Chapter 63: Silence or Eruption
The test continued, and Cole Joseph on the stage continued to read the list of the group: "No. 1, Tianji Academy, Ink Dust!"
"Number two, Torrest Academy, Cabal Torrest!"
Two tower-like shadows stood up from their back seats, diverting everyone's attention. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"So soon today, I thought I was going to leave them for the last round. ”
"Yesterday and today, Tianji Academy and Torrest came out together, if it wasn't specially arranged, I would have a five-speed electric fan on the spot!"
"There's no need to complain about this, the organizers probably want them to be a little more serious in the preliminaries because they compete with each other, otherwise this level of primary assessment will not be difficult for them at all. ”
The people on the stage are simply two giants, and Bolion and another heavy equipment standing next to him can be regarded as a tall and big type, a full two meters and one zero, but compared with these two people, they are directly shorter by nearly two heads, and unlike the clumsiness or uncoordinated body of ordinary tall people, the muscles on these two guys look extremely well-proportioned, full of flowing beauty, and there is no sense of heaviness when they walk, but they seem quite light and agile, and the whole person exudes a sense of natural beast.
This made Burlion, who was originally going to put on a good show in front of Barron and the guys who were taunting Adolf, also felt a lot of pressure, this was just standing next to the two of them, if he really fought against such a guy, Burrion doubted that he could really have the confidence to rush face to face.
He took the time to glance at the scoreboard next to the table, the previous best result was created by the New Holy City's heavy equipment, which lasted fifty-one seconds in the Thousand Hammer Formation, while the other first-line contestants were all at the level of forty to fifty seconds. Forty seconds is obviously the biggest hurdle, the standard for A-tier teams, and that's what Boelion is prepared to work towards.
"Let's go!"
As the match began, almost everyone's attention was immediately drawn to Ink Dust and Cabal.
Unlike the others who desperately used the shield in their hands, Ink Dust and Kabal didn't bring a shield at all, they were too tall and already inflexible in that closed room, and bringing a large shield would only make them even more inflexible. Both of them rely directly on their own bodies, but their methods of defense are a little different.
As soon as Cabal entered the room, a faint bronze light appeared on the surface of his body, which seemed to be some kind of armor secret technique forged by soul power, and the defense power was amazing, and the energy projectile that was powerful to others was as if it was just tickling him, leaving a shallow mark on his bronze skin, proving that it had 'come', and disappeared without a trace.
And the ink dust next to him is his fists are in a posture, without the restraint of the shield, his movements are far more dexterous than those small men, and his fists accurately hit each energy bomb with a certain degree of discipline, to attack instead of defending, the golden light on the two fists looks like they are carrying a pair of metal fists, and even when they collide with the energy bombs, they will make a crisp impact sound.
A master is a master, the scene emitted a series of exclamations, increasing the difficulty every ten seconds, the attack of the energy bomb will be stronger and faster, and the number of sorties is also increasing, after fifty seconds, the energy bombs in all directions of the room keep blasting out at the same time, but for Cabal and Mo Chen, such difficulty still seems to be a problem.
At the same time, the most extreme sixty seconds were passed peacefully, the room was still, and the energy bomb disappeared.
The expected result is endless.
The first round took most of the day, I have to say, or those traditional strong rule, reloading is more fancy, the most solid basic skills are needed, and it is said that reloading is the most stable, and it is not easy to think of abnormality, the one in Beijing is the exception, and the performance is too poor, on such a stage, it is a nightmare to not have enough strength to appear.
The second round also began.,It's a test of the reloading burst.,The reloading is nothing more than attack and defense.,After the first round of testing, the heavy fighters began to come to the force tester to carry out explosive attacks.,This aspect of time is very free.,After the first round, as long as you feel that you have recovered, you can come to participate.。
Like Mochen and Cabal naturally don't need any rest, that level is at most a warm-up, and the level of impact is also based on the rating of S, A, B, C, and D, and before that, the impact force is basically below B, and there are not many people who can get A-level impact power.
Mochen and Kabal obviously have the meaning of competition, with the situation of the two of them, strength is the best, Kabal glanced at Mochen, "Who will come first?"
Mo Chen smiled slightly, "Whatever, I heard that other war zones have S-level strength. ”
"Hehe, do you think this makes sense, I don't think those guys in the ink list are amazing, I'll do it first!" Cabal said, waving his arm.
The dynamometer rules that hit any part of the body, but only one attack.
Cole Joseph looked at it with a smile next to him, the "weakest" link on the side of the Thunder Division is probably reloaded, and the two people in front of him also represent the highest level, frankly there are not too many surprises, these two people are huge...... In fact, it is an obstacle to becoming a top reloader, but obviously most people don't think so.
Kabal blasted out with a fierce punch with a peak of two hundred soul power, an earth-shattering explosion, and Cabal was also full of confidence, with his full strength, ordinary force testers could explode with one punch.
However, only an A- grade was given on the screen.
Kabal's face immediately sank, "This is impossible, is your data wrong!"
Cole Joseph smiled slightly, "The standard of CHF equipment is the highest, so you don't have to worry about this, the rules of the event are to let you use all your strength, and among the human physical attacks, fists obviously belong to the downstream." ”
Mochen smiled, "It's me!"
The other reloads also stopped, waiting for the performance of the ink dust, and learned the lesson of Cabal, and the ink dust after charging directly hit it from a three-meter position, and the momentum was almost like the sky was about to collapse.
The dynamometer gives an A+ grade.
There was applause around, but Mo Chen was not happy, he didn't get an S for such an attack???
Cole Joseph shook his head slightly, the evaluation of the Mo family is still quite exquisite, Cabal's bloodline is very good, but unfortunately, he has made too little progress in the past two years, and he has always almost felt like a kick in the door, and Mo Chen is the same, he is considered an excellent reload among his peers, but he is far from the top, of course, his standards are a little too harsh, and the evaluation of a person's strength depends on the comprehensive aspect, and the role of reloading in the team is stronger, rather than individual heroism.
After these two people finished their performances, no one else felt how bad they were, and it was already a very good result to be able to get a B+, and it was said that the higher it was, the more difficult it became, and the higher the requirements.
Barron's first round was early, but the second round was already behind him, and he couldn't drag it out anymore as the contestants finished one by one.
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