It was a dead whirlpool.
He could not describe what was before his eyes. Therefore, Tang Ling racked his brain to come up with a word.
When he reached the black giant lock and pushed the mist away, he saw something like this.
It should have been a whirlpool in the water or even a spinning galaxy. It should have been filled with life and energy.
However, it was still as if it had been frozen for thousands of years.
Other than a dead whirlpool, Tang Ling really could not think of a better word to describe it.
"Does it have something important to do with me? Is it the truth that I've been searching for? "Tang Ling looked at the strange thing before his eyes and thought instinctively.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the huge black lock hanging at the top.
Tang Ling had a feeling that if he broke the black lock, the whirlpool might come to life.
However, there was no other way.
The black lock looked sturdy and unshakable.
In order to break it, he would have to break all the black chains that he saw earlier.
Tang Ling did not know why he had such a thought, but it was more like his instinct.
"Fine, I'll break it in the future," Tang Ling told himself. That was what Tang Ling told himself. He did not try to do the impossible like touching the black lock. Instead, he chose to move forward.
The whirlpool might be the truth that he was searching for, but it was not everything.
Only by moving forward could he uncover everything.
Then, Tang Ling continued to move forward alone in the quiet mist.
Then, he saw the second black lock. Under the black lock was the same as before, a dead vortex.
He moved forward again.
The third black lock appeared.
It was still the same whirlpool under the black lock. Nothing had changed.
Tang Ling felt tired after reaching this point.
As a matter of fact, every step he took in the mist felt like he was using his Precise Instinct. It was exhausting.
If it were not for the strong desire in his heart, Tang Ling did not think he could last until he saw the second black lock.
However, the mist was endless, and neither was the black chain.
Should I give up? Tang Ling had no answer. He floated on the spot, reaching his limit. He did not even have the strength to take another step forward.
**
Fei Long furrowed his brows.
Yang Kong was a little confused, but overall, he was calm.
Orston yawned out of boredom.
Yu was already daydreaming. Who knew what he was thinking? Judging from his expression, he was no longer concerned about Tang Ling's outcome.
The other candidates also waited according to the rules. Only the short Andy would look at Tang Ling from time to time with his eyes closed in the machine. His expression would show a sense of concern, sympathy, or even anticipation.
"Leader Wyvern …" Orston called out loudly.
Yang Kong turned to Orston and said coldly, "Don't be rude. Call me Leader."
"Alright, Wyvern Leader. Why don't we wake this kid up? It's been half an hour. What other changes could there be? "Orston mumbled.
"This is against the rules," Fei Long rejected Orston without any hesitation.
He was not in a good mood. He did not expect Tang Ling's test result to be like this.
The visualization diagram appeared in three seconds.
One second of meditation.
However, it took a full five minutes for the first light to come on.
The second light took eight minutes.
The third light took thirteen minutes.
Then, he would continue to meditate like he was doing now. Perhaps the fourth lamp would light up after twenty minutes?
Even Fei Long himself found the thought hilarious.
It was impossible. No one could meditate for more than 40 minutes at a time. Even those who became Purple Moon Warriors could not take that long.
The main reason was that the brain could not endure the extreme concentration of the spirit.
Moreover, according to the rules, the more outstanding one's talent was, the more obvious it would be, so it would not take that long.
Tang Ling's situation was strange.
According to the common explanation, if one's talent was passable but took a long time, it would be a sign of poor spirit, hence the poor sense of the body.
Otherwise, it would be a terrible talent and the manifestation would be blurry and blurry. Regardless of how powerful one's spirit was, it would take a lot of time to search.
In short, from the looks of it, neither explanation could explain Tang Ling's situation. Although Fei Long leaned towards the second explanation, it would be a terrible talent.
However, was a three-star talent considered bad?
It was definitely not outstanding. He was at the bottom of the First Reserved Camp, but in the entire Safety Sector No. 17, anyone who could enter the First Reserved Camp was considered a genius.
It was extremely contradictory.
On top of that, what the hell was Tang Ling's spirit? If he followed the first explanation, what was the three seconds of astonishment? Was it an illusion?!
"There's a situation like this." Yang Kong was not idle at the moment. Instead, he was reading a lot of information.
After he came up with a reasonable explanation, he called Fei Long over and whispered to him softly so that only the two of them could hear him.
"What is it?" As a matter of fact, one's admiration for a person was not built on one's ability or a certain shining point or a certain temperament.
Even though Fei Long was a little disappointed, it had nothing to do with his admiration for Tang Ling. He just hoped that Tang Ling could perform as valiantly as he did in the first exam.
Therefore, he was a little anxious when he asked.
"You know, the so-called Genetic Chain Talent refers to the limit of a person's potential. It's just that the limit has to be broken one by one, and every time a limit is reached, a node … "Yang Kong explained slowly.
Fei Long interrupted impatiently, "Get to the point."
As the leader of the Purple Moon Warriors, how could he not know the basics?
Yang Kong glared at Fei Long. "Can't you be more patient with me?"
Fei Long was rendered speechless.
After Fei Long was embarrassed, Yang Kong continued, "What I'm trying to say is that the three-star talent is real, but the growth rate is poor. However, the growth rate is poor, so the characteristics displayed by each rank of the innate talent are vague, resulting in this kind of performance. "
"That's the most reasonable explanation." Yang Kong then adjusted his glasses.
He was a serious and rational seeker of knowledge and a researcher, so he needed a logical and verifiable answer.
Therefore, after going through a lot of precious information and getting at least five real cases, he told Fei Long his theory.
Even so, the slight trace of confusion on Yang Kong's face did not go away.
On the transparent door, the light that belonged to Tang Ling was still on.
It was silvery-white. It was an unusually bright silvery-white, but there were no other colors mixed in. There was not even the color that represented the spirit that Tang Ling expected.
If there was anything special about it, it was the silvery-white that was very eye-catching.
It was this silvery-white color that was extremely dazzling, pure, and pure.
It looked like it had surpassed the silvery-white range and looked like a shiny platinum.
So what? According to the rules of logic, as long as the color did not change, it did not mean anything.
Silvery-White was silvery-white, the most common form of talent.
Silver-white, iron-black, reddish-gold … Yang Kong repeated the Genetic Chain Chromatogram in his mind.
It did not match! It was still within the lowest tier of silvery-white.
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