The thirteenth section of the guò bucket's large head rolled in the sky, followed by a bloody spine underneath.

Chen Yan was bathed in a rain of blood, and his white clothes were full of bright red spots. He had a satisfied smile on his face and his hands outstretched...... It's like the curtain call of a grand ball.

In his mind, it was as if he heard the applause of the audience.

The blood rain was full of Chen Yan's longing breath, and he felt that his brain tumor was beating slightly, and there was a rare comfort. He bent down and picked up his top hat and put it on his head, speaking to the headless corpse of the Troll Overseer. "I think that's how you chose to die."

"I hope you're satisfied."

With that, he turned and walked towards the entrance of the square.

"Oh my God, what did he do?"

"Hell, it's so fast, I can't see anything. Analyze, hurry up and analyze! ”

"Replay his previous fights and slow down the playback"

At the same time, there was a mess in front of the upper light curtain. As Chen Yan's test progressed, there were many more spectators on the upper floor of the hut. At this moment, he was shocked by Chen Yan's expression. In fact, at normal speeds, they can't see anything. However, the Demon Hunting Hut had a complete analysis system, and the light curtain slowed down Chen Yan's actions just now many times and re-revealed them in front of everyone.

I saw that in the huge light curtain, Chen Yan was detouring behind the Troll Overseer, and his fingers pressed the opponent's spine one after another. Each one was clearly replayed, and a light curtain next to it showed a diagram of the Troll Overseer's body structure, which clearly showed that as Chen Yan clicked on the opponent's spine, the crack began to crack, and the connection with the body also appeared. When Chen Yan flipped over the Troll Overseer's head, the other party still appeared to be unharmed, but in fact, the structure around the spine had been injured and detached from some soft tissues.

But this is not the key, the key is that the moment Chen Yan turned over the top of the other party's head, he quickly threw out a wisp of silver, one end of the silver wire was put on the neck of the Troll Overseer, and the other end was connected to the giant sword in his hand! The silver thread was not meant to be lethal, but the Troll Overseer's swing of the greatsword turned it into an extremely sharp blade. The final blow was delivered.

What a clever design, what a ruthless approach!

Even after witnessing the whole process, people still felt that the corners of their eyes were jumping, it turned out that Chen Yan's previous move of jumping onto the opponent's giant sword was not to play handsome, but to take the opportunity to entangle the silver thread. And his later 'performance' was nothing more than paralyzing the Troll Overseers and allowing him to complete the final 'curtain call'. It's too insidious, and no one has ever seen anyone do this to a Troll Overseer, killing them with their hands.

Gansak's lasso......

The name popped into everyone's minds.

Gansak was a well-known maker of torture instruments, and his gallows were of excellent quality and were popular with many executioners. But he never imagined that when he reached the finish line one day, he would have a noose around his neck that he had woven himself.

"Ahhh......h

"Oh my God, that's incredible, did you see that? See? What did he do? ”

"That speed, that grace, that graceful killing like a swan. He must have been a natural witcher. ”

"Oh my God, look how handsome he is when he picks up his top hat. I swear, he's killed many demons before. ”

The people next to him burst into a black line. Girl, you're a nymphomaniac, aren't you?

But no matter what, Chen Yan's test just now was indeed so beautiful that even the most picky examiner had nothing to say. What else can they say to a rookie who hasn't yet become a witcher, who takes out a Troll Overseer without a device? It can only be talent.

"Perhaps, we're going to have a great guy here." An old man watched the replay for a while and said what many people thought. "Now I just want him to have a higher carrying capacity."

The bearing capacity is the limit value of the expansion of the magic pattern.

It is important to know that the original magic pattern has no effect, and must be carefully modified by the engraver to work, and the material used for this modification is demonic blood. At the same time, because the blood of demons is highly poisonous to ordinary people. Therefore, in order to expand the magic pattern, it must have sufficient carrying capacity. The size of a witcher's carrying capacity determines whether he has a more complete vein, a larger pedestal, and a better device. Even if the carrying capacity can increase with evolution, the most primitive part is still the foundation of the foundation.

Chen Yan left the underground square, and the treatment this time was obviously different from before. A few attendants politely bathed and changed his clothes, and then led him to a small bright room. In the middle of the room is a restrained chair, and the shelves next to it are filled with various bright metal instruments.

"It's like an operating table." Chen Yan said. He didn't like the chair, it gave him a feeling of being at the mercy of others.

"Trust me, when you sit on it, you'll find that the operating table is a treat." A voice sounded behind him, and Chen Yan turned around and saw an old man with a leaning body. His face was wrinkled, and his old walk was shaky, but his fingers were still steady. He made a gesture to Chen Yan and began to fiddle with the instruments. "Young man, I know you have a lot of doubts, but I'm not responsible for answering them. I only care about my work. ”

"The good news is that you've already passed the exam. The bad news is that you still have one final level to go through. ”

As he spoke, the old man picked up a syringe on the shelf, drew some medicine, and then raised his head to Chen Yan. "Now, you need a set of magic patterns, and first say it's going to hurt and be dangerous. I'll do my best to make you feel better, but I can't guarantee your life. ”

At the same time, the female voice sounded above again, and said coldly. "The last step of the Demon Hunter assessment, the magic pattern is inscribed, please make a choice."

Magic Pattern?

Chen Yan's eyes flashed, and then he shook his head slightly. His actions obviously caused a misunderstanding on the part of the other party, and the old man was slightly stunned and asked unexpectedly. "What, you're going to give up?"

"Nope." Chen Yan replied, then stepped forward and rolled up his sleeves.

"I just want you to see if this is going to work."

Under the bright light, a faint blue pattern appeared on Chen Yan's arm......