Inside the Seven Kills Hall.
The moment the door closed tightly behind him, the last trace of fuzzy light was finally cut off completely. It was really so dark inside the hall, so dark that I couldn't even see my fingers.
Lu Ping didn't think much. He reached into his arms and fumbled around, then took out the lighting beads.
Injecting the power of soul, a ball of light suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes, extremely gorgeous, like fireworks.
Lu Ping was stunned, but in just such a moment, the lighting bead had dimmed, and no matter how much power he injected into it, it could not emit light.
Lu Ping scratched his head, and a sneer came from the darkness: "Lighting beads?"
"How dare you bring such a low-level toy into the Seven Kills Hall and use it?" the voice continued.
"No one told me no." Lu Ping said. The useless lighting bead was still put into his arms, and then he walked towards the direction where the sound came from.
"My ears are quite good." The man noticed Lu Ping's movements and smiled.
Lu Ping stopped and frowned. When the man spoke, his position changed again, as if he was deliberately avoiding him.
"I'm here to pick a magic weapon." Lu Ping said.
"Otherwise, why do you think you can come in?" said the voice.
"So how should I choose?" In the darkness, Lu Ping was not in a hurry and was very calm.
As a result, there was no answer this time.
"Where are the people?" Lu Ping asked.
Still no response.
Lu Ping used his courage and used his listening skills.
The flow of soul power actually reached behind him, and a hand was reaching towards his face. The movement was very light, and the voice of Po Zhili was just hidden as much as possible, without any aggression.
Lu Ping calculated the timing correctly, tilted his head slightly, and the hand that gently reached over suddenly came up empty.
"What is this for?" Lu Ping asked.
"Scaring you." The voice said and suddenly moved away from Lu Ping.
"Then what?" Lu Ping asked.
The other party didn't answer again. But this time Lu Ping heard the news and didn't stop. He could hear that the other party had changed his position, and he was more cautious about hiding his soul power and leaning towards him.
"Come again?" Lu Ping asked.
The other party didn't answer.
Lu Ping had no choice but to wait. When that person approached him again, it was still from behind.
One hand was raised again, still facing Lu Ping's face.
"Do I have to let you touch it?" Lu Ping suddenly asked.
The movement of the hand stopped immediately, as if after a slight hesitation. Slowly took it back.
This time he did not retreat immediately, but slapped his hands twice behind Lu Ping.
Suddenly there was light in the lobby. Although I don't know where it came from, it was bright.
Lu Ping turned around and looked at the person behind him. A young man who didn't look very old and was dressed in dark gray like the seven guards outside the door was looking at Lu Ping with some surprise.
"You can't scare me." Lu Ping said.
A disapproving sneer immediately appeared on the man's face: "I admit that your perception is very keen, but based on this alone, it would be naive to want to pick the magic weapon from the Seven Kills Hall."
"No matter who you recommend, whether you can take away the magic weapon or not is the final decision of Qishatang." As he said this, this person's tone became stern again.
"Okay." Lu Ping nodded, looking calm and composed.
This person was immediately a little discouraged, after all, the teasing to Lu Ping just now was very immature. Saying these words at this time also seems to be a bit arrogant and lacking in confidence.
"Follow me." After giving Lu Ping a hard look, the man walked aside.
Lu Ping followed, and only then did he have time to look inside the Seven Kills Hall, only to find that he still couldn't see anything. This light only illuminated a five-meter radius around the two of them. Beyond that, no matter above or to the left or right, it was still pitch black and nothing could be seen. In this Seven Kills Hall. It seemed like it was just an empty space with nothing.
Lu Ping didn't ask any questions and just followed this person. After a while, the light came within range. Suddenly, stone steps appeared, right inside the Seven Kills Hall, stone steps.
"Go up by yourself." The man stopped at this moment and said to Lu Ping.
The stone steps extended upward, but they were only illuminated for a distance of five meters. He didn't know where the stone steps would extend. Looking left and right, at a distance of five meters, the width of the stone steps does not reach the end.
"Yes." Lu Ping responded to the man, and then walked towards the stone steps. Step by step, the spherical light with a radius of five meters also moved with him. In this illuminated space, there are only stone steps, with no endpoints on both sides and no end of the stone steps. Lu Ping looked back and saw that the man before could no longer be seen. He could only continue to climb up the stone steps.
But in the man's eyes, he could see a ball of light rising up the stone steps. He just stood at the bottom of the stone steps, and soon someone came to his side.
"You let him come over so soon?" the visitor asked.
This question obviously made this person a little embarrassed.
"His perception is very keen." No matter how unconvinced he was, he had to admit this.
"Can you even detect your Seven Extremities?" The visitor was also a little surprised.
"Not only did he notice it, I think he noticed it very easily," the man said.
"What method was used?" the visitor asked.
He was answered with a shake of the head and silence.
The visitor immediately fell into deep thought and left silently.
"Forty-nine, fifty..."
"One hundred and twenty-one, one hundred and twenty-two..."
As Lu Ping walked, he counted the stone steps under his feet.
He was a little surprised at how big the Seven Kills Hall was. The stone steps were actually longer and higher than the stone steps outside the Seven Kills Hall.
As he walked, he continued to count.
Count until the last number.
Three hundred and forty-three.
The stone steps in the Seven Kills Hall actually have three hundred and forty-three steps, going straight up without any twists and turns.
Now Lu Ping has finished walking, but there is still darkness around him. He didn't know where the three hundred and forty-three steps had taken him. When he walked away, he was still only in darkness.
"Is there anyone?" Lu Ping asked proactively this time.
"Yes." This question was answered immediately.
"I'm here to pick a magic weapon." Lu Ping said.
"Welcome." The voice said. Although it was said in such words, there was no hint of joy in its tone.
But after he said these words, there was light again in the Seven Kills Hall.
This time, there is no longer a ball of light, but many groups, countless groups. They are floating in the air, horizontally, vertically, left, right, up and down, one after another.
Lu Ping immediately saw clearly that it was not just a light group, but there was a weapon in each light group, sleeping there, suspended in mid-air. And he, after 343 steps, was sent to the middle of these light groups, where he was surrounded by divine weapons.
Then he also saw clearly that the 343-level stone platform under his feet turned out to be the word "soldier", and he was standing on the top of this word. The magical weapons passed down from Beidou Academy for thousands of years surrounded him like the vast starry sky.
"You can choose, or you can give up. Please do everything according to your ability. It's not like no one has died on this disarmament stage." The man said.
"Okay." Lu Ping said.
"Choose or give up." the man asked.
"Choose." Lu Ping said.
"Please," the man said.
"How to choose?" Lu Ping asked. (To be continued.)
