latelenovela Chapter 215 Our Trial
Chapter 215 Our Trial
"Hmm, there are more experts?"
All eyes turned to that direction; there were still three people left, which meant there was a lot of room for maneuver.
Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd... the three, covered in blood, were sent flying.
Despite being badly injured, the group was extremely agitated and was... hurling insults at each other.
"If you drag this out any longer, we might be able to kill that beast."
"It's all because of you two dawdling! You should have concentrated your efforts on one at a time; at least you could have killed it. Now both of you are seriously injured, and all my blood was shed for nothing..."
When the group saw that their team was tied for first place with Young Master Yan's team, they were immediately furious.
"Referee, why are we tied for first place? We... cough cough, we clearly seriously injured those two... beasts."
"We only care about deaths, not injuries. You two, go back and rest." The burly man still didn't hand out another wine bowl, looking at the people standing in front of him with a mixture of anger and amusement.
Just like they were back then, they fought a bloody battle for a day and a night, eating three catties of meat and drinking three jars of wine. They turned around and fought again, carrying live prisoners on their left and heads on their right, arguing for military merits in front of the general until their faces turned red.
"You little brats, get down there right now! Do you think you'll be shortchanged on your prizes? The next team, get up!"
At this moment, the great cultivator from Huling County couldn't help but show some pride. He glanced sideways at the old man from Yelanjiang, snorted twice, and took a big gulp of wine.
Time passed second by second, and more and more teams completed the trial. Among the teams at the back were quite powerful ones. Even the sixty-fourth team successfully killed a third-grade demon beast.
The top six teams on this leaderboard are all powerful teams that have killed a third-grade demon beast.
The remaining teams were scattered and varied in quality; the twentieth place team only managed to make the list after killing a mere twenty-odd second-grade demonic beasts.
It can be said that the current list is dominated by the children of prominent families in this generation.
Some of the more extravagant ones, like Young Master Yan, come in teams entirely composed of their own family members; some are even teams of scions from four major families.
When they finally arrived at Zhong Ming's place, the four of them were starving. While others were frantically consuming pills to temporarily boost their combat power, they were practically ready to start a barbecue party.
"Hey, is it almost our turn?"
"Eat, eat, eat! You need to be well-fed to have the strength to fight." Zhong Ming didn't hold back at all, and the delicacies from his storage stone dentures went straight to his stomach.
To this day, no one knows how much food he took from the rest area at the outpost.
Xuan Jing raised his head, observed the list for a while, and said, "Hey, Matt actually made it into the top twenty, in... sixteenth place. When did he become so strong? Did he break through?"
"Don't forget, he comes from a hunter's background. He may not be good at dealing with people, but killing some monsters is a piece of cake for him."
Chen Dahai added, "Besides, Chi Tong is also here. She's no less capable than those scions of powerful families... Wait, is she injured?"
He looked around but couldn't see where Matt's group had retreated to.
"Hey, Dahai, you're not thinking of eating swan meat, are you?" Xuan Jing burped and nudged the wheelchair with his elbow in a sly manner.
"Don't joke around. It's fine if she hears it, but if her master hears it, he'll tear me apart." Chen Dahai couldn't help but think of his stern master.
If his teaching were to be compared to teaching, then he would be a veritable nerd-buying machine.
Otherwise, why would Akame be so taciturn?
Seeing that it was almost time, Chen Dahai quietly reminded them, "The group in front of us has left, let's go too."
Although... they really wanted to wish the teams ahead of them good results, they figured it was unlikely.
It's quite a distance from here to the highest platform at the front; it takes a considerable amount of time to walk there.
As soon as he reached the foot of the boulder, a person flew out, flying exceptionally high and far, crashing down behind him like a shooting star.
"Hey, hey, brother," Chen Dahai's face flashed with panic. "You're aiming a precision-guided attack at me? What sins did I commit in my past life?"
In the blink of an eye, a silver light flashed across the sky, and Xueyan caught the person in mid-air and flew towards the top of the platform.
"Get out of here! Don't let me stay here. I don't know medicine. Send her to the medical corps." The burly man in the bearskin had already drunk quite a bit, and his voice was even more gruff. He waved his hand to tell Xueyan to get lost.
Isn't this ruining my mood?
There's one last team, right? The one most suspected. Their instructor is...
Oh, so you brought this?
The burly man turned his head and saw that Xueyan had already drifted away.
"Next team!"
"exist."
Zhong Ming jumped out and pushed the wheelchair up from the foot of the platform.
"Hmph, you lot, good luck."
It's common for accidents to cause casualties, but this... I've never seen someone so physically disabled yet so determined, insisting on...
and many more.
The burly man squinted, sensing that something was amiss.
"Go in." His gaze seemed to drift towards Chen Dahai, and after a moment's thought, he recalled the characteristics of the Wanbing Valley sect.
.....
Zhong Ming was the first to step into the transparent barrier. When he passed through it, it felt like a layer of transparent aloe vera had been splashed on his face—sticky and a little disgusting.
Ahead lay a desolate wasteland with several fallen trees, their age unknown, their trunks thick and their texture fused with the mountain rocks, making them exceptionally hard.
"The first round of assessment begins. Please get ready, trainees. Five, four, three, two, one."
Zhong Ming drew his spear and rushed forward, taking three steps at a time. Xuan Jing immediately took over the task of pushing the wheelchair.
However, the enemy did not emerge from the fallen tree, but suddenly appeared from a hole in the ground to the side.
Chen Dahai shot an arrow through its body, pinning it to the ground.
"Quick, take cover in the trees." Zhong Ming realized that the trees were for the new recruits to use as cover. This was a simulated battle, probably a hard-fought battle that the builders of this large formation remembered vividly.
"Hurry, Ocean, stay alert."
Chen Dahai's shooting skills were also excellent, and he coordinated well with Xuan Jing. On their way forward, he killed the other two monsters with two more arrows.
Zhong Ming didn't stop, quickly sprinting across the battlefield. The monsters here would turn into a cloud of dust after they died, and it was unclear how they were determined to be dead or alive. In any case, the crossbow bolts would be left on the ground.
He quickly picked it up and threw it behind him.
Chen Dahai would cover him, and Xuan Jing would provide support from the front. If any demonic beasts got too close, he would throw talismans, but it goes without saying that they had to be used sparingly, as crossbow bolts could be returned, but talismans could not.
Yue Kaishan leaned against a big tree, bored, with one hand supporting himself on the trunk.
This has absolutely nothing to do with him.
A few first-grade demonic beasts were powerless against the crossbow bolts of the Great Sea Brothers.