Just as Han Lang was feeling suspicious, the person standing in the huge beast's mouth suddenly spoke.
"Welcome to the starting point of the Trial Competition." The black-clothed man said in a loud voice, "You are all people who don't follow the rules in the Path of the Gods, but I hope that you will learn to follow the rules here. Otherwise, you will be eliminated from the Path of the Gods, or even die."
"Unable to become stronger, unable to become a god, unable to understand the truth of the universe, I think, this is an ending that none of you are willing to accept."
"So, to make a long story short, the Trial Competition will now begin. In the first round, you need to follow me and cross this lake. You are not allowed to fly, nor are you allowed to use machinery or any other assistance. You can only swim."
"Remember, this is a competition, and also a trial. The criteria for the trial is very simple, the weak will be eliminated."
After saying that, the monster with the huge mouth began to retreat, while the black-clothed man still stood in the mouth of the huge beast, looking at the thousands of people on the shore who were being judged.
* Plop *
Some of them had already jumped into the emerald lake and swam along with the huge beast and the black-clothed man. This was the rule of the Trial Competition, and they had to follow that guy by swimming.
The lakeside was bustling with activity like dumplings. Everyone jumped into the lake and swam forward, including Han Lang.
At first, the huge beast's speed was not fast, but it became faster and faster. At the end of the line, cries for help and the sound of battle could be heard.
Han Lang had a good reserve of Origin Energy. His Origin Energy was mixed with dark energy, so whether it was endurance or explosive power, Han Lang had the capital to be proud of.
Moreover, Han Lang could also take drugs. At a critical moment, he could rely on his anti-poison physique to take a large amount of drugs and not die. This was another of Han Lang's trump cards.
Han Lang looked behind him curiously. A few people were grabbing a guy at the end of the line and pressing his head into the lake, while the captured warrior was struggling.
"Those are the executioners of the Trial Competition. They are mixed in with us and specialize in killing those who fall behind." A guy beside Han Lang said.
This guy was very interesting. He was swimming with his eyes closed and his arms were folded in his arms. Only his two legs kept swinging, and he looked like he was sleeping. His skin was very well maintained, and it was even fairer than the skin of a young girl. His facial features were also quite delicate.
Han Lang frowned and said: "Executioner? Are there many of them? "
The delicate-looking young man said, "I'm not sure. The people in the Road of the Gods have always liked to make themselves unfathomable. When I participated in the Judgement Competition, at most 70% of the participants were executioners. At the very least, there were only a dozen or so."
"The Path of the Gods has always been like this. It depends on the mood of the Gods."
Han Lang asked in surprise, "You've been judged more than once?"
The handsome young man nodded and said, "Yes, every time I break a rule, I'm sent here for trial. It's so annoying."
Han Lang's mouth twitched. So this was how the trial was like. Even if one stood out in this trial, as long as they violated the rules again, they would be sent back for a new trial.
It was hard to imagine that this guy, who looked to be around the same age as Han Lang, with delicate features, had already been tried many times.
Han Lang said with a smile, "Why are you telling me this? I don't even know you. Maybe you're one of the executioners and you're lying to me. "
The handsome guy glanced at Han Lang with disdain and said, "Indeed, we can't rule out the possibility that I'm also an executioner. As for why I'm talking to you, you can see for yourself. How many humans like us who don't have genetic mutations? This bunch of monsters. "
Han Lang looked around. There were indeed not many humans like him and this young man. As the saying went, genetic mutations brought about great power. Because the Protoss had an extra slit in their heads, they had a 100% chance of obtaining superpowers.
As for humans, because they didn't have genetic mutations, they had one less slit in their heads. The probability of activating superpowers was maintained at an extremely low one in a hundred thousand. The difference was huge.
Among the thousands of people present, there were very few purebred humans like Han Lang and the handsome young man who hadn't undergone genetic mutations. Other than Han Lang and him, the rest were all old men. It was also because of this that the handsome guy took the initiative to talk to Han Lang.
