The students stared at the Jawflower in bewilderment. What was the point of bringing it out at a time like this? Were they not going to need it to guard the female dormitory anymore? Wouldn't the bastards from the Sorcerer and Dragon Riders Academies take advantage of the situation? The students could not help but raise an uproar.
"Why did they bring the Jawflower here? This isn't the female dormitory! "
"It's not here to protect us, is it? Or is there some mission that requires us to protect it? Don't be fooled by its ferocious look. If it wasn't for Principal Hope, I would've kicked it to death a long time ago. "
"Wait, why didn't I see Professor Attie this time? Didn't he come every year? Why isn't he here this year? I'm going to die if I don't see the adorable Professor Attie … "
The Hitman Walker snorted coldly at the students' questions. Silence returned to the podium, and the Hitman Walker explained, "Your Principal Hope believes that we need to make some changes to the Trial of Razor Edge. So, we decided to make some adjustments to the Trial of Razor Edge."
The Hitman Walker nodded at the Soul Armature Practitioner, but he did not explain what the adjustments were.
"Is this really okay? If Principal Hope finds out that you stole his Jawflower, he'll be furious, won't he? "The Soul Armature Practitioner asked hesitantly.
"It's fine. He's been very busy lately. He's been studying some mystery, studying the otherworld's technology, and presiding over the Wizarding Academy's examinations. He's too busy," the Hitman Walker said confidently.
"Very well, then …" The Soul Armature Practitioner shrugged. He placed the Jawflower on the ground, opened the cage, and poured a bottle of Alchemist's potion on it.
The Jawflower, which had always relied on its master's power to intimidate others, suddenly slumped lifelessly to the ground as if it was dead.
The students were still wondering where the two principals had gotten their hands on Principal Hope's Jawflower. Before they could think further, the Soul Armature Practitioner activated his Demigod Domain — Accelerated Ripening of Flora and Fauna.
The Jawflower, which looked like a pickle, suddenly swelled up to the size of a small hill. It took up more than half of the platform, casting a terrifying shadow over most of the students. Even the prodigies couldn't help but swallow hard in the face of this terrifying Jawflower. A drop of cold sweat trickled down their foreheads.
"This is the change in this year's exam. You'll have to complete all kinds of tasks under the pressure of the Jawflower," the Hitman said coldly, kicking the Jawflower from behind.
Therefore, the Jawflower pounced on the little bastards who had always fought with it in terms of wits and courage.
"Help!!!" The students immediately burst into exclamations and began to scatter in all directions. As they ran, they also let out all kinds of exclamations.
"The Jawflower is killing people!"
"I'm not going to the girls' dormitory anymore!"
"This is no Jawflower! It's obviously a Supreme Demonized Tyrannical Jawflower! "
The platform where the students had gathered was suddenly thrown into chaos. Although the platform was spacious, it was obviously not big enough to deal with such a huge Jawflower. Soon, some of the students were forced to the edge, and if they took another step back, they would be dead.
However, there was no way they could stay on this platform for ten days. Soon, the students began to use all kinds of fancy tricks to escape to the other platforms. Some of them used their excellent jumping skills to jump directly to the surrounding platforms; others took out all kinds of equipment that they had prepared beforehand, such as grappling ropes, paragliders, levitation scrolls, and so on. Still others jumped directly to the huge rock spikes at the bottom of the cliff. These rock spikes looked fierce, but they were actually very thick, enough for several people to stand on. They could easily use these rock spikes to jump and escape to the other platforms.
So, although the Supreme Demonized Tyrannical Jawflower looked terrifying, not a single student was able to catch up with them.
This was probably due to the educational philosophy of the Warrior Academy. Unlike other warrior training institutions that emphasized honor, passion, and sacrifice, the Warrior Academy of Da Xue had always been pragmatic. The first lesson they taught their students was to cherish their lives, and they were taught a variety of escape and life-saving skills.
In the words of the Hitman: "Whether you are a glorious and noble Hitman or a humble and cowardly Warrior, protecting yourself is your first priority."
