Hollow Knight: Hallownest

"Are you..."

The three of them came to the hall and saw the receptionist holding a stone chisel and tapping on a bone. Judging from his expression, he was very interested.

Looking closely, the regular shape and the two towering corners are exactly the mask of Bai who just passed the warrior trial.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, and it's almost finished. It's a perfect work of art. I can see the shadow of a champion in it!"

Seeing this, the three of them didn't bother. After waiting for a long time, the receptionist finally stopped moving. He then quickly walked to the stone tablet for the Warrior Trial with the bone sculpture in hand and hung it up.

"Have you decided which trial to participate in?"

The receptionist glanced at the bone sculpture hanging high on the stone tablet, nodded with satisfaction, turned around and said to Ida and others.

"Let's go through the Warrior Trial, come one by one, don't be in a hurry."

Ida walked to the receptionist's side and looked at the white stone tablet, her eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Me too."

"Count me in."

Mo Rong and Kui Ruo said repeatedly. The receptionist looked at the three of them and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You must have seen that challenge just now. I warn you again that when blood has not been splashed on your bodies, it is better to remain in awe."

"A kind suggestion, leave one person to collect the body. If you don't want to be buried in the wilderness..."

The sound of the bone nail breaking through the air stopped the receptionist's words. He considered himself as a receptionist and his strength was much higher than that of ordinary people. However, this time he didn't realize when the bone nail was placed on his neck. superior.

"That's a good suggestion. I suggest you don't suggest it next time."

Ida's smile faded, and her eyes squinted at the receptionist aside, like a sharp knife that hurt her.

"Offended."

The receptionist slowly pushed away the bone nail in front of his neck, walked back to the stage, registered the names of the three people, then his eyes sank slightly, and he bowed and said: "You three, please wait outside. I wish you all the best to try." Refining goes well."

Walking all the way back to the lounge, the inside has been divided into two parts by nature. The center of the larger area is where Bai rests, and the other part is full of fools observing it.

"This kid said he wanted to challenge the Conqueror Trial."

"Well, look at its appearance, it's obvious that it hasn't given up. It's another good show."

"Do you think it can work? The difficulty of these two trials cannot be compared."

Murong listened to the gossip along the way, sat next to Bai and looked at it.

"Are you sure? The difficulty of the two challenges is not at the same level."

"As long as I pass the Conqueror Trial, I can fulfill my father's expectations."

Bai's voice echoed in Mo Rong's mind, stiff and without any emotion.

"Even if your life might be in danger?"

"..."

No matter how much Mo Rong asked, the answer was always this, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Come over and watch our battle. Maybe I can provide you with some ideas for your subsequent trials."

After saying this, Mo Rong didn't wait for Bai's agreement, and turned around with the two of them to another iron gate of the Colosseum, waiting for their trial to begin.

The passage leading to the Colosseum is even more eerie than the outside. Countless bodies are hanging upside down or stacked here, as if they want to defeat the challenger's psychological defense before the battle.

"Please invite the next challenger!!"

The frequency of the referee's shouts was obviously much faster than before, almost only appearing every few minutes, and the excitement mixed with it gradually disappeared.

The audience looked at the challengers who died on the battlefield one by one. Although the violence and bloodshed remained the same, there was a lot less passion in the cries.

The pearls and jade are in front of you, but the tiles and stones are difficult to hold.

Just when everyone thought that there would be no player as brilliant as Bai in today's Warrior Trial, Quiruo appeared on the stage.

Passing the most basic warrior test depends largely on the challenger's physical strength and skills. If he is successful in both, passing the test is just like picking something out of a bag.

"This man is one of the champions of this year's trials!"

"Yes, it's him!"

Some people in the audience recognized Kui Ruo at a glance, and instantly the whole place began to boil because of this news.

Finally, I have someone I can look at.

Quiruo did not disappoint everyone. His physical strength from wandering in the canyon all year round and his research on powerful bone nail chopping skills soon made many fools unable to resist.

But this battle did not make the audience applaud. The reason was that although Quiruo struck hard, every time the bone nail was about to be fatal, he would turn the nail blade so that the blunt surface would hit the opponent's body and make him faint, so now The scene can be said to be completely contrary to the harmony just now.

Logically speaking, if you want to take on the next challenge, you must make all the fools present lose their fighting ability. In this intertwining of blood and power, Quiruo successfully opened up a gray area.

After many battles, they finally came to the exciting battle with the King of Vengeful Flies. They didn't believe that the young man in front of them could show mercy in a battle with a mindless insect.

"..."

Everyone looked at the huge body that fainted in the center of the field and were speechless for a while.

"This this......"

Kui Ruo succeeded again. Bai's battle was vivid in his mind. With his extraordinary wisdom, Kui Ruo easily defeated this opponent who everyone thought was difficult.

He made history; never before had a challenger won the Warrior Trial and the crowd was silent.

The referee glanced helplessly at the King of Fools sitting next to him. He didn't know how to judge.

What about the blood and violence that was promised?

Why has your style of painting changed so much?

The King of Fools showed a different kind of appreciation when he saw this. After defeating the enemy without killing him, isn't it another manifestation of strength?

He nodded. When the referee saw this, he had no choice but to shout loudly: "Congratulations to this challenger for winning the Warrior Trial!!"

He still had professional ethics. Although his enthusiasm was no longer there, he still put on a show, but the spectators who paid money didn't think so much. In the huge Colosseum, there were only a few Geos left behind.

It can be described as extremely bleak.

But Quiruo didn't care at all. He left the Colosseum with a smile on his face and humming a tune, as if what he just had was just an ordinary sparring match.

"Is this okay?"

"Hahahahaha, I'm laughing so hard. This kid Kui Ruo can always come up with something new."

Mo Rong was dumbfounded outside the court, and the corner of Ida's mouth almost reached the back of her ears. As the referee invited the next player to enter, Ida patted Mo Rong on the shoulder, her voice full of arrogance.

"Look carefully, brother, let you see the results of my hard training in the palace these days..."

"Don't blink."