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Volume 2: One thought becomes a devil, one thought becomes a Buddha Chapter 238 Interesting

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    The two people, who were the only top organizational experts, stood up from their seats and walked out of the door in unison.  But when they passed by Han Lin, one of them took a deep look at Han Lin and said in a deep voice: "Don't make too much of a fuss." After that, they turned and left.  Han Lin did not stop him. Only a true master can figure out the way.  There are Fengzhongxiao, Xiaoying, and too many strong people on my side.  Those two people can definitely smell the smell of danger without using their hands. A wise person will not fight to the death for one breath.  It's normal for them to choose to leave.  Han Lin had no intention of stopping the two of them. If he offended them, he would offend another top organization.  That's not a good deal.  The rest of the people are not enough to watch.  In fact, the progress of the matter was much simpler than Han Lin imagined.  None of them could take action. Only Sakura threw out twenty-one green threads. The remaining twenty-one people sat back together and calmly expressed their willingness to answer any questions.  When Ronna arrived and saw this scene, she expressed her dissatisfaction!  "I didn't expect she was here." Kuo Shao's face trembled, and he took a deep look at Xiao Ying.  Everyone in Sin City knows Sakura.  Of course, no one expected that Sakura would rebel against the Thirteen Gods of Death together with the third child.  The whereabouts of Scorpion Tail is a mystery. Na Kuo Axe acted very panicked, but he really didn¡¯t know Scorpion Tail¡¯s whereabouts.  Lao San wants to believe this.  Because Kuaxe has another surprising news. ? Almost all the top organizations in Sin City have gone to a place called the Proving Ground.  That happened recently. Some mission organizations that were not strong enough did not have the qualifications or the courage to participate in that "grand meeting."  But I know about it.  Thinking about it, Scorpion Tail should also have gone to the training ground together.  Han Lin and his party left.  On the road, everyone¡¯s expressions were a little gloomy.  The trial ground is a famous place.  Well-known in Sin City.  It can be said that it is the playground for the top players in the entire Sin Continent. Anyone who comes to Sin City will definitely go to the trial ground to "play".  This place has a really big background. It was a small town built by the weird old man "Topographer".  He often showed off to others that the training ground was the most perfect and proud work of his life.  Inside, any building is indestructible, and even monks in the divine realm cannot easily break it into pieces.  And the purpose of super masters entering the trial field is also very simple, just to experience and kill.  After someone enters the realm of divine vision and realizes his or her own artistic conception, the best place to test the artistic conception is the trial field.  There are elite masters from the entire sinful continent inside.  "If it were a trial ground, it would be much more troublesome." Qiqing sighed: "Almost all the top masters in Sin City are there. It seems that the Thirteen Killing Gods should have also entered the trial ground. That's where the real  In this chaotic place, there is no reason for the masters to fight with each other. It is extremely difficult to move forward in the trial field. Especially, there is a Babel Tower in the center of the trial field, which is a symbol of strength.  On the first floor, the higher you go, the more masters there are. If the Thirteen Gods of Killing want to avoid being hunted, the trial ground will be the best place to go. " "Where is this place?" Han Lin asked after hearing about the trial ground.  After describing it, I gradually became excited.  All the top players in Sin City are in it, so it¡¯s a lot of fun.  This time, it was impossible not to make a big fuss.  "The middle area of ??the big halo." Qiqing replied.  A group of people stepped onto the carriage and headed quickly towards their destination.  Entering the Central District from the south, at the terrifying speed of local carriages, would take at least five months.  Of course, Han Lin and the others couldn't waste time on the road. Once they had the chance, they would fly together at a rapid speed.  If you have a premonition that someone is paying attention, land again and take a carriage instead.  With such intermittent progress, we can arrive there in about ten days.  The training ground is a chaotic place, and no one in their right mind would enter it.  Because there is no benefit at all in it, the only thing waiting is for your enemies to suddenly jump out at some point and want to kill you.  Moreover, there is no reason to kill.  If you dare to enter the trial field, you are ready to participate in a fierce battle.  Reasoning and negotiating terms are all in vain.  Thirteen Gods of Killing entered the trial field, which was indeed a wise choice.  There, their specialness will be downplayed.  No one will care whether you are the person the official is looking for. When you come, just wait to be beaten, or beat someone up.  Scorpion Tail followed closely behind, and it was almost time to arrive.  The situation is much more complicated than expected. A large number of masters who emerged "overnight" in Sin City have also entered the trial field.  The power they didn't know where they got gave them extremely inflated self-confidence.  The previous trial ground was equivalent to the top levelOrdinary monks can only long for and look up to this holy land. Now that they have the ability to enter, how can they hesitate.  Ten days later, we arrived at the destination trial site.  It was a building built on a huge pillar reaching the sky.  On the top of a huge pillar with a diameter of more than a hundred meters sits a city.  From a distance it looks like a mushroom.  The city is where the famous trial venue is located.  Everyone flew high into the sky and entered through the main entrance of the trial ground.  There is no one guarding here and there are no rules.  No one will stop anyone who wants to enter.  The city¡¯s area is not too large, in relative terms.  There are various buildings and special terrain inside.  