'Squeak', the door of the iron cage was lazily opened by the warriors guarding the door.

The silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf's foul-smelling mouth was already aimed at No. 12's neck, and the sharp teeth had only touched the skin of the neck, and piercing blood had oozed out.

At this time, it only takes a few tenths of a second, and with a bite from the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf, No. 12 has no possibility of survival.

"It's just the first scene, are you going to die?" Tang Ling's back also broke out in a hot sweat, and he couldn't be completely indifferent to life after all.

A purple light seemed to flicker in the cage.

The next moment, what people heard was not the last scream of the 12th, but the wail of the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf.

By the time Tang Ling could see it clearly, the picture in his eyes was already a Purple Moon warrior standing in a cage.

He carried the dead silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf in one hand, and then threw the wolf corpse out like a piece of garbage.

Just a casual throw, the wolf corpse turned into a puddle of muddy blood when it hit the ground, splashing on the ground.

"It's... What kind of speed and power? Tang Ling's breathing almost stopped, he had never heard the legend of how powerful the Purple Moon Warrior was, and the first time he saw the Purple Moon Warrior make a move today, he was still shocked.

He couldn't forget the cold light of the knife that night, and he also thought about trampling these emotionless killing machines under his feet one day.

But this absolute gap, when he saw it with his own eyes, made his heart so desperate.

Because, he can see more clearly than others, that silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf died of a shattered skull....

In just a few tenths of a second, he rushed into the iron cage and shot his head without charging, but the hardest thing about the wolf's whole body was the head...

Copperhead and iron bones are not a hunter's slang.

"It's kind of luck for this kid. ran within the range of the Purple Moon Warrior's instantaneous steps. At this moment, the instructor seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and said with dissatisfaction.

Tang Ling took a deep breath, and only remembered the word 'instantaneous step', did it refer to the pace that burst out in an instant?

So, does the Purple Moon Warrior have such speed with this?

Although he didn't want to admit it, Tang Ling had to say that he was more and more eager to enter the first reserve camp and become a Purple Moon Warrior.

Just made an understatement once, and the Purple Moon Warrior withdrew from the iron cage and continued to stand 10 meters outside the iron cage, standing with his hands in his hands.

In the cage, someone had already gone in to clean up the tattered flesh left behind by the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf.

And the 12th was carried out of the iron cage by several people, and although the Purple Moon Warrior struck in time, the wolf teeth also bit his neck, and it was clear from his undulating chest that he was not dead.

However, it is not guaranteed to the extent of the bite and whether it can be treated in time.

In this day and age, the most extravagant act is – healing.

That's not something that the average person can enjoy.

"I wish he were from the inner city." Tang Ling could only think like this, after all, the other party was just a young man full of hope, and it was really innocent to pay his life for an assessment.

But at this time, the instructor was holding a small cigarette left, adding a touch of heaviness to the cruelty.

"Do you think this assessment is okay? Is there a Purple Moon Warrior who will make a move? ”

"Don't be stupid. This attack by the Purple Moon Warriors is to let you see how powerful they are. ”

"It is also to inform you that as long as you enter the first reserve camp, you have great hope of becoming such a powerful person."

"And next time, whether the Purple Moon Warriors will make a move or not really depends on their mood."

After saying this, the instructor cherished the last puff of the cigarette before reluctantly throwing the cigarette on the ground.

Then I read the next number - 7 very indifferently.

A brand-new enclosed iron cage was carried into the arena, and a hungry and irritable clouded leopard was released.

It's more powerful than the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf, there's no doubt about that.

"That's kind of interesting." The instructor was satisfied.

"I want to quit." Number 7 walked out of the group, and his tone did not hesitate.

Although the battle just now ended quickly, the heavy shadow lingered.

"If you don't enter the iron cage, you are not eligible to quit. Do you want someone to tie you in by force? The instructor easily refused.

The opportunity to give up will only come before, and it is impossible to give up at this time.

Number 7 was silent, and walked towards the iron cage in resignation.

But as soon as he stepped into the iron cage, he shouted 'I give up'!

"Huh." The instructor narrowed his eyes and sneered, while the warrior outside the door locked the door expressionlessly.

Then, after waiting for a few seconds, he slowly took out the key and opened the door.

The crowd resounded with all kinds of sighs and exclamations, mixed with the women's uncontrollable crying.

The Clouded Shadow Leopard is not a wolf, it is extremely violent, and hunger has made it lose all patience, and when No. 7 enters the cage and just shouts 'I give up', it has already pounced on No. 7.

The unprepared No. 7 was pounced under the cloud shadow leopard in this way, and the moment the warrior outside the door took out the key, a large piece of flesh and blood had been swallowed by the cloud shadow leopard in his mouth, and he swallowed it with satisfaction.

When the door opened, several warriors drove away the Cloud Shadow Leopard, and the