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In fact, when Nisil walked in with a huge two-handed sword around his neck, there was an uproar among the many trialists in the underground hall.

They're either sluggish.

Or unbelievable.

However, everyone's eyes were on the person behind Nisil: Qin Ran!

The eyes of the trialists were solemn and scrutinizing.

The only exception is Shiqi.

Our sheriff stood up from the corner and waved his hand at Qin Ran.

"Hey, man, here."

Suddenly, the eyes of some of the trialists were attracted to Shi Qi's body.

Feeling the look like a pinprick in his eyes, Shi Qi shrugged his shoulders to hide his discomfort, and then strode towards Qin Ran, who was walking towards the sword.

"Long time no see!"

"It's been almost 5 months, and you really haven't heard anything at all!"

"Trust me, if you're back on the West Coast now, Elle will look good - she's asked the people around her more than once for news of you."

A hug that belongs between men.

Shi Qi slapped Qin Ran's back hard.

Qin Ran immediately returned the color.

Immediately, Shi Qi threatened with bared teeth.

"Really?"

"Looks like I'm going to have to push back a bit back again!"

Qin Ran said indifferently.

It's not that Qin Ran doesn't care about Ellie. Jones.

It's just that the aspects of care are different.

This made Qin Ran respond to Ellie. Jones, becoming more cautious.

"Whatever you want, it's your freedom."

Shi Qi spread his hands.

As a middle-aged and single person, it is obvious that he is not qualified to give Qin Ran any substantive advice and guidance.

Therefore, our sheriff wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

Qin Ran and Shi Qi walked towards the corner.

But the eyes of many trialists did not give up, and even, because of Qin Ran's walk-in, more people's eyes were on Shi Qi, a person who was not worth mentioning in their opinion.

Undoubtedly, this put a lot of pressure on Shi Qi.

Qin Ran, who was close at hand, clearly felt the burden on Shi Qi's body because of such pressure.

Naturally, Qin Ran turned around and scanned the surroundings.

Brutal, tyrannical gaze with a faint smell of sulfur.

It was like a strong gust of wind rushing towards these trialists.

Call!

In the underground hall, the Trialist's hair is windless.

Those who are weaker are even more retreating.

A look of horror appeared on their faces.

If they had seen Qin Ran walk in with a sword on Nisir's neck before, they were still guessing why Qin Ran was so bold.

Now Qin Ran told them with practical actions, what do you see is just the tip of the iceberg!

Qin Ran actually used one person to fight against all the trialists.

What's more important is that there is no real sense of action, just relying on the eyes and breath, so that all the trialists dare not move.

The demonic aura, forming a terrifying coercion, filled the entire hall.

It was like a mountain that weighed down on the many trialists.

Qin Ran's gaze swept over the faces of these trialists one by one.

The vast majority of these trialists turned their heads away.

Only a few of them didn't move their gaze, but they also faltered.

But it didn't matter to Qin Ran.

He believed that after the curtain just now, as long as the trialists in front of him were not stupid, they should know what kind of attitude to face him and Shi Qi.

Among them, Shi Qi is naturally the key.

A sheriff who is not much stronger than ordinary people, if he doesn't add some insurance to Shi Qi, Qin Ran is very worried about whether Shi Qi will be able to return to the West Coast alive.

Of course, when he chose to use his sword on the neck of the Templar Examiner to enter here, Qin Ran already had such a plan.

Now that it has shown its toughness.

So......

Just be tough to the end.

Seeing Qin Ran retract his gaze, he felt that the pressure that was as heavy as a mountain disappeared.

Many trialists breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

But they subconsciously avoided that corner.

They all showed undisguised jealousy.

However, Nisil, who saw this scene, became more and more sure that Qin Ran must be the assistant and even ...... that Nikailei taught by her words and deeds Disciple!

Naturally, the education in it is indispensable for Titch's headache.

Only in this way will a guy like Qin Ran appear.

Thinking to himself, Nisil coughed lightly.

It attracted the attention of all the trialists in the hall.

"I'm Nisil, one of the deacons of the Templar."

"I'm here to congratulate you on the completion of the initial trial, and now we are going to move on to the next one!"

"Do you have any questions before that?"

"If so, please propose!"

Nisil asked.

"Lord Nisil, how many trials are there?"

A big man with a strong body asked directly.

This was the one of the few people who looked at Qin Ran before, and did not move his gaze.

"Three!"

Nisil replied.

"So, how many people can pass the trial?"

Another man asked.

It's also one of the three.

Unlike the previous one, although this one was tall, his body was ordinary, but the weapon he carried with him wrapped under the black cloth was a concern.

Even if you don't see it, everyone nearby can feel the sharp breath in it.

"Three at most, at least...... Naturally, there is not one! ”

Nisil didn't hide it, and then, looking at the trialist who had fallen silent for a moment with his answer, he asked again, "Do you still have questions?" ”

There was a pause for a few seconds.

Nisil continued to speak.

"If there isn't, then I'll announce the contents of the second trial—"

"In the next three days, you need to find the same scroll on this island as I have."

As he spoke, Nisil pulled out a parchment scroll no more than twenty centimeters long that was just large enough for an adult to hold in the palm of his hand, and motioned for all the trialists to circulate it.

Soon the scroll came to Qin Ran's hands.

Qin Ran was careful and large, and there was no text on it.

Whether it's a lingua franca or a mystical character.

And, when trying to open, the reel was sealed to death.

Unless the scroll itself is destroyed, it cannot be opened at all.

During this time, Nisir's words did not stop.

"There are three scrolls in total, no matter what method is used, the trialist who gets any of the three scrolls is considered qualified, and will enter the final round of trial, and when it gets dark on the third day, those who do not find the scroll, or lose their mobility, including those who lose their lives, are considered failures!"

"Do you understand?"

"So, are there any exits now?"

Nisil asked, smiling.

Of the many trialists, none of them spoke.

Obviously, everyone made up their minds.

"Good!"

"Let's get started!"

Nisil nodded in satisfaction and announced the start of the second trial.

And at the moment when the words fell.

Several figures moved when they heard the sound. (To be continued.) )