Upon entering the arena, there was basically no need for anyone to call out to those soldiers. Without uttering a single word, they lined up in a square formation. With their hands behind their backs and legs crossed, they stood there emotionlessly, appearing as though the young elites before them were air.
"Today's test is very simple." Cole Joseph smiled as he stood before all of the participants. "We'll draw lots to be paired up. As long as you're able to endure for a minute without collapsing, you'll get a score. If you're able to endure for 5 minutes, you'll be able to obtain an A rank evaluation. Naturally, I'll give you a reminder. They're all from the elite mechanized squadron of the military. We've put in a lot of effort for this CHF!"
Although those that were able to enter the mechanized squadron weren't at the frontline, they were at least well-known figures within the Heroic Soul Stage. Basically, there was a general principle within the Federation that the best Heroic Soul soldiers would be monopolized by the various great families, with the occasional fish that slipped through the net being roped in by the upper echelons of the Federation's military. This was the apex of the pyramid, with the core strength of the elites being split between the military and the various great families. At the next level, the mechanized squadron of the military didn't appear to be much. However, in reality, those people were at the A- or B rank squadrons when they were in the Casted Soul Stage. The problem was that all of them were in the Heroic Soul Stage, and had gone through tempering and tempering, becoming mature Heroic Soul soldiers!
There was simply no way for them to pass this test. If their opponents were a little more ruthless, wouldn't they be able to suppress them?
Some people could not help but muster up their courage to speak out. "This … isn't this a little too difficult? This isn't fair!"
"That's right. Some of them are offensive types, while others are defensive types. What if their luck isn't good?"
"Haha. Luck is rather important when it comes to making a living. Since you're done complaining, let's start." Said Cole Joseph with a grin. No matter how he looked at the group of participants, they appeared just like a cat looking at a salted fish.
Although they were drawing lots, the first round of the CHF was still filled with a few novice squadrons.
The strength of this B- rank squadron was obvious to everyone in the CHF. The feeling they gave Wang Zhong and the others was roughly on the same level as Adolf. There might be one or two people in their squadron that were above that level, while the rest could only be considered as local elites. In the first place, they had no hope of advancing to the next round, nor did they have any competitiveness. Acting as the vanguard to scout out the path for the others was also a way to shine. This trip was not in vain.
Everyone could clearly see that the Heroic Soul soldiers had been restraining their Soul Power, not exceeding 200 Grassos. This was a form of restriction, causing quite a few of the originally unconfident fellows to see some hope. However, this hope was quickly shattered.
A Heroic Soul Soldier was indeed a Heroic Soul Soldier. What's more, he was a genuine war machine that had undergone advanced training in the Federation's elite mechanized battalion! They didn't even need to use any powerful combat techniques. Just a clash of basic techniques and 200 Grassos of Soul Power was enough to make the so-called elites of the various regions unable to hold on.
The height of one's field of vision determined the strength of one's strength. Simply put, whatever you knew, others knew. Whatever you didn't know, others knew as well, not to mention knowledge.
In just a minute, the 6 people in the first round were eliminated. With a few effortless chops to the back of their heads, they instantly lost consciousness. Even the method of defeat and the time of defeat were exactly the same. Clearly, the opponents had deliberately gone easy on them, leaving some face for the participants. As long as they were able to withstand a few attacks with 200 Grassos of strength, they wouldn't be pushed too far in the first minute.
However, the entire stage was just like a monkey playing with people, with the disparity between them truly being too great.
Although the 6 people in the first round were the weakest amongst all the participants, they were still the main force of the various squadrons. Being bullied to such an extent, the others immediately felt a suffocating pressure.
Six D ranks had been obtained, a result that was even more miserable than the most miserable assassin duel. In the previous duel, even though they had been insta-killed in the Lightning Array, they were still able to gain back some points in the sealed room, allowing them to pull up the average score. However, a D rank was still a D rank. The 6 people who had left the stage were all somewhat disappointed, appearing slightly dispirited.
The second batch quickly followed up, with the warriors that had taken over immediately being replaced by another batch. The same person wouldn't take action twice in a row. This was to prevent others from taking advantage of a warrior's battle habits and character, and to prevent others from taking advantage of them.
Although they had been replaced by warriors, the strength of the instructors was rather close. Following the orders of the higher-ups, they suppressed the participants. Batch after batch of participants were eliminated, before new batches took their place. There were even a few that were especially miserable and didn't have any results. Most likely due to them being slightly nervous, they weren't even able to defend against a simple 200 grassos punch from their instructor, resulting in them fainting. This was a classic case of lacking mental fortitude. Frankly speaking, only the Federation could produce such "talents". Being able to walk to this stage and become the soldier representatives of their academies, their strength definitely wouldn't be weak. However, their mental fortitude wasn't all-rounded. This was also the reason why the Federation had always been criticized by the empires. Naturally, it was mainly because the Kaiser Empire looked down on them.
Apart from the first minute where they went easy on their opponents, the instructors didn't have any misgivings when they started fighting after a minute. Apart from still using 200 Grassos of strength, they displayed their speed, techniques, and all aspects of their strength. This was the true beginning of the nightmare.
This was the first time Wang Zhong had seen a Heroic Soul Stage soldier take action. It was truly much more shocking than the scenes he had seen on the Skylink.
What was combat? What was true technique? It wasn't the Soul Domination techniques that the Casted Soul Stage talked about every day, nor was it the various restrictions taught by academies.
True combat was simple, direct and straightforward. Using the fastest speed, the most energy efficient method, and defeating the opponent in the shortest amount of time. That was true combat, and that was true technique!
That was their understanding.
The Heroic Soul Stage soldiers before him clearly had an exceedingly deep understanding of this point. They had basically reached the point of being stingy when it came to 'taking action'. There was absolutely not a single wasted effort in combat. Perhaps the Heartless only saw the suffocating pressure and compactness of Wang Zhong and Mo Xingchen's movements. However, in the eyes of experts like Wang Zhong and Mo Xingchen, Wang Zhong's movements were just like an exquisite painting. Every single move that appeared simple and quick was condensed from the incomparably deep understanding of a Heroic Soul Stage soldier towards combat. The mere 200 grassos of strength was already a distance that these elite participants were unable to surpass.
"Soul Power strength can be accumulated over time. However, such combat accomplishments … the Federation's mechanized battalion truly lives up to their reputation." The students watching from the outside were also sighing in admiration, their eyes brimming with desire towards the Heroic Soul Stage. There were quite a few people who would become even stronger after entering the Heroic Soul Stage.
However, Wang Zhong didn't pay any particular attention to this. The so-called conciseness was in fact due to the suppression of one's strength. Speed, accuracy and ruthlessness had always been relative. Such combat prowess was also determined by the talent of these soldiers. After entering the Heroic Soul Stage, a considerable portion of the people present here would not be able to withstand the slightest bit of training. However, at this moment, they were still being beaten miserably.
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