Han Lang shook his head and said in a low voice, "This universe is really f * cking f * cked up. If you want to become stronger, you have to undergo genetic mutations. However, people who undergo genetic mutations are not like humans, but more like monsters. Logically speaking, if a person becomes less like a human and more like a monster, they should feel inferior. But the situation now is that in order to become stronger, humans are eager to become monsters."
"I suspect that after a few more eras, there will no longer be humans in the universe. They will all be monsters. Because these monsters have undergone genetic mutations, they will become stronger."
"In the future, to evaluate who is more powerful in the universe, there won't be a need to compete in martial arts. Instead, it will be based on looks. Whoever looks weirder, whoever looks less like a human will be stronger. This way, it will be more convenient to compete."
"Puchi ~"
The handsome young man heard Han Lang's words and laughed. He almost drank a mouthful of the lake water.
He turned around and swam forward side by side with Han Lang. He even patted Han Lang's shoulder and said with a smile, "You are really interesting. My name is Jianjia. What about you?"
"Han Lang."
Jianjia was a bit familiar with Han Lang. He talked and laughed with him and whispered in Han Lang's ear, "Let me tell you a secret."
"What secret?" Han Lang asked curiously.
Jianjia proudly said, "In fact, humans who haven't undergone genetic mutations aren't as bad as you think. There is a law in the universe called the law of conservation of the strong."
"To put it simply, if a race is full of superpower warriors, then it will be very difficult for this race to produce a super expert. Their potential will also be very low."
"As for us humans who haven't undergone genetic mutations, although our race is very weak, there is a chance that we will have a super warrior with super potential. In the end, it will be possible for us to produce a super expert."
Han Lang understood what Jianjia meant. This was like a balance. It was difficult for a strong race to produce a super expert because they were already very strong.
However, it was possible for a weak race to produce a super expert. Because the race was too weak, they needed a super expert to maintain the balance.
Looking at Jianjia's smug face, Han Lang understood what he was thinking. He was the kind of guy who came from a weak human but had super potential.
Listening to his disdainful tone, it was as if participating in the trial was as easy as playing a game. Because of his unlimited potential, he didn't put the rules of the Path of Gods in his eyes.
Han Lang couldn't compare to such a genius. He didn't even have superpowers when he was born. Extinction of Darkness was something that Han Lang obtained by chance.
It couldn't be said that Han Lang didn't have a bit of talent, but it was more because of Han Lang's faith and the hard training that others couldn't see. Han Lang wasn't only ruthless to his enemies, he was even more ruthless to his studies and training.
As for Jianjia, he was the legendary guy who became a master by playing around. There was no helping it, this was his talent.
The trial was very boring. In the blink of an eye, a day and a night had passed. The emerald lake was still endless. The man in black who led everyone to swim began to sleep in the monster's mouth, his head resting on the monster's tongue.
"When will it end?" Han Lang frowned and asked Jianjia.
Jianjia curled his lips, "At least a week, maybe even a month or two. After all, this is the trial. Those guys in the Path of Gods hope that we will remember the lesson, so they spare no effort to torture us. They want us to not dare to disobey the rules from now on."
"A month!?" Han Lang almost shouted.
For Han Lang, time was everything!
He trained so hard that he almost didn't sleep. Every day, he was like a high-speed machine, operating at full speed.
He didn't have a month to waste in this lake. Although his physical strength was enough, his heart couldn't accept it.
Wasting time was equivalent to killing lives!
"What's the condition to end this?" Han Lang asked Jianjia.
Jianjia said, "Very simple. Whoever falls behind in the process of swimming will be killed by the executioner at the end of the line. This is like a natural elimination, until the number of people is reduced by half."
Han Lang turned his head and looked behind him. After a day and a night, there weren't many people who were killed. Because everyone was a warrior, it wasn't easy for them to fall behind.
It was estimated that after a long time, a large number of people would be eliminated. But at present, there was no sign of a large number of people being eliminated.
"Grandma!" Han Lang suddenly cursed. He stopped swimming and turned around.
Jianjia also stopped and curiously asked Han Lang, "What are you doing?"
Han Lang pressed his hand on Moon Scar and said in a deep voice, "Those executioners at the end of the line, what will happen if I kill them?"
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