Squeak! The door of the iron cage was lazily pulled open by the warrior outside.
The silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf's repulsive mouth was already aimed at No. 12's neck. The moment its sharp teeth touched the skin on the neck, glaring blood gushed out.
In less than a second, the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf's bite would kill No. 12.
"It's just the first round and someone's going to die already?" Tang Ling's back was drenched in sweat. He could not remain calm in the face of death.
A purple gleam flickered in the cage.
In the next moment, what the crowd heard was not No. 12's final cry of agony, but the agonized whimpers of the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf.
When Tang Ling could clearly see what was happening, he saw a Purple Moon Warrior standing in the cage.
He single-handedly grabbed the dead silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf and tossed the carcass away like a piece of trash.
It was just a simple toss, and when the carcass landed on the ground, it turned into a puddle of blood that splattered all over the ground.
"What kind of speed and strength is this?" Tang Ling almost stopped breathing. He had always heard about how powerful the Purple Moon Warriors were, but today was the first time he saw one in action, and it shocked him to the core.
He could not forget the ice-cold glare from that night. He once thought about trampling these emotionless killing machines under his feet.
However, when he saw the absolute difference in strength with his own eyes, his heart sank into despair.
He saw it clearer than the others. The silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf died because its skull was smashed.
In less than a second, the Purple Moon Warrior rushed into the iron cage and smashed its skull without even charging up. However, the toughest part of a wolf's body was its head.
'Copper head and iron bones' was not a hunter's slang.
"This kid is lucky. He's within the range of a Purple Moon Warrior's Transient Step. "It was at that moment that the instructor seemed to want more, so he added in a dissatisfied tone.
Tang Ling inhaled deeply. All he could remember was the term Transient Step. Was it referring to the instantaneous burst of movement?
Did the Purple Moon Warrior rely on this to achieve such speed?
Even though he was reluctant to admit it, Tang Ling had to admit that his desire to enter the First Reserved Camp and become a Purple Moon Warrior was growing stronger.
After a simple strike, the Purple Moon Warrior backed out of the cage and stood 10 meters away from the cage with his hands behind his back.
Someone had already entered the cage to clean up the mangled flesh left behind by the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf.
No. 12 was then carried out of the cage by a few men. Even though the Purple Moon Warriors intervened in time, the wolf fangs had bitten through No. 12's neck, and judging from his heaving chest, he was still alive.
However, no one could guarantee the extent of the bites and whether they could be treated in time.
In this era, the most extravagant behavior is treatment.
That was not something that ordinary people could enjoy.
"I hope he's someone from the inner city." That was the only thought in Tang Ling's mind. After all, he was just a young boy filled with hope. Sacrificing his life for a test was an innocent act.
But at this moment, the instructor still had a small piece of cigarette left in his mouth, adding a hint of heaviness to this cruel scene.
"Do you think this test was okay? Are there any Purple Moon Warriors? "
"Don't be stupid. The Purple Moon Warriors are here to show you how powerful they are. "
"It's also to tell you that as long as you enter the First Reserved Camp, you'll have the highest chance of becoming someone as powerful as the Purple Moon Warriors.
"Whether or not the Purple Moon Warriors will make a move next time will depend on their mood."
After that, the instructor cherished the last puff of his cigarette before he reluctantly tossed it on the ground.
Then, he nonchalantly called out the next number — No. 7.
A brand-new sealed cage was carried into the field and a hungry and agitated Cloudshadow Leopard was released.
It was undoubtedly stronger than the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf.
"Now, things are getting interesting." The instructor looked satisfied.
"I want to quit." No. 7 walked out of the line without a second thought.
The battle just now might have ended quickly, but the heavy shadow lingered in his heart.
"If you don't enter the cage, you don't have the right to quit. Do you want me to get someone to tie you up and bring you in? "The instructor rejected the request easily.
He only had the chance to quit earlier, so it was impossible for him to do so now.
No. 7 went silent and walked towards the cage as if he had accepted his fate.
However, the moment he stepped into the cage, he shouted, "I give up!"
"Hmph." The instructor squinted his eyes and chuckled coldly. The warrior outside the door locked the door without any expression.
He waited for a few seconds before he slowly took out the key to open the door.
All sorts of exclamations and screams sounded in the crowd, mixed with the sobs of women who could not hold it in.
The Cloudshadow Leopard was not a wolf. It was ferocious and its hunger made it lose all its patience. When No. 7 entered the cage and shouted, "I give up," the Cloudshadow Leopard had already pounced on him.
No. 7, who was caught off guard, fell under the Cloudshadow Leopard's body. The moment the warrior outside the door took out the key, a big piece of flesh was already in the Cloudshadow Leopard's mouth and swallowed in satisfaction.
When the door opened, a few warriors chased the Cloudshadow Leopard away. As expected, the Purple Moon Warriors did not make another move.
What about No. 7?
Following the horrified screams of the crowd, all that was left was a broken body.
Death was just the main course. The leg that was bitten clean and the broken abdomen was like a bloody side dish beside the main course.
None of the young warriors who were waiting could make a sound. They did not even have the strength to swallow their saliva.
Only Yu and Orston were relatively relaxed.
"Oops, oops. You're a little slow. "The instructor shook his head in regret.
Then, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he almost roared, "Only those of noble status among you can be saved in time."
If you don't, don't even think about playing any tricks.
Do you know what kind of people I hate the most? They don't know how to judge the situation, yet they greedily yearn for a chance. They think it's okay to give it a try, but in the end, they think they can escape with their smarts.
"Such a person would be a bomb on the battlefield! They might as well die …
I promise I won't let any of them go during the exam that I'm invigilating. "
After that, the instructor sat down angrily as if he was wronged as if he was trying to calm himself down. Tang Ling went quiet.
Tang Ling went quiet. What the man said sounded reasonable.
However, was it really reasonable? No. 7 was not a warrior yet, and the cage was not a battlefield. Could the cruelty of the times deprive people of their choices?
Of course, if they made a choice, they would have to bear the consequences.
No. 7's death did not cause much of an uproar. Even though the people saw the cruel scene, they were sad because they thought of themselves.
At least, no one stood up to object to the bloody exam.
The parents of the candidates must be among them, but they remained silent.
"No. 28." The instructor read the next candidate's number.
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