Soon, some of the students who were fast enough had escaped to the next platform, while the Jawflower was trapped on the original platform. Looking at the rock spikes below, which were enough to threaten its life, it dared not continue to chase after them.
So, the students began to show off.
"Hahaha, you don't dare to chase after it, do you? What's the point of growing so big for nothing? "
"It seems that the dean has underestimated us. This is just a small situation, we can handle it!"
"I thought there would be some interesting changes to the difficulty, but it turns out that this is all there is to it!"
Just as they were showing off, a dark shadow loomed over them from behind.
A moment later, they heard the exclamations and screams of the students coming from the platform.
"Oh my god! Why is there a cactus on this platform? And it's so big! "
"How is this a cactus? It's a super huge and cruel cactus! "
So, the students on this platform had no choice but to escape to another platform. Just as they were about to escape, they heard a series of screams coming from the other side.
"Waaaah! What happened? Why is the big watermelon guarding the garden here? "
"Watch out! This is not a big watermelon at all! It's a super mutated bloodthirsty watermelon! "
Only then did the students realize that it was not just the Jawflower that had been thrown into the exam. There were also two other Hound Plants that Dean Hope had reared.
There were three platforms that were closest to the gathering point. Two of them already had more dangerous monsters, so there was only one left. However, before the students could escape to that platform, they saw the students who had escaped to that platform at the beginning jumping down in a panic. As they jumped, they shouted, "Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
"Brothers, don't come over. The people on this platform are even more terrifying!"
"That's the ruthless and cold vice dean!"
It turned out that the one guarding the last platform was the Hitman Walker himself! No one knew when or how the Hitman Walker got to the platform, but as soon as the students climbed onto the platform, they saw the Hitman Walker brandishing his giant axe and charging at them.
Obviously, the difficulty of this exam was different from the others. The students of the Warrior Academy had to survive for ten days under the threat of these four monsters and complete the various tasks on the iron plate.
More importantly, in the midst of the chaos, most of the students had been separated from their original teammates. The team, which had originally been well-coordinated and scientific, was now torn apart in the chaos. Although they might still meet other students and could still form a team, they were no longer the same teammates as before.
At the same time, a barrier that covered the entire realm was activated by the Soul Armature Practitioner. Many students who had brought their communication tablets with them found that they could no longer contact their original teammates. They were now in an awkward situation where they could either form a temporary team or go on their own.
This was the change that Baiyi was looking for. Teamwork was still allowed, but first, the team would be disrupted. It was time to test the students' teamwork under such circumstances.
After all, in future battles, they would not be able to maintain a proper formation at all times. How were they supposed to work together with a random stranger? This was the true test of a person's teamwork ability.
Just like that, the bald leader from the North was separated from his fellow Northerners. After he climbed up a few more platforms and dodged the Super Mutated Bloodthirsty Watermelon's cannonballs, he realized that there were only two Southerners left beside him.
The three of them sat down and looked at each other suspiciously. They did not seem to know each other, so they were probably not in the same grade.
"Looks like the three of us will have to form a temporary team," a rather muscular Southerner said with a smile. One of the Southerners, who looked rather burly, smiled helplessly. He took out the iron plates with the mission records from the bag he had drawn earlier and asked, "Have you guys seen them?"
The other two shook their heads. They had been chased around by the Supreme Mystical Jawflower, so how could they have had the chance to read this?
"You're from the North, right?" The other student, who looked a little short, asked the bald leader as he flipped through his own mission.
Baldy did not say anything. He just nodded silently and looked at his own quest. He looked at the contents on the iron plate and flipped to the "Encyclopedia of Trial of Blades Experience", trying to find a suitable way to solve the quest.
The taller student saw the book in the bald leader's hand and exclaimed, "What the hell? Who gave you this?"
"I bought it," the bald leader replied coldly. Baldy replied coldly. In his heart, he was thinking about how he would answer these two Southerners if they asked him about this knowledge. Should he help them out? Or should he pretend not to understand what they were saying and ignore them?
However, the short student said in a surprised tone, "This thing can actually be sold?"
The bald man was taken aback and hurriedly asked in the non-standard common language, "What do you mean?"
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