Is he that weak?
That was what everyone thought, including Fei Long.
After all, it was reasonable for him to believe in Kong's conclusion.
Fortunately, Tang Ling passed the test. When the first light came on five minutes later, Fei Long thought Tang Ling would be disqualified.
"It's good that he passed. Wake him up in three minutes." Fei Long eventually made up his mind.
A Purple Moon Warrior's maximum endurance was 40 minutes, so he did not want Tang Ling to take the risk.
As a matter of fact, there were people who could last longer, but it was not within Fei Long's consideration.
'Maybe he sensed his talent, but this kid is too stubborn.' Fei Long thought. People would always give all kinds of good thoughts to those they admired.
**
Tang Ling had no idea that he was labeled as weak.
He was still floating in the mist, unwilling to give up and wanting to move forward, but he had run out of strength.
He spun around on the spot, allowing the desire and helplessness in his heart to torture him.
Another instinct told him that even if he was still in the mist, he would not be able to stay for long.
Even if they were to stay here, it would still take a lot of effort!
However, there were still a lot of things that he did not see.
Looking at the endless mist above him, Tang Ling's unwillingness was on the verge of exploding.
"Do you want to see it?"
"What?" Tang Ling was shocked.
He heard a vague and indistinct voice. The tone was so strange, but it was trying hard to express some kind of meaning to him.
The voice definitely existed, but when he looked around, there was nothing.
However, he discovered that as long as he examined the black lock, the watery mist would strangely dissipate, revealing the 'whirlpool of death'.
"Do you want to see it?"
Just when Tang Ling was thinking about what the exposed whirlpool meant, the voice sounded again. This time, the voice was a lot clearer than before.
This time, the voice was a lot clearer than before. Even though the intonation was a little ridiculous as it was muffled and inarticulate like a child who had just learned how to speak, Tang Ling understood what 'it' meant.
Instinctively, Tang Ling wanted to answer.
But his guarded heart made him open his mouth, and his words became "Who are you?"
He thought that he wouldn't get an answer, but unexpectedly, after he asked this question, he suddenly saw a beating heart in the dark distance outside the fog.
What was that?
Tang Ling did not think it was scary. He was just baffled.
However, in the next second, the beating heart actually became transparent, and he saw a seed in it.
Yes, it was a green seed. Its roots were extremely developed, and they were densely rooted in every corner of the throbbing heart.
Shouldn't it be creepy by now?
However, Tang Ling did not feel that way.
He felt that the heart and the seed were one. They were living together in perfect harmony.
Only then did this feeling rise.
Tang Ling heard the voice again. "This is me! This is me!"
Her teasing voice was accompanied by intense joy as if she was eagerly introducing herself to Tang Ling.
The words came out of nowhere, but Tang Ling suddenly realized that the one who spoke was the seed.
The moment he understood, the heart seed and everything else disappeared, and the same question came from the darkness.
"Do you want to see it?"
This time, Tang Ling felt like he had reached his limit. If he continued to hesitate, he would soon be chased out of the misty space.
Out of an unknown trust in the seed, Tang Ling discarded all other thoughts and answered, "Yes, I want to see it."
The moment his voice subsided, a powerful force came from the darkness.
It enveloped the misty area in an instant with lightning speed.
A violent wind suddenly blew.
The mist started to tremble violently, and the howling wind got stronger. Eventually, the mist could not hold on any longer. Like a piece of cloth, it was violently pulled upwards and tore all the way to the end.
He saw it! Tang Ling finally saw it!
It turned out that there were six huge black locks wrapped in the dense fog. Under the huge black locks, there was still a watery fog that sealed everything.
The watery mist seemed to be something that even the external force could not tear apart. Deep in his heart and everything that he had been through, he knew that he had to go through the mist himself to break the watery mist.
At this moment, the violent energy seemed to have exhausted all of its strength. It receded like the tide and disappeared without a trace.
The mist that had been blown away for a moment closed up again.
They had been blown away for less than half a second, but the answer had been revealed.
"What does it mean?" Tang Ling wanted to think after knowing everything, but an intense hunger assaulted him from the outside, causing him to feel dizzy.
On top of that, it seemed like the time limit was up. Tang Ling felt like he was turning illusory.
"I'm starving. I'm starving." The hunger accelerated Tang Ling's limit in the misty area.
After he got the answer, his willpower relaxed, and he had no reason to persist anymore.
Therefore, in the next second …
Behind the transparent door of the measuring machine, Tang Ling opened his eyes all of a sudden. All the memories gushed into his brain like a tidal wave.
The second round of the test, entering the genetic tester …
Tang Ling woke up from his stupor.
The first thing he felt was an overwhelming sense of hunger.
The second feeling was that his Precise Instinct was even more intense than the first round of the test and the battle with the vicious snake. It almost made his brain explode.
The third feeling …
Tang Ling saw the flying dragon's face on the transparent door.
What the hell is going on?
Tang Ling wanted to ask, but the exhaustion of his Precise Instinct prevented him from opening his mouth. Two streaks of blood flowed out from his nose and dripped to the ground.
"Are there any beauties here?" Fei Long blinked his eyes.
Orston followed behind the flying dragon. He wanted to watch the show, but when he saw Tang Ling's bloody nose, he instinctively pulled his shirt to cover his bare chest with the black sun tattoo.
"Maybe I'm too sexy. Even a man can't resist my charm. "Orston glared at Tang Ling.
"What the f * ck are you doing?" Tang Ling was glared at by Orston, so he returned the glare, but his weakness made him too lazy to do anything else.
The transparent door opened quietly.
The flying dragon took a step back while Tang Ling wiped the blood off his face. He looked at the flying dragon and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"
What the hell? The flying dragon blinked its eyes again.
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