Tropical jungles, swamps, deserts, lakes, small towns, you name it.  The complex terrain and solid structure make this place a paradise for top experts.  As soon as he entered, Han Lin saw a city.  This is a city within a city, in an extremely remote place.  With Han Lin's eyesight, he could only see an outline.  This city-within-a-city is in the center, and there are towns of various sizes outside the city, surrounded by primeval jungles and various terrains.  In the center of the city is the so-called Babel Tower, which is a symbol of strength.  Everyone stopped in front of a huge notice board. Qiqing's expression was solemn: "Now we're in trouble." The information on the notice board made everyone's hearts sink.  This so-called notice board has actually existed since the early days of the proving ground. Its only function is to publish game rules.  The so-called game rules are some "little games" spontaneously formulated by top players.  There are various mini-games designed to make the trial more interesting.  Anyone can make the game. As long as you can come up with an interesting gameplay and get the approval of the majority of monks, it will be considered passed.  There are losses and wins in playing games. If you lose, you will die. If you win, there will be no reward.  According to Qiqing¡¯s recollection, once, someone proposed to play a game of cat and mouse.  Of course, the proposer himself is willing to be the mouse, and the other monks will be the cats.  If a mouse is caught, the mouse will naturally die.  But this kind of game is indeed quite interesting in the eyes of most monks.  Instead of fighting and killing randomly, it is better to use your strength on some fun and interesting games. Your strength can be used to the extreme and you can have a simple and clear purpose.  Right now, the writing on the notice board gave Han Lin and his party a huge headache.  This game is actually related to the Thirteen Gods of Death.  "The rich and the robbers." Han Lin read out the name of the game with a wry smile.  The Thirteen Gods of Killing are hidden on the highest floor of the Babel Tower as "rich men".  Here, more than 80% of the masters serve as the "guards" of the rich, and the other strong men serve as robbers to catch the Thirteen Gods of Killing.  Success, game over.  Failed, continue.  The most "fun" part is that you don't know who is the guard and who is the robber.  These people are in a mess, and they have to rely entirely on their own judgment to identify the enemy's identity.  This also led to a very confusing result. Some monks were not smart and were too lazy to guess whether the person who came was a robber.  As long as you dare to get close to the Babel Tower, you will be killed.  "The game has started half a month ago It's too late for us to act as guards. We can only act as robbers." Qiqing smiled bitterly: "In other words, anyone here may come out to kill  Us." Han Lin nodded silently, the idea of ??the Thirteen Gods of Killing was great.  They obviously initiated this game on their own initiative, and the ridiculous thing is that this game actually passed.  And it has been going on for half a month.  It¡¯s not yet known what the beating inside was like.  The advantage of this is that it puts those who want to catch the Thirteen Gods of Killing out in the open, and the Thirteen Gods of Killing get a large number of masters as their helpers for free.  Invisibly, their strength was greatly enhanced.  ¡°Obviously, there is absolutely no reward for catching the rich man.  But no one who thinks he is a master will be willing to give up the opportunity to seize the rich.  In other words, the robbers also have to fight among themselves.  You want to catch the rich, and so do I.  Since everyone wants it, just die.  "Whether it's the official or secret people who want the life of the Thirteen Gods of Killing, they should all be here. When you enter the game, your life or death is uncertain. We can't judge what kind of enemy we will face. No one here can be mediocre.  "Qiqing frowned and said, "Maybe it's a bit confusing if you encounter some super powerful people." "I'm wondering if the underworld guards have sneaked in.  Is there someone from the palace master lurking in to participate in this game?" Yu Wenchong shook his head.  Things are much more complicated than they thought.  Everyone wants the Thirteen Gods of Killing, some people just want it, and some people have a clear purpose.  But no matter what, now that I'm here, I can't reason with you.  The only option is to carve out a bloody path and rush in.  If you really meet any palace lord here,Of course, it is also within reason.  Straight ahead is a lush and dense jungle.  "We have met the topographer. His ability is unparalleled. If he says that this is his most proud masterpiece in his life, then he can't be lying. Let's judge the terrain first." Han Lin walked in quickly.  In the jungle, I looked around for a while, and when I saw it, I suddenly laughed.  "Interesting! It's really interesting this time!" There were all kinds of strange mosquitoes and beasts in the jungle.  These mosquito beasts are actually deadly!  I don¡¯t know what kind of powerful monks assisted the terrain masters to infinitely enhance everything here.  It is an artistic conception similar to a "dream", that is to say, a mosquito here is actually no more powerful than the outside world.  But under this magical dream-like artistic conception, everyone who enters the trial field will be wrapped in this artistic conception.  If you are bitten by a mosquito, your invulnerable body may also become swollen.  "Hint." Feng Zhongxiao nodded and said, "If we are bitten by a lion here, our real bodies will not be hurt. But wrapped in artistic conception, it will hint that we are hurt. If it is fatal, we will really die."  Psychological suggestion is a very powerful thing, similar to hypnosis.  If during hypnosis the other person says that he will chop off your head, your real head will not fall off, and you will actually die because of this suggestion.  Very strange and interesting.  Han Lin punched a tree next to him. The tree trembled a few times but failed to break.  Although he did it casually, he knew best how strong his body was.  Han Lin laughed loudly: "It's so interesting!!"
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