Global Weird: My Body Is Not Normal

Chapter 187 Trial

"Let's go."

Landing gently and putting down his smoking fist, Xu Yuan looked at the slowly opening door and waved his hand to Rumeng, who had a dull expression behind him.

"Um……"

Rumeng, who originally wanted to remind Xu Yuan, took a deep breath and didn't know what to say for a while.

In the end, she could only cast her pity eyes on Houyan, who was lying on the ground with his eyes rolled back and a big pit on his stomach.

This unlucky guy is so blind.

It’s not good to offend anyone, but the evil star Xu Yuan.

Now Rumeng can see it.

Xu Yuan's growth has exceeded her imagination.

It seems that I can lie down already.

"Contestants are welcome to complete the first test and obtain admission qualifications. This is your room card, please keep it."

As soon as he walked through the door, Xu Yuan heard a sweet voice.

He turned around and saw a girl wearing a free girl uniform smiling and handing over a black card.

"Thanks."

When she took the card, the bunny girl's cold little hand scratched Xu Yuan's palm intentionally or unintentionally. She chuckled and whispered.

"Sir, if you need any special services, you can call me. My name is Xiaorou."

"..."

Taking the card with an expressionless face, Xu Yuan felt Rumeng's teasing voice coming from behind him.

"Our Xiaoyuan is really charming. As soon as we came here, someone handed us a card."

"It's just a joke. Believe it or not, she would say the same thing when giving the card to others."

Looking at the card with the number 666 printed on it, Xu Yuan turned to look at Rumeng.

At this time, the woman was crossing her arms and smiling at him with the expression of an experienced driver.

"It seems you understand very well."

Rumeng glanced at the card in Xu Yuan's hand and nodded.

"The card has been received, so the next step is to wait for the conference to officially start."

"Well, what do you do? She only gave me a card."

Putting the card away, Xu Yuan asked Rumeng.

"Well, I am not qualified to live in this place. The General Assembly has arranged for my residence to be outside."

Rumeng spread her hands, expressing her helplessness.

"Is there still such a rule?"

Xu Yuan thought that Rumeng, like himself, would be arranged in the arena.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

"Xiao Yuan, the death fighting tournament held once in five hundred years is not as simple as it seems. You must be careful."

Rumeng warned with a serious look.

"Can you tell me more about it?"

Seeing her like this, Xu Yuan couldn't help but become serious.

"No, because I haven't participated in it either. I've only heard that many great beings appeared in this martial arts competition, and they all seemed to have benefited greatly from this competition."

Shaking her head, Rumeng still looked serious.

"..."

Looking at her serious expression in silence, Xu Yuan took a deep breath and resisted the desire to complain.

"I see."

"Then I'll leave first and look forward to your performance tomorrow."

Waving his hand, Rumeng turned and left.

"One more duel."

After Rumeng completely left, Xu Yuan turned around and walked towards the inside of the arena.

This is a deep corridor.

Burning torches hung on both sides of the corridor.

The color of the torch is green, reflecting the surroundings like hell.

The walls of the corridor are covered with strange murals, and the murals depict abstract battle scenes.

There are humans and monsters on both sides of the battle.

People fight with people, people fight with monsters, monsters fight with monsters.

These incomparable murals in the underworld, illuminated by green fire, wonderfully bring people an inexplicable sense of excitement and excitement.

It is as if when seeing the murals, the human spirit is unconsciously brought into these battles.

As the corridor goes deeper, the content of the murals is constantly changing.

Most monster vs. monster murals from the beginning.

Gradually it turned into mostly murals of people fighting against each other.

It feels as if the monsters are being eliminated and humans are gradually rising.

"But are they really human?"

Xu Yuan looked at the picture on the mural of a figure holding a giant sword piercing another figure holding an axe, and fell into deep thought.

The dark world.

Unless players like him are human.

The rest are ghosts.

Xu Yuan does not think that the humanoid creatures that can participate in this martial arts competition are players.

Then there is only one explanation left.

Everyone involved in the competition is treacherous.

The human figures on the murals are also weird.

"From a monster, he gradually transformed into a human being. Is this foreshadowing something?"

I recalled seeing rough-handed monsters, giant humanoids and other beasts on the mural at the front.

Xu Yuan seemed to feel the changes in the myth.

The gods at the beginning were all kinds of indescribable horrors.

But as time goes by, human beliefs gradually begin to change.

The form of the gods gradually changed from monster to human form.

Finally, human beings began to believe that man can conquer nature.

As a result, the gods gradually disappeared.

"But have the gods really disappeared?"

Looking at the darkness at the end of the corridor, Xu Yuan's thoughts were swirling in his mind.

He thought of the horrors hidden in the depths.

Those existences that truly possess terrifying power have not died, but are simply sleeping for unknown reasons.

Wait until these beings wake up.

The real terror...will come.

