Chapter 569

"The second stage is strength."

"The third stage directly enters actual combat. The White Tiger possesses decent speed and strength, which perfectly correspond to the first two stages."

"The first two stages were passive tests, whereas this stage becomes an active test."

Meng Anwen said softly, "Starting from this stage, people will begin to be eliminated!"

Lin Moyu was a bit puzzled. "This White Tiger looks strong, but it's actually only at the level of a normal elite monster, and it's quite a bit weaker than the ordinary monsters in a Hell Dungeon."

He didn't understand how anyone could fail to defeat such a weak monster.

"That's quite normal," Bai Yiyuan's voice sounded from the side.

Bai Yiyuan and Zhu Qingliu walked over, stepping up side-by-side to Lin Moyu.

Bai Yiyuan said in a low voice, "Not every Professional has combat power like yours."

"Before gaining self-enlightenment, the combat power of most Professionals is actually inferior to even those small monsters in a Hell-difficulty Dungeon."

"Why does our human race form teams? It's because humans are not inherently strong."

"Yet, within a race that isn't strong, we must select strong individuals."

"Isn't that contradictory?"

Lin Moyu pondered Bai Yiyuan's words, "Selecting strong individuals from within a race that isn't strong…"

These words seemed contradictory, yet they aligned perfectly with Antares's theory.

Better to have a single god-level than a hundred level 89s.

Any race needs truly top-tier, powerful individuals.

And the God Stone Dungeon seemed to exist precisely to select these powerful individuals.

Chapter 540: Fortunately, I Was Born Relatively Early

Lin Moyu understood the purpose of the God Stone Dungeon.

It was to select individuals who were truly powerful and possessed great potential.

Lin Moyu murmured, "Is it true that anyone who scores above 90 in the God Stone Dungeon can become a god-level?"

Bai Yiyuan let out a hearty laugh. "It's not that simple. Scoring above 90 only proves you have the potential to become a god-level, and even then, it's not a hundred percent guarantee."

"It's just that getting a high score in the God Stone Dungeon makes the possibility of becoming a god-level slightly higher."

"As for those who can't even reach 90 points, they basically have no hope of achieving godhood."

Meng Anwen said, "Since the God Stone Dungeon was discovered, 480 years have passed. The total number of people who have entered the Dungeon before exceeds one million."

"Those who scored over 90 points number fewer than 500. Basically, every time the Dungeon opens, there are only about 10 such people."

"Yet out of these fewer than 500 people, only slightly over 50 eventually managed to reach god-level."

Listening to the numbers given by Meng Anwen, Lin Moyu sighed softly. "Becoming a god-level is truly not easy."

Zhu Qingliu, who was beside Bai Yiyuan, giggled and said, "It might be hard for others, but it shouldn't be hard for Lin Moyu."

"Yiyuan told me about Lin Moyu. Lin Moyu will definitely become a god-level."

A bright smile blossomed on Zhu Qingliu's beautiful face. "If you face any difficulties, just come to Shiniang. Shiniang will definitely help if I can."

"Thank you, Shiniang," Lin Moyu replied with a smile. Such a wonderful Shiniang couldn't be found even if one searched with a lantern.

Inside the God Stone Dungeon, the scene changed once again.

Out of the 100 people, ninety percent successfully killed the White Tiger and passed the stage smoothly.

As beams of light cascaded from the sky onto everyone, the bodies of those who passed were fully restored.

Whether it was skill cooldowns, physical stamina, or mental energy consumption, everything was restored to its initial state.

Their scores also reached 30 points.

There were also a few people who, just as Meng Anwen had said, were eliminated, appearing outside the Dungeon in an extremely pathetic state.

The expressions on these people's faces were incredibly unsightly; they had been eliminated in just the third stage.

They had utterly lost face.

These few didn't even have the face to stay, quickly leaving the venue.

Meng Anwen said, "These people are just trash who have levels but absolutely no actual combat ability."

Lin Moyu said quietly, "Levels do not represent strength. The human race needs powerful warriors, not high-level weaklings."

Inside the Dungeon, the fourth stage had already begun.

It was still that Wind Tiger, but its level had increased.

It exceeded each Professional's level by three.

A level 50 Professional would face a level 53 Wind Tiger.

This kind of scene was commonplace for Lin Moyu.

He had always faced enemies dozens of levels higher than himself.

Exceeding his level by just three meant absolutely nothing to him.

But for other Professionals, it was much more difficult.

For a time, various scenes played out across the Dungeon.

Some were hunted down by the Wind Tiger, looking extremely pathetic.

Others fought hard to maneuver and battle the Wind Tiger; though somewhat disheveled, they displayed remarkable combat strength.

There were also those who coped calmly, facing a Wind Tiger three levels higher than themselves without the slightest pressure.

The gap in combat power began to show.

Lin Moyu saw that a few people dealt with the Wind Tiger with great ease, finding it completely effortless.

Clearly, their combat power was very strong, and they still had plenty of strength to spare, enough for them to continue onward.

