The young man didn't realize the ridicule in the old woman's eyes, and he was still complacent in order to get rid of Song Qingxiao and occupy this position.

No one around spoke, the young man pulled the loose tie on his collar, and was about to open his mouth, when the figure of the trialist appeared again in the trial space, the moment the person stepped forward, when he saw Song Qingxiao's figure, he subconsciously took a wrong step, and his figure turned into an afterimage, dodging.

This person is very fast, Song Qingxiao glanced up, and saw the number seven who came in, it was a young and beautiful girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, after standing firm, maybe it was Song Qingxiao who blocked her way before, so that she exposed some of the bottom, she wrinkled the tip of her nose, and snorted coldly.

After No. 7 came in, just like the young man before, his eyes turned around, and finally found that there was no place for her around, so he chose a distance of about one meter from Song Qing and sat down cross-legged.

After she entered, everyone in the trial space was quiet for a while, and there was no movement anymore.

The young man played with his tie, glanced at the silent crowd, and suddenly spoke:

"It seems that this trial, a few of us should have participated."

As soon as he spoke, the other trialists who had been looking blank raised their heads.

After he finished speaking, the polite scholar nodded:

"Looks like that."

This time, the atmosphere between the trialists was much lighter than the last time Song Qingxiao entered the trial space.

But she knew in her heart that this did not mean that the relationship between the trialists was close, but that everyone had learned to restrain their true character in the previous trials, and to be false and wronged with others.

At this time, everyone seems to be laughing easily, but when it comes to the trial, I am afraid that stabbing each other will not change their faces.

"When I came in, it was number six." As soon as the young man heard someone talk, his spirits immediately perked up:

"No matter what happens next, you might as well introduce yourself first, maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the mission."

After he said this, the man in the suit with an indifferent expression opened his eyes and said coldly:

"In the last trial, a mediocre like you who talked a lot and tried to control the initiative was the first to die."

As soon as the man in the suit said this, the last seven to come in couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

The young man's face was ugly for a moment, he stood up with a gloomy face and clenched his fists, and the man in the suit also stood up, and sneered:

"If you want to do it, I'm not number five."

From the words of the man in the suit, the young man could tell that Song Qingxiao had entered the trial space one step earlier.

He was still calm before, but the next moment he suppressed his anger again:

"I'm number six, she's number five, and number seven are the last to come in, it seems that the four of you are advanced in the trial space."

Among the few people who came in earlier, except for the scholar-looking man and the man in the suit who had spoken to him, the inch head and the elderly woman did not say anything, and the young man asked:

"Which of the four of you was the first to arrive?"

"Why did you tell you?"

The man in the suit asked rhetorically, he was set out of the order of Song Qingxiao by the young man, although it had no effect on him, he still showed an unhappy look on his face.

was blocked a few sentences one after another, and the smile on the face of the young man No. 6 also faded a little:

"When I ask like this, I can naturally say something to share with you."

After he said this, everyone finally raised their heads as he wished, and Song Qingxiao also glanced at the man, he hadn't opened his mouth yet, as if he wanted to arouse everyone's appetite.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that he said:

"From the seventh to the present, there has been no one in the trial space, it should be our seven trialists."

Everyone waited for a long time, thinking that he would say something, but when they heard that he was just repeating the nonsense he had said before, the man in the suit had a flash of disdain in his eyes, and was about to speak, when the young man continued:

"But I don't have a hint of the mission, do you have one?"

When he said this, the words that the man in the suit had already reached his lips were swallowed at once.

This is also what Song Qingxiao felt a little strange, during the last trial, not long after the sixth came in, the task prompt appeared.

And this time, No. 7 has already entered, and there are no newcomers in the trial space, but the prompt of the task has not come for a long time.

She was still wondering if it was for herself, or for everyone else.

If everyone didn't receive the prompt of the task, Song Qingxiao would not be worried, after all, during the first trial, the prompt only appeared after officially entering the task scene.

She was afraid that this prompt would not appear in the consciousness of every trialist, after all, in the last trial scene, the same group of trialists was divided into two diametrically opposed camps, and the tasks were not the same.

The young man's words hit the nail on the head of her heart, and she noticed that there were seven trialists, and they were singular.

The first trial she participated in was a singular number of nine people, and only one person survived at that time.

In the last trial, there were a total of six people who participated in the trial, which was an even number, and they were finally divided into two camps, one to hunt and the other to rescue.

After the young man finished talking about his situation, the inch-headed man who had been silent took the lead in shaking his head:

"Nope."

After he spoke, Sven's scholar was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head and denied:

"Nope."

With the three of them denying receiving the task prompt, the two women with gray temples soon followed and slowly spoke:

"No hints."

Everyone spoke, and the man in the suit frowned and didn't look away:

"No hint."

The young man's spirits perked up, and his eyes fell on Song Qingxiao and No. Seven, whose face was slightly innocent:

"Neither do I."

Song Qingxiao shook his head, that is to say, until now, no one has received a hint of the task, and it is very likely that this prompt will only be touched when entering the task scene.

Everyone's expressions suddenly became a little subtle, and the scholar smiled and said:

"In that case, why don't we join forces for the time being and enter the mission first, how about it?"

Naturally, no one objected to such a proposal.

Everyone didn't want to waste time in this place, Song Qingxiao turned her arm slightly, her shoulder was swept by the fist wind of the man who was chasing her outside the trial space, and she was now in a faint pain.

In addition, her mental power had been consumed to a certain extent in the previous pursuit, which made her in a weak state among several trialists, and it was inevitable that her vigilance would be heavier.

She watched a few trialists pretend to say that they would cooperate for the time being after entering the mission, and agreed with each other not to sneak attack, and then everyone stood up.

This nonsense, not to mention that Song Qingxiao doesn't believe it, even the person who spoke it is afraid that he will not believe it, but when he says it, he is conclusive, but he doesn't swear to the sky.