…

Unknowingly.

Xu Yuan has already walked out of the corridor.

Passing through a layer of darkness like a curtain.

A hall appeared in his eyes.

Rough and wild.

These two words are what give people the first impression of this completely stone hall.

In this hall, which is completely made up of large blocks of boulders.

Many strange figures have appeared here and there.

A tall, muscular figure wearing tattered clothes, with pale skin covered with stitch marks.

Wearing a black robe, his whole body was shrouded, and even his face was buried in shadow, making it impossible to see his face.

The body was twitching constantly, saliva was drooling from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot.

A priest sitting cross-legged and praying in a pyramid with throwing knives.

In addition, there are some players with weird actions and looks.

These guys didn't go back to their rooms, they just stayed in the hall, each busy with their own things.

Weird and harmonious.

But in Xu Yuan's perception.

These guys all exuded twisted and fierce resentment.

It is constantly corroding the surrounding space.

The collision of resentments even caused the air to become slightly distorted.

Xu Yuan looked at it and found that in order to reach his room on the card, he had to pass through this force field area filled with resentment.

[It has been detected that you have arrived at the Death Martial Arts Tournament.]

[The second round of hidden missions opens! 】

【Nine Level Trial】

[Task description: The Underworld Death Fighting Conference represents the new generation of extreme violence in the underworld. If you want to participate in a real fight, you must prove your strength. 】

[You need to complete the nine-level trial before you can start the real martial arts tournament.]

[The nine trials are divided into: Gatekeeper (completed), Field of Power, Corridor of Malice, Fighting for a Bed, Battle in the Training Room, Night of the Fighters, Blood Dream, Dead by Daylight, and the Final Test.]

【Only the brave can enter the conference site.】

[Task reward: Based on the completion of the final trial, you can get rewards such as longevity + ghost puzzle + cursed props + resentment crystal. 】

[Penalty for failure: If you are cowardly enough and give up in advance, you can live.]

[Explanation: There was once a strong man who completed four trials with great difficulty. Later, he divided these four trials and multiplied them by three, bragging that he had completed twelve impossible trials; ]

[Because of his excellent bragging ability, he eventually gained everyone's faith and became the legendary Hercules, but the gods who really understood how people are like this scorned him. 】

[Then how many trials can you complete? 】

The system prompt popped up at this time. Looking at this prompt, Xu Yuan's eyes twitched.

"There are nine trials to be conducted before the martial arts competition? It's really outrageous. Aren't the organizers afraid of trouble?"

He complained in his heart, but his footsteps did not stop.

Now he knows.

These guys who don't enter the room are not contestants participating in the martial arts tournament at all.

Instead, they are employees specifically used to test players.

No wonder these guys were so fiercely conflicting with each other, but they refused to take action.

Something has changed.

They turned out to be in the same group.

One step down.

Xu Yuan finally walked into the hall.

clatter!

The footsteps fell.

All the weird things in the hall seemed to have awakened, and at the same time they turned their attention to Xu Yuan.

at the same time.

Xu Yuan felt a strong malice wrapping around him like thick venom.

It made him feel itchy and sticky, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Will you be targeted as soon as you come in? It's really annoying."

Feeling this sticky resentment, Xu Yuan's eyes wandered.

He found that although these weird people who were releasing resentment were using strong resentment to surround him.

But there is a clear intention to attack.

It's obvious.

This test at this time is testing his resistance to the force field of resentment.

And facing the corrosion of the resentment force field.

Xu Yuan is not false at all.

He didn't even open the ghost realm to resist the erosion of this resentment. Instead, he walked to the center of the square with a look of enjoyment.

This is the location where resentment is most suppressed.

[Your skin has been corroded by resentment, your skin has begun to strengthen automatically, and your skin's resistance to the corrosion of resentment has increased. 】

[Your skin has been suppressed by the strange aura. Your skin has automatically strengthened and gained special effects: aura resistance. 】

[Your skin wants to fight back, but I feel that this place is a rare training place, so I finally decided to be patient, fill up the resistance, and then fight back.]

Under the erosion of resentment, Xu Yuan's skin became even tighter, and an invisible layer of brilliance gradually overflowed from the skin, resisting the force field of resentment released by these strange oranges.

Xu Yuan actually started to use these corrosive force fields to build up his skin's resistance.

"The needle doesn't poke."

Feel the tingling gradually becoming mild on the skin.

Xu Yuan looked satisfied.

It had been a long time since he had encountered such an corrosive force field that could automatically strengthen his skin.

Finally encountered it this time.

He really wants to enjoy it enough.

"Huh...huh...!"

Heavy breathing sounds came from these strange mouths that were releasing resentment.

They stared at Xu Yuan, who was standing motionless in the middle of the hall, with blood-red and numb eyes.

They feel the anger.

As tool men, they have not seen a player who dares to be so provocative for a long time.