Those who were already starting to struggle had no possibility of going much further.

Even if they weren't eliminated in this stage, they would inevitably be knocked out in the next.

Looking around, once this stage was over, at least half of the Professionals would be eliminated.

The reward of half a god stone in the God Stone Dungeon was not easy to obtain.

On the spectator stands outside the guest area, thousands of people were pointing and commenting on everyone's performance inside the Dungeon.

They too were about to enter the Dungeon, so watching others' trials now was equivalent to gaining experience for themselves.

Some felt proud when they saw their clansmen pass the trial with excellent performances.

Conversely, if they saw their clansmen perform poorly, they felt they had lost face.

"How pathetic. If it were me up there, I definitely wouldn't be like that."

"How could they fight so miserably? Have they never fought monsters before?"

"It's just a monster that doesn't even count as a boss. What's so hard about it? I can solo actual bosses for you to see!"

The stands were incredibly lively, with everyone expressing their opinions.

At the very top of the stands, a group of old fellows sat in a circle.

They watched the young people below with smiles on their faces, soaking in the lively atmosphere.

Once upon a time, most of them had also been part of that crowd and had participated in the God Stone Dungeon.

In a corner of the stands, two pairs of eyes stared at Lin Moyu from afar.

One pair of eyes belonged to Shui Zhijun, his gaze filled with hatred.

This hatred was hidden very well. He now knew Lin Moyu's identity and knew he couldn't take revenge.

If he wanted revenge, he would have to wait for an opportunity.

Perhaps… His gaze shifted toward Shu Han…

The other gaze belonged to Shan Feiying, who patted his chest with a face full of relief. "Fortunately, fortunately I didn't provoke him."

"The woman of a Divine General—even if I had nine heads, they wouldn't be enough for him to chop off."

"This babe Mo Yun is destined to have no fate with this young master!"

The two of them had entirely different thoughts.

Different personalities naturally led them onto different paths, resulting in different endings.

The Dungeon's trials were still continuing.

The difficulty of the fifth stage increased once again.

Not only did the Wind Tiger's level not continue to rise, but it actually dropped back down to be at the same level as the Professionals.

However, a second tiger appeared by its side.

A Fire Tiger, its entire body blazing with raging flames.

The Fire Tiger's speed wasn't as fast as the Wind Tiger's, but its attack power was greater and its offensive was much more fierce.

The two tigers, with completely different attributes, cooperated with each other, beating the Professionals until they cried out for their parents.

All kinds of pathetic scenes emerged one after another, eliciting bursts of laughter from the crowd outside.

However, they didn't stop to think that they would soon enter the Dungeon themselves and face the exact same situation.

When that time came, the people outside would laugh at them in just the same way.

Meng Anwen said, "The fifth stage features the Fire Tiger, the sixth is the Water Tiger, and the seventh is the Lightning Tiger."

"The four tigers of wind, fire, water, and lightning merge into one, transforming into a boss for the eighth stage."

Lin Moyu asked, "What about the ninth stage?"

Meng Anwen murmured, "The ninth stage is also known as the Endless Stage. The four elemental tigers of wind, fire, water, and lightning will continuously appear in ever-increasing numbers."

"For every extra minute you survive, you gain one point."

Lin Moyu did the math. Back then, Meng Anwen scored 94 points.

In other words, he had survived for at least 14 minutes.

It was hard to say how many tiger monsters would appear in 14 minutes; surviving that long was already no easy feat.

Such combat power was exceptionally strong.

However, for him, there didn't seem to be much difficulty.

He could not only survive, but he could also counter-kill them!

Just as Meng Anwen had said, the Dungeon became increasingly difficult.

People were constantly being eliminated.

By the seventh stage, when the wind, fire, water, and Lightning Tigers all emerged together, only 5 out of the 100 people remained in the Dungeon.

Ninety-five percent of the participants had already been eliminated.

Looking at these remaining five, they too were in imminent danger, left with only the strength to defend under the onslaught of the four elemental tigers.

Bai Yiyuan spoke with a hint of disdain, "This batch of people is too weak, far worse than we were back in our day."

Meng Anwen replied, "That's normal. It's impossible for so many geniuses to appear."

"Besides, with Lin Moyu around now, the geniuses of this era can only pale in comparison."

Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily. "Of course! It won't be a problem for Lin Moyu to suppress an entire era. Fortunately, I was born relatively early, otherwise I wouldn't have stood a chance at making a name for myself."

His words made Zhu Qingliu burst into laughter. "Oh you, you really are thick-skinned."

Bai Yiyuan chuckled. "Whether I'm thick-skinned or not depends on who you're comparing me to. At least compared to a certain someone, my skin isn't that thick."

His words clearly carried an innuendo, but Meng Anwen ignored him, refusing to take the bait.

When the last person was eliminated, this round of trials for the hundred participants came to an end.

Not a single person managed to reach the ninth stage to obtain half a talent god stone.