National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Jiang Yuan, Paimeng and Thunder Hammer looked at the scene in front of them.

The enemy stopped and things changed, so they naturally had to stop and pay attention to the development.

At this time, the elemental burst released by Jiang Yuan has not yet ended. The raindrops condensed by the water attribute elemental power are cold and penetrating, far from being as soft and beautiful as it seems to onlookers.

The controlled enemy stopped moving. Except for Jiang Yuan and the other three people within the skill range at this moment, there were only two people standing over there and one fell to the ground.

Since he didn't know the identity of the two and was sure that the person who fell to the ground was the person they were going to deal with, Jiang Yuan did not deliberately control this skill.

In other words, the raindrops falling on the two people in front of them at this moment will cause damage.

The damage was not small, but the two people did not react.

The one who fell face down on the ground did not move, and seemed to be struggling or losing consciousness.

The person who stepped on the former let the raindrops fall on his uncovered upper body, his eyes only fixed on the person under his feet.

Jiang Yuan and Paimon looked at each other and saw that they had the same idea——

They just want to watch the show honestly.

Suddenly, another unfamiliar voice sounded from the sky, approaching from far away.

The figure that made the sound suddenly hit the ground with a bang.

"Hahahaha, I'm finally out!"

This figure's state of embarrassment was not much different from that of the previous one, but the way he landed was much more embarrassment.

He fell headlong to the ground, his head stuck into the earth.

Then he couldn't get his head out.

I saw him holding his hands on the ground and struggling twice. Perhaps because of his weak body, he had no strength. He did not struggle out, so he had to raise his hand and grab it in the air, and then hung down weakly.

"..."

The stranger with people under his feet did not blink, only looking at the people under his feet.

"Jiang Yuan..." Paimeng hesitated, "He won't suffocate to death in the dirt, right?"

Whether it will suffocate to death, I can't say for sure.

But if the skill effect continues, problems will really arise for these people in front of them.

Jiang Yuan could somewhat sense their breath.

The auras of the three people in front are getting weaker and weaker, and the damage caused by the elemental explosion must be part of the reason.

The last person who appeared became weak faster than the other two. Jiang Yuan thought it was because his head was stuffed to the ground.

"It's possible." Jiang Yuan spoke to Paimon in a low voice.

"Then shall we take action?"

Paimon thought, isn't the enemy of my enemy my friend? These two people have a grudge against the man on the ground, and their goal is hope.

They didn't speak loudly, but there were only a few people present and no one happened to speak at this time, so their conversation was heard.

The man who seemed to be giving up the struggle rekindled his hope, raised a trembling hand and stretched it towards Jiang Yuan.

"Do you want to help?" Jiang Yuan asked Paimeng.

"Well... I think they can tell us a lot of information, please help!"

"it is good."

Half a minute later, the man whose hair was covered with dirt and whose face was so muddy that his face could not be seen clearly grinned at Jiang Yuan and the others, showing his neat teeth.

"Thank you for saving my life!"

……

The man they just rescued is a chatterbox.

It took Jiang Yuan only a minute to confirm this.

Because he had just rescued the person, he kept chattering for a minute regardless of his weak body and hoarse voice.

wrong.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the barrage.

He's been talking for five minutes now.

Half of the topic was gratitude and praise to the three Jiang Yuan people, and the other half was their experiences.

So Jiang Yuan and the others knew something about a certain angle directly without asking.

The man claimed that his name was Bosen and he was a trialist.

I was trapped when I entered this world of trials, for at least a year or two so far.

"About two years? I didn't count, I just heard from my fellow sufferers," he said.

Bosson said they were trapped somewhere in the sky and couldn't break free.

The people who fell to the ground without anger would do something with their flesh, flesh and energy after a while, but would not provide them with any food or drink at all.

As he said that, Bosen rubbed his belly: "I think I'm going to starve to death."

The voice sounded limp.

He sighed and continued.

It was certain that the person who caught them was not a tester, and his purpose had not been revealed.

Before Jiang Yuan, that man controlled an army made of their flesh and blood mixed with unknown energy, and captured trialists one after another without ever failing.

The man pointed at the army outside the coverage area of ​​the elemental burst: "That's them."

"They are difficult to kill. As long as that guy's energy is replenished, the number will not decrease at all."

"And that guy's energy itself is very powerful. It also forms a cycle of its own and will almost never be exhausted. It's really beyond our expectations that you can defeat him."

"What? Jiang Yuan is so powerful, can't you see?" Paimeng raised his head proudly.

"No." Berson realized that he had not made it clear. "We originally analyzed that the trialists who are powerful enough to defeat him should be at a higher level."

"Wouldn't there be new testers coming up from the beginning? And the testers can also go back to the front and try again!"

Bosen shook his head: "Will the trialist who finally climbed to the top be willing to go back to the front to trial?"

"If you do it again, the rewards you get will be handed over to you, unless you reach a level that you have not reached before."

Paimon touched his chin: "It's true that we just came in not long ago, probably less than two months."

"What!" Boson's eyes suddenly opened wide.

The people next to him who had lowered their heads and hadn't changed their gaze all focused their attention.

"What's wrong? What's the problem?"

Paimon asked in confusion.

"Don't you know? Only one batch can enter the trial world every ten years. Of course, this is calculated based on the time in the trial world. The flow of time in different worlds is different, and it may not be exactly ten years in your world."

Berson explained.

Paimon scratched his head and chuckled, but did not give a clear reply.

I really don’t know.

They are just outsiders who did not follow formal channels and were smuggled in by the national transportation system. How did they know any information before they came in?

The first information I got was in the novice trial world, from Coldin and the others who pretended not to notice their suspicious situation.

They have no idea that the trial world accepts batches of trialists every ten years.

"and many more!"

Paimon suddenly realized——

"Doesn't that mean you have been trapped here for almost ten years?"

With Jiang Yuan's speed in clearing the trial, it took more than a month to reach this level.

These people couldn't have arrived here more than a year after entering the trial world, right?