"Just get that flower, no matter what, right?" Zhao Rin looked up and asked with a contemptuous smile.

"Hmm!" Hua Anqing frowned and hesitated, then nodded.

Zhao Rin took a few steps back, took out a ten-meter-long pole from his backpack, grabbed the pole and held it in front of the flames blocking the road, and jumped over.

And, without the slightest hesitation, after jumping over the flames, he almost trotted to the crack in the ground, grasped the middle of the long pole, and walked over the wire in the crack of the ground.

Before coming to the vertical steep mountain wall, Zhao Rin held the bottom of the long pole, stretched out his hand and poked it, and pushed the flower down.

Then, the same method was used to return again.

The whole process takes no more than two minutes.

Hua Anqing looked at the flower handed to her eyes, her expression was a little sluggish, and she could be said to be confused.

The flames in front of him were actually just illusions, in order to test whether Zhao Rin had a fearless heart and dared to cross the sea of fire.

The wire bridge is to test the ability to balance.

Picking flowers on the cliff is to test whether you are agile and dexterous, and only monkeys can climb such a cliff.

But...... Zhao Rin, this is a sword that goes off the rails, and a long rod is all solved.

"I'll go!" Seeing his comical operation, Meng Jingtian couldn't help but be surprised.

"Why do you have a long rod in your backpack?"

"Because I was playing dates with a few young ladies just now!" Zhao Rin shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Wild mountain dates, instantly restore 5,000 blood points, can be used as a small blood medicine, a group of 5 gold coins."

“…… And this kind of play? Meng was speechless, as if he had come into contact with the game world of ordinary players for the first time.

Little blood medicine, is there such a thing? It's better for him to slash casually, and the dragon blood jade belt will suck more blood.

"Hey, you're not going to tell me that doesn't count, are you? I've just asked you. Zhao Rin looked at the sluggish Hua Anqing and pouted.

"Ahem! Calculate! Hua Anqing coughed dryly and came back to her senses.

Immediately, with a flick of his sleeve, he threw out a half-human-sized ball of silk thread.

The silk threads are very thin, and they are all mixed together at this time, as if they are a mess.

It's half a human-sized lump, and maybe you can go around Butterfly Valley if you straighten it up.

"It's just the first level, the second level, sort out this silk thread." Hua Anqing explained.

"Also, don't cut it!" Then, he hurriedly added.

"Okay!" Zhao Rin spared his head and could only respond.

Immediately, he sat down cross-legged, and did not look at the silk thread, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and grabbed the silk thread, and slowly straightened it up.

His unhurried appearance made others very anxious.

"It's all knotted, how long will it take for this to be cleaned?" At this time, Lu Kexin couldn't help but stick out his tongue and asked Meng Jingtian.

"Anyway, Big Brother Hua didn't set a time, did he?" Meng Jingtian looked at Hua'an Qingdao.

"It's such a mess, it's good that ordinary people can insist on sorting out one-third of it without being irritable to the point of madness." Hua Anqing replied lightly, agreeing with Meng Jingtian's statement, he did not set a time.

Time passed quickly, but Zhao Rin seemed to have forgotten the time, immersed in his own world, without showing any impatience at all, and this mess under his hands began to gradually turn into a well-wound ball of silk threads.

This guy is unexpectedly skilled!

"Why are you so skilled?" Meng Jingtian couldn't help but wonder.

"Because when I first went up the mountain, this is how the master exercised my patience!" Zhao Rin pouted.

It should be a naughty skinned child, and it is impossible to sit obediently for an hour, let alone meditate and cultivate seriously.

The old Taoist priest in the Taoist temple trained him like this, and he was not allowed to eat if he couldn't figure it out.

He didn't know how many times he had gone crazy, he was so hungry that he croaked, and in the end he could only cry and manage the threads.

Therefore, don't look at his rough appearance, this must be quiet, and it can be as quiet as a rock.

“……”

Hua Anqing's test is just the rest of other masters' play.

This seemingly messy mass of silk threads was sorted out by Zhao Rin at an extremely fast speed, which was much shorter than the time expected by Meng Jingtian and the others.

"Second level! If there is any other test, just use it! Zhao Rin threw away the thread ball in his hand, handed it to Hua Anqing, and asked with a smile.

"The third level is easy, beat it!" Hua Anqing took back the thread, smiled slightly, and waved his sleeves, but saw a simple wooden puppet appear in front of Rin.

Wooden figure (purple):

Attribution: Hua Anqing

Level: Lv0

HP: 1

Skills: Big Lost Footwork, Absolute Defense (Passive)

Meng Jingtian threw over a probing technique and checked the information of the puppet.

This look, but it is not light, the blood volume is 1?

As soon as he entered the game, it was the first time for Meng Jingtian to see an existence with such a low blood volume.

However, then his eyes fell on the absolute defense in that skill, and he always felt that this skill was not simple!

Zhao Rin frowned, obviously sensing this.

A tentative skill is thrown at the puppet.

Because it's not a locking skill, the puppet suddenly dodges, this move, this body, I don't know how much better than ordinary players.

"So what?" Zhao Rin happened to have a Xuan-level locking skill that was dropped by a copy, and at this time, when he saw that the non-locking skill was dodged, he hooked his lips slightly.

I saw a flying sword fall from the sky and smash into the puppet.

“miss！”

The doll with only a drop of blood is not dead, and the word miss comes out of its body.

"This puppet has excellent defense, and you can only defeat it if you hit it accurately ten times or more." Seeing that Zhao Rin was finally stumped, Hua Anqing was a little complacent.

Lu Kexin and Wen Xiaorou were speechless for a while, it is worthy of a hidden sect, this test is too rebellious, right?

If it were them, they wouldn't be able to pass the first level, right?

This puppet is extremely flexible, how many skills can a player who has not joined the sect have? How many of them can be flexible displacement skills?

Maybe you don't have a movement skill at all!

It's so hard to hit the vital parts of the puppet ten times!

Zhao Rin glanced at the puppet, but smiled.

Compare with him flexibly, funny?

Immediately, he took out the blue sword he was equipped with and chased after the puppet.

Zhao Rinhu has a bear waist on his back and a bulky body, but at this time, if the wind is under his feet, it also makes him feel chic and neat.

Just like Fan Zeng that Meng Jingtian met in the martial arts test ring, at this time, he seemed to be flying against the conventions of physics, obviously his attributes were not very high, but his speed seemed to be inexplicably fast.

Handed the sword out, there was a bit of peerless sword immortal style.

"Bang bang bang ......" sounded softly one after another, ten times!

In less than 30 seconds, this puppet, which is immune to damage and extremely flexible, fell apart and turned into a piece of broken wood.