After dividing into groups, Lynch called in several other instructors and took each group to a different room.

Dior and Boromo's group followed a woman in her twenties to the middle of the row of rooms.

It was a large, dark wooden hall, and the wood for the floor was almost inky, and the lighting only relied on the candles on the pillars in the hall, which made the light somewhat obscure.

On the inside of the façade against the wall stood a statue, a huge python, about two or three people tall, it was cross-legged, standing upright facing the people who came in, its body was illuminated by the candlelight on the back side of the candle to pull forward a long and wide huge shadow, enveloping all the people who entered the room, a nameless sense of solemnity spontaneously arose.

And in Dior's spiritual induction, an unimaginable majestic momentum emanates from every part of the statue, which is extremely oppressive.

The female teacher walked to the side of the statue, I don't know which secret mechanism she touched, and with the sound of clicking gears, a platform similar to a low table rose from under the floor in front of the statue, and then the female teacher took out an old scroll from her pocket, and spread it on the platform carefully and gently.

"From left to right, you go up and look at it again. ”

A long-haired girl on the far left walked up, knelt down in front of the platform, picked up the scroll and looked at it. While the others were waiting for her to return, she suddenly shuddered, and staggered to the ground but struggled to hold on, and after a while, she finally fell to the ground with a pop, and after a few rough gasps, she got up, and turned back to her original position.

From Dior's point of view, you can see the sweat on her face and the expression of disappointment.

"Next ......"

The female teacher lowered her head and wrote a line in the small notebook in her hand, and asked the second one to go up, then the third and fourth ......

Everyone who goes up will be in a similar situation to the first girl after they start looking at the scroll, and no matter how much they persist, they will eventually fall to the ground, but the length of time they hold on to it is just a matter of time.

"What is this?"

Due to their height and age, Dior and Boromo were relatively late in the queue, so they didn't have their turn for a while, so they took the opportunity to discuss in a low voice.

"It is a phase test, a test when learning the introduction of ancient martial arts, and the longer you persist in it, the more it fits the martial arts of this genre. "Boromo is very knowledgeable, and he seems very experienced in explaining this mysterious ritual to Dior in the shortest possible words.

It's just that Dio senses some nervousness hidden under Boromo's confident appearance, so he asks: "You know so much, have you already taken this kind of test?" "In Dior's mind, Boromo's family background is so good, if he really likes martial arts, it doesn't matter how many sects he worships, he should have participated in a lot of this kind of test.

Unexpectedly, Boromo's response was to shake his head, and said with some solemnity: "It's best to do this kind of test only once, after the first test, if you go to other sects to do this kind of test, the phase will only get worse and worse." Legend has it that this is a curse that targets those who are disloyal to the sect and reduces their qualifications, but others say that this is because the test leaves a mark on the participant, which will work if they take a test of another school, making it impossible for the tester to perform even if he or she is strong. ”

"So amazing?" Dior was surprised to hear this answer.

"That's it. Boromo said solemnly: "I originally thought it was a rumor, but this happened to one of my brothers, and some other people's examples, so I have to believe it." ”

"I see. Dio nodded, he felt in his heart that the latter explanation was more reliable, and he felt that it should be inseparable from the spiritual realm, but because of the lesson in the death arena last night, he didn't dare to test this statue rashly with his spirit.

There were seven people before Boromo, and each of them lasted no more than twenty seconds, which was very fast.

When it was finally Boromo's turn, Dio gave him a thumbs up as a sign of encouragement.

Boromo nodded to Dio in gratitude, took a deep breath and walked to the platform, sat down on his knees, picked up the scroll, and soon shook like chaff like the previous ones.

As time passed, Dio saw that Boromo was trembling more and more, and knew that he probably couldn't hold it anymore.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, Boromo fell backwards heavily, and after a long pause, he slowly got up and walked back.

"Very good, more than thirty seconds, you've lasted the longest so far. ”

When he passed by the female teacher, the female teacher said approvingly.

"Really?" Boromo asked in surprise, having completely lost his sense of time and not knowing how long he had been holding out.

"It's true. The female teacher reaffirmed.

"Great!" Boromo clenched his fist hard to cheer himself up, then looked at the female teacher, "How long did Master Prague last in the first place?"

"Brother Prague was 38 seconds. The female teacher replied calmly, "Okay, next." ”

"Come on. ”

When Dio and Boromo passed by, they heard a blessing from each other.

"Of course. ”

Dior smiled confidently, walked forward steadily, sat down on his knees, picked up the scroll and flattened it, and before he could read the contents, a faint fragrance of indescribable flavor wafted into his nose.

