As the test continued, Cole Joseph continued to read out the names of the group on the stage. "Number 1, Heaven's Fate Academy, Mo Chen!"
"Number 2, Torres Academy, Cabel Torres!"
Two metal tower-like figures stood up from the back row, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"They're up so quickly today? I thought that they'd be left for the last round again. "
"Yesterday and today, the Heaven's Fate Academy and Torres Academy came out together. If this wasn't specially arranged, I'd f * ck a 5 speed electric fan on the spot!"
"There's no need to complain about this. The organisers probably want them to compete against each other and be slightly more serious in this elimination round. If not, a test of this level would be utterly easy for them."
The two people walking up the stage were basically giants. Standing beside them, Berlyn and the other heavy soldier could be considered to be tall and burly, standing at a full 2.1 metres in height. However, compared to those two, they were nearly 2 heads shorter. Furthermore, unlike the clumsy and uncoordinated movements of ordinary tall people, the muscles on the bodies of these two fellows appeared exceedingly well-proportioned, while brimming with a streamlined sense of beauty. As they walked, they didn't give off the heavy feeling that would cause the earth to shake. On the contrary, they appeared rather nimble and nimble, while their entire bodies radiated with a beastly feeling.
This caused Berlyn, who was originally prepared to show off in front of Barran and those fellows that had ridiculed Adolf, to feel a mountain of pressure weighing down on him. Furthermore, he was only standing beside the two of them. If he were to truly face off against such fellows, Berlyn doubted whether he would have the confidence to rush up to them.
Taking the time to look at the scoreboard by the side of the stage, he noticed that the previous best result had been achieved by the heavy soldier from the New Holy City, who had lasted for 51 seconds in the Thousand Hammer Formation. As for the other first-rate participants, they had all lasted between 40 to 50 seconds. Clearly, 40 seconds was the greatest hurdle. This was the standard for first-rate A ranked squadrons, and the goal that Berlyn was prepared to strive towards.
"Start!"
Following the start of the competition, seemingly everyone's attention was immediately attracted by Mo Chen and Cabel.
Unlike the other people who were desperately using the shields in their hands, Mo Chen and Cabel simply did not bring their shields into the room. Due to their overly large stature, it was already hard for them to move around in the sealed room. Bringing along a large shield would only cause them to be even more unnimble. Both of them had relied on their fleshly bodies, with the only difference being that their defensive methods were slightly different.
Upon entering the room, a faint layer of bronze radiance surfaced on the surface of Cabel's body. Appearing to be some sort of secret armour transformation technique forged from Soul Power, it possessed astonishing defensive capabilities. The energy bullets that were extremely powerful to others appeared just like tickles when they smashed against his bronze skin, leaving behind shallow marks that proved that they had 'come' before disappearing without a trace.
On the other hand, Mo Chen, on the other hand, had both his fists in a fighting stance. Without the shackles of his shield, his movements were far more nimble than those of the shorter fellows. His fists were methodical and precise, accurately hitting every energy bullet, using offense as defense. Both of his fists glowed with a golden light, making it seem as if he was wearing a pair of metal gauntlets. Even when his fists collided with the energy bullets, crisp sounds of impact could be heard.
Experts truly were experts, causing waves of exclamations to ring out from the audience. Every 10 seconds, the level of difficulty would increase, with the attacks of the Energy Bullets becoming stronger and faster. At the same time, the number of attacks would also increase. After 50 seconds, the entire room would be filled with Energy Bullets continuously shooting out from all directions. However, to Cabel and Mo Chen, such a level of difficulty was nothing to them.
At the same time, they safely passed through the maximum limit of 60 seconds, before the room turned silent and the energy bullets disappeared.
This was an expected outcome, yet it left an endless aftertaste in people's minds.
The first round took more than half a day. It had to be said that it was still those traditional tyrants who ruled this CHF. Heavy soldiers could not afford to be flashy, as they needed to have the most solid foundation. Furthermore, it was said that heavy soldiers were the most stable, and it wasn't easy for them to make a mistake. That Tianjing fellow was an exception, as his performance was too poor.
On such a stage, it would be a nightmare for those without sufficient strength to step onto the stage. The second round had also begun, and was a test of the explosive power of a heavy soldier. Heavy soldiers were mainly focused on offense and defense. After the first round, the heavy soldiers started to walk up to the strength measuring machine and begin their explosive attacks. There was a lot of freedom in this aspect. After the first round, anyone who felt that they had recovered would be able to participate in the test.
Mo Chen and Cabel naturally didn't need to rest. At the very most, it was just a warm-up for them. The grades of the impact force were graded from S, A, B, C and D. Before this, the impact force was basically below B, with only a few being able to obtain an A rank impact force.
Clearly, Mo Chen and Cabel had the intention to have a competition. With their current situation, strength was what they excelled in. Shooting a look at Mo Chen, Cabel asked, "Who's first?"
With a faint smile, Mo Chen replied, "Up to you. I've heard that S rank experts have appeared in the other competition zones."
"Haha. Do you think that's meaningful? I don't feel that those fellows on the Mo's List are that amazing. I'll go first!" said Cabel as he flexed his arms.
According to the rules of the strength measuring device, any part of one's body could be struck. However, one could only strike once.
Cole Joseph stood by the side with a grin on his face. The "weakest" part of the Grozny Competition Zone would most likely be the heavy soldiers. The 2 people before him represented the highest standard. Frankly speaking, there wasn't too much of a pleasant surprise for them. The gigantic physiques of the 2 people … were, in fact, a hindrance for them to become top class heavy soldiers. However, it was clear that most people wouldn't think that way.
With a peak value of 200 Soul Power, Cabel sent a ferocious punch rumbling out, causing an earth-shattering explosion to ring out. At this moment, Cabel was brimming with confidence. With his full strength, he would be able to smash any ordinary strength measuring device apart with a single punch.
Nevertheless, the screen only displayed an A-.
Cabel's face immediately sunk. "That's impossible! Is there something wrong with your data!"
A faint smile appeared on Cole Joseph's face as he replied, "The standard of the CHF's equipment is the highest. Therefore, you don't have to worry about this. The rules of the competition allow you to use your full strength. Among the methods of human body attacks, fists are clearly considered to be below average."
With a smile, Mo Chen said, "It's my turn!"
The other heavy soldiers had also stopped in their tracks, waiting for Mo Chen's performance. Learning from Cabel's lesson, Mo Chen, who had accumulated his strength, smashed straight towards the strength measuring device from a position of 3 metres. His aura appeared as though the heavens and earth were about to shatter.
The strength measuring device displayed an A + score.
Applause rang out from the surroundings. Nevertheless, Mo Chen wasn't able to feel happy at all. How was he unable to obtain an S with such an attack???
Cole Joseph shook his head slightly. The Mo Family's evaluation was rather particular. Cabel's bloodline was extremely outstanding. However, it was a pity that his improvement over the past 2 years was too small, with him always feeling as though he was just a step away from the door. Mo Chen was the same. Although he was considered as an outstanding heavy soldier amongst his peers, he was still far from the top class. Naturally, his evaluation of a person's strength was slightly too harsh. The evaluation of a person's strength was based on their comprehensive aspects.
Being able to obtain a B + score was already a pretty good result. It was said that the higher one went, the harder it would be, and the higher the requirements would be.
Although Barran was extremely early in the first round, he was already lagging behind in the second round. Seeing that the participants had completed their rounds one after another, he couldn't drag it on any longer.
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