laps, there were only two totem patterns on the wall.
"Will there be no more totem patterns in the end? Is this a good thing? Do I have to run until there are no more totem patterns to find a way in? " Five minutes had passed. Based on his Precise Instinct, Tang Ling was astonished to realize that the diameter of the circular passage had gotten bigger as he ran further.
How is this possible? Did I enter the second level directly?
Under the shock, many speculations popped up in Tang Ling's mind.
Based on his calculations, he finished the 11th laps and officially stepped into the 12th laps.
For some reason, the moment he stepped into the 12th laps, he felt an unknown pressure and a huge grudge. Behind the grudge was a trace of fear.
Tang Ling was sure that the feeling did not come from him. It was like an ancient memory that was carved into his soul. Once he was triggered by something, the feeling would grow from the bottom of his heart and it would be hard to get rid of it.
However, what was it that triggered this feeling? Tang Ling furrowed his brows tightly. Out of instinct, he looked at the wall on his right.
At this time, most of the wall had become blank, with only a few mysterious lines on it.
The mystical patterns felt strangely familiar to Tang Ling, but he could not remember where he had seen them before.
On top of that, he could not look at the patterns and think about anything. Once he did, his brain would feel dizzy!
All Tang Ling could do was stare at the patterns blankly and continue running. This time, he did not run for long before a totem pattern that represented a creature appeared before him.
What kind of creature is this? When Tang Ling saw it for the first time, a single word popped up in his heart uncontrollably — perfect!
The creature had a face that was similar to a human's. Its head was bigger than a human's, but it was reasonable considering its body size.
It was around 3 meters tall with slender limbs and silver patterns on its body. It was beautiful and the size of its facial features did not make one uncomfortable.
Of course, it was difficult to judge whether a completely different species was beautiful or ugly, but its appearance was just right.
Other than that, there were many other details! The details were very different from a human's as if it was compensating for the flaws in the evolution of a human's body.
However, it did not feel like the most perfect fighting form in the movies of the old civilization, the alien.
Regardless, the creature was indescribable and there was a pair of folded wings on its back.
Tang Ling looked at it blankly. He realized that even though he had used a lot of words, he still could not see the creature's face clearly.
However, at that very moment!
The creature's eyes glowed red and shone brightly.
Tang Ling's heart was boiling at the sight of the totem. A deep-rooted hatred rose in his heart, making him want to draw the Blood Bulrush Sword from his back and destroy the totem!
However, Tang Ling did not do so. His instinct told him that this confusing run was coming to an end and this was his chance.
With that in mind, Tang Ling mustered all his willpower to suppress the hatred in his heart and continued running.
As expected, after he sprinted at full speed for 20 seconds, a giant door appeared on his right.
Phew! Tang Ling heaved a long breath of relief. He did not even have the time to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He stopped in front of the door and started to size it up.
In the middle of the door was the creature from the totem pattern. Other than that, beside the creature, there were several unfamiliar words arranged vertically.
Tang Ling did not recognize the words. He also did not know that other than the door that he was facing, the other doors did not have such words.
What did the words mean?
**
At the same time, Ya stood up and the chair behind him cracked from the force.
"One and a half floors! No, he will die! "
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