He looked carefully at the scroll, there were a few lines of words written on it, and there were a few stick figures underneath, as if a person was making some gestures, but before he could see clearly, the lines of all the words and drawings on the scroll began to twist, and then he heard a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The sky swirled for a while, and when he could see clearly, he found that it had turned into an infinite pitch-black space in front of him, and this was not just his sole existence zài, but also the owner who had lived here for an unknown number of years.

The huge body filled the field of vision, and the black and white scales slowly wriggled in front of him, and then a pair of fiery fireballs like the sun appeared in his eyes, which were the eyes of the other party.

This is a gigantic and incomparable snake, a snake that is eternally hungry and devours its own tail.

Ouroboros.

As its gaze fixed on itself, Dio immediately felt a terrifying huge pressure that seemed to be pressed down by the whole world, and his body immediately began to tremble involuntarily, and the bone joints continued to make an overwhelming sound of clicking, as if the whole person would be crushed in the next moment.

Dior understood the feelings of the testers in front of him, knew that the time had come to test himself, and gritted his teeth and persevered.

The body no longer seems to be its own, the skin, the muscles, the nerves, the bones, the cells, every part of the body is wailing, time has lost its meaning in this space, every second that passes in Dior's feeling as if it has been a year long, thinking has stopped, and the only thought left is to support.

I don't know how long later, a trace of warmth suddenly came from Dior's numb consciousness, infinite heat filled every gene and every cell, and the control of the body returned to his hands, and then he saw the Book of Origin slowly floating between him and Ouroboros, the golden flames burning, and his own body was covered with the same flames......

......

In the wooden hall, everyone's eyes were focused on the young man in front of the statue, he was trembling all over, but his waist was always straight, as if the word bent would never appear on him.

"Thirty seconds, more than thirty seconds!"

The students in the wooden hall began to exclaim in a low voice, and the words of the female instructor in front of them stopped in their ears, even when the Prague master test who had already advanced to the martial arts was only thirty-eight seconds, once it was close, didn't it mean that he had the qualifications to be close to the Prague master?

The eyes of the female teacher also showed a hint of surprise.

To be honest, as the chief disciple of the martial arts hall, Prague participated in the death match and did not get the approval of the entire martial arts hall, you must know that Prague represents the inheritance of the generation of the Gray Scale Gate, and now no one can take his position, once he makes any mistakes, it is a loss that the entire martial arts hall cannot accept. But on the other hand, the martial arts hall has reached the point of exhaustion, and if there is no way to change the status quo, then the martial arts hall may collapse in less than two years, which is the most important reason for Prague to convince others in the end.

Fortunately, Prague won and successfully promoted to the rank of martial artist, making the Gray Scale Martial Arts Gym a powerful martial arts gym with a martial artist in charge, which seemed to inject a dose of strength into the martial arts gym, and immediately reversed the decline and became thriving.

On the second day of Prague's promotion to martial arts, two students who were close to Prague's talent joined, you must know that Prague was only one person with this qualification in the martial arts gym for more than ten years, and now there are two at once, which undoubtedly proves that the rise momentum of the Gray Scale Martial Arts Gym has been very obvious.

This is exciting news for the female teacher who regards this martial arts hall as her home.

But this was not the end, ten seconds later, the corners of the female teacher's mouth began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Forty seconds, more than forty seconds, and it's still going ......"

The students began to whisper, and the way Boromo looked at Dior changed.

"Fifty, haven't stopped ......"

"It's been a minute!

"One minute and thirty seconds! Can anyone last that long?"

"It's been two minutes, it's really two minutes! Oh my God!"

......

The female teacher's face was not only trembling, but even sweat was dripping, and she didn't know what to do for a while, Dior's talent was already terrifying beyond her imagination, and this was not the limit.

Rumble!

An unimaginably huge momentum erupted from Dior's body, and the invisible momentum turned into tangible qi waves, wave after wave of impact on the other people in the wooden hall, and in an instant, everyone had the illusion of being in the scorching sun desert.

"Get out, get out!"

The female teacher screamed loudly, kicked everyone except Dior out of the room, and followed her out, preparing to close the door and then go to call the rest of the martial arts hall to come over.

At the moment when she closed the door, as far as the eye could see, a giant snake phantom that occupied the entire room loomed, firmly surrounding the young man, and the huge snake head blocked behind the young man, staring at the door, staring at her.

For a moment, there was only one thought in her head.

Proud of all things.