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Seeing that the speaker could not squeeze out any new ideas, and that those few words had wasted three minutes of his time back and forth, Tariq decided that there was no need to observe.

"Soldier, carry this Eliminator out."

This announcement of elimination shocked the orator with a sense of justice on the spot, and just as he was about to open his mouth to defend himself, two tall and sturdy auxiliary soldiers quickly ran out of the corner, grabbed him by both shoulders, and dragged him away.

"Let go of me, why am I disqualified, I am not convinced! Untouchables, hear me, I command you to let me go! Let go of my ~~~~~~~~~~"

The sound of the speaker's struggle faded away, and gradually faded away.

The crowd waiting at the scene was silent, and although some of them had expected that the speaker would be eliminated, they did not expect that this Asterta monk would be so faceless to the nobles, and directly tell him to his face - you can't!

However, Tariq's elimination did not end there, but stretched out his finger to the two young people in the crowd who had just wavered.

"Let's go, you're eliminated too."

The two looked at each other, looking at Tariq's hard and indifferent face, they couldn't muster up the courage to protest, so they could only obediently walk outside, saving themselves from being thrown out and embarrassment.

With the speaker and the coward cleared, Tariq clapped his palms vigorously and made a loud noise, attracting everyone's attention.

"Alright, let's start the formal assessment, Joe!"

With Tariq's shout, from the side of the training ground, a tall Space Marine, empty-handed and wearing a monk's robe, walked up to Tariq without saying a word, put his hands together, and glanced at the mortals in front of him with cold eyes.

All the mortals who were glanced at were trembling, and even one of them felt that his legs were trembling, and he was about to be unable to stand, and the whole person was about to be paralyzed to the ground, his brain was blank, and he was completely shocked by Qiao's battle-hardened murderous aura.

But Tariq didn't know it, he had been systematically transformed into a space soldier from the beginning, and he was also a powerful star soldier, so he didn't know what it was like for a seasoned star soldier to stand in front of a mortal with the smell of gunpowder and murderous aura left on the battlefield.

The painful sensation of the heart being grabbed by a giant hand and then pinched so hard that the heart stopped beating and suffocated made the faces of the young people who were about to be tested pale and stiff.

Tarik naturally saw their expressions, but Tarik just couldn't understand their feelings, and he didn't know that they would become such a source, and he was standing next to Joe.

And Joe was depressed inwardly at this time - no mistake, let those mortals hold up on my hands for a minute? I'm going to kill them all with one punch, okay? Forget it, look at the face of the Tarik Wolf Priest, show mercy to your subordinates, and pick some brave mortals to let them pass.

Thinking of this, Joe began to choose carefully, but he didn't know that his gaze made the mortals below feel like they were like those fowl lying on the cutting board, and they could only wait for death helplessly.

Eventually, a brave man could no longer accept the suffocating feeling of death, gritted his teeth and ran to the weapon rack, and began to carefully select his weapon, and his actions completely woke up a crowd of people who were immersed in fear and stiffness, afraid to move.

Everyone who woke up rushed to pick up their weapons, but one young man did not move, but suppressed his fear and mustered up the courage to ask Tariq loudly.

"This examiner, I would like to ask if the adult who is going to test us for a minute is fighting us empty-handed!"

Tariq gave him a surprised look, and his eyes revealed admiration for him.

"That's right, you can use all the weapons and equipment on this training ground, and Joe is empty-handed and without armor, and if you can survive a minute under Joe, you will pass, and if you hurt Joe, even if it is fur, as long as Joe has a wound, then the assessor is excellent. And the excellent ones will be better resourced and valued. ”

Tariq's words suddenly inspired the people who were still afraid, as the children of the nobles, they naturally knew some small knowledge of the space marines, among which the warriors who got more resources and attention would obviously be better than other ordinary warriors at the beginning, and then naturally get more opportunities.

They had been informed of this situation by the elders of the family before they came, so the people who were in high spirits immediately offset some of their fear, and they began to eagerly want to take the assessment.

Soon, as Joe stood in the middle of the training ground, the first young man to be tested bravely stood in front of him.

This is a young man wearing heavy plate armor and holding a wide knight's sword, looking like a living feudal knight on foot, it seems that this young man has received a traditional aristocratic knight education, the standard knight starting style allows him to use it, the alloy sword is pointed straight at Joe's chest from the bottom to the top, and an offensive and defensive erection is laid out.

However, seeing him like this, Joe shook his head in disappointment.

"Swordsmanship is skilled, the frame is good, but the brain is a little stupid!"

With that, Joe strode forward, slapping away the sword that had slashed at him, and then the other slap was neatly imprinted on his breastplate.

"Smack~~~~~~~~~~~

The young man in heavy armor flew straight back, fell to the ground and fainted, and it was only at this time that Qiao said slowly.

"Being able to have the courage to raise your weapon against me undoubtedly shows your courage, but your brain is really a little stupid, can you wear a heavy armor to resist my attack? Not only did it not serve as a defense, but it also reduced my dodge speed, and I couldn't dodge even a tenth of my speed. ”

Seeing this, the young people who were standing on the sidelines of the training ground were shocked, and then the people wearing armor and leather armor on their bodies took off as soon as possible and put them back on the weapon racks.

At this moment, a mortal physician ran up to the unconscious young man, and after a brief examination, shouted at Tariq.

"Comatose, no injuries!"

Tariq nodded, then waved his hand for the two auxiliaries to run over and drag him away.

"Soldier, send the Eliminator out!" (To be continued.) )