The other members of the Heaven's Fate Academy didn't seem to have any interest in such an examination.
Unlike Napier Mo, who was overly ostentatious, this big fella possessed the unique reserved temperament of the Mo Family. Standing beneath a tree by the side of the crowd, he crossed his hands before his chest, his eyes closed. Occasionally, a sliver of incomparable sharpness would seep out from the slits of his eyes, causing people to feel as though they were an ancient mountain, quiet and tranquil, yet majestic and imposing.
Mo Chen, the mainstay heavy soldier of the Heaven's Fate Academy! Despite not being ranked on the Mo's List, no one would doubt the strength of the mainstay of an S ranked squadron. Although the strongest of the various occupations might be those ranked on the Mo's List, this did not mean that only the 5 of them could be considered experts. There would definitely be those that were on par with them, and the mainstay of the S ranked squadrons were definitely the most powerful competitors amongst them.
Many people started sizing him up, with Barran unable to help but to stare at him. He could feel that his opponent was doing his best to suppress the uncontrollable gigantic power that was present before him like a towering mountain. Was he still a human?
Perhaps due to sensing Barran's gaze, a sliver of a smile appeared on the giant-like Mo Chen's face. However, it brought about an enormous pressure to Barran.
The people watching from outside were also dumbfounded. This heavy soldier of the Heaven's Fate Academy was truly too exaggerated. That physique, that Soul Power! While other people were doing their utmost to raise their strength, he was still suppressing it. Although he had yet to take action, everyone knew that he was definitely at the monstrous level. However, such a person was actually unable to be ranked on the Mo's List!
How could they let people live? However, none of this was able to affect Barran. Ever since the day he had entered the academy, he had never passed an examination before. The first time he had passed was during this year's Tianjing Academy's end-of-term examinations. Truthfully speaking, even Barran felt that he had done rather badly. He did not know what had happened back then, but he had gotten hot-headed during the examination, causing him to mess up a rather simple matter. There was no need to even mention about the theory examination. Being able to pass was completely due to the teacher giving him face. According to President Ma Dong, this was called Exam Season Syndrome. In any case, it was an illness that had to be treated. However, there was no specific medicine for it.
Just as he was thinking about this, all of a sudden, he felt a heavy force slam against his shoulder. The frightening force instantly caused the absent-minded Barran to fall on his butt.
"My apologies." The one who had rammed into Mo Chen was a huge man with a physique similar to Mo Chen. His exaggerated muscles made him look like a wild beast from the wilderness. His shiny bald head and thick beard made him look like a seventeen or eighteen year old student. Just now, all of his attention had been focused on Mo Chen. Bumping into Barran was indeed an accident. Clearly, both of them had been distracted.
"It's okay, Uncle." Barran stood up from the ground, thinking that the other party was an examiner. The other party had only lightly bumped into him, yet he felt a slight ache in his shoulder, as though he had bumped into a huge lump of metal. The muscles on his body were too hard.
But the bearded man who was about to leave suddenly stopped and turned his head, "Uncle? I just look more mature! "
The gaze of the bearded man was incomparably sharp, causing Barran to feel as though he was an antelope being stared at by a lion in the African savanna.
"Fuck! It's Cabel Torres! I had assumed that he would be ranked on the Mo's List!"
"Is that person crazy? He actually dares to call Cabel uncle?"
"That's a taboo that can never be mentioned in front of the Torres brothers!" Quite a few people in the surroundings instantly turned their attention over, taking pleasure in Barran's misfortune. Such a good show was something that one could not usually see. Cabel was good in every aspect, except for his rapid maturation. In the eyes of his peers, this wasn't something too pleasant.
Cabel Torres!
Being the mainstay heavy soldier of the other S ranked squadron in the Grozny Competition Zone, Cabel's reputation was even greater than Mo Chen's. His strength was very strong, and he had made a name for himself very early. Among the golden generation that had entered the OP 3 years ago, he had obtained the title of Quasi Sanctuary Division earlier than Carolyn and the others.
Furthermore, one of the 3 great Summoning Masters on the Mo's List, Bobo Torres, was his younger brother. These 2 brothers were basically polar opposites. One was already 15 years old, yet he still looked like a 7 or 8 year old kid. As for the other, he had just turned 19 this year, yet looked like a 30 year old uncle! The greatest taboo for these 2 brothers was the word "big". Cabel was still slightly better off. If it was Bobo, Barran might not even know how he would be done for.
"Fellow student, I just feel that a beard is more emotional." Cabel's gaze appeared just like 2 blades. "Furthermore, I'm only 19 this year!"
Cabel was still very concerned about the absence of him from the 5 great Mo's List heavy soldiers. Although he did not deny the strength of the people on the list, he did not feel that he was any weaker than them. There was no meaning in doubting the Mo Family, as strength would prove everything!
Just like yesterday, the large hall was filled with seats arranged in the shape of a staircase. A large group of solemn-looking staff members were holding onto pens and paper as they took notes. There were also a few people at the other side of the hall who were adjusting various kinds of equipment.
The main examiner was still the same old man that Barran had seen on Skylink yesterday. He was said to be called Cole Joseph.
"The first duel is the Thousand Hammer Formation." said Cole Joseph as he pointed towards a few transparent octagonal rooms that had already been set up in the hall. "I believe that everyone present here is rather familiar with this. The difficulty of the rooms will increase every 10 seconds. The longer you stay in there, the better your results will be."
With yesterday's experience, a test like the Thousand Hammer Formation was within the expectations of the majority of the squadrons. Although Barran had never trained in it before, Wang Zhong had specially found some information regarding the Thousand Hammer Formation to familiarize him with it. The sealed rooms were equipped with hidden holes that would emit extremely powerful energy shockwaves. Regardless of what method one used, one just had to endure it and not collapse.
To many of the veteran heavy soldiers, this was only a warm-up for their training. Naturally, with yesterday's lesson, no one dared to look down on this seemingly simple Thousand Hammer Array. Only the heavens knew how terrifying the difficulty of this array would be when the organizing committee adjusted it to be.
Cole Joseph had already started to draw the lots.
Don't be the first, don't be the first …
Many people were secretly praying for the first to be the first to be at a disadvantage. After all, it was extremely difficult to understand the difficulty of this test. Only by seeing it with one's own eyes would one have sufficient mental preparation.
… …
"Number 72, Tianjing Academy, Barran Gestalt!"
… …
Upon hearing his name being in the first batch, Barran's heart instantly thumped. Just a moment ago, he was also one of the members of the praying army. He truly wanted to help his squadron obtain a good result. To a person like him who had never experienced the Thousand Hammer Formation before, the most important thing was to personally witness the process of others completing it. At this moment, the only thing he could do was to brace himself and go up.
Hastily walking forward, he entered the Thousand Hammer Formation under the arrangements of the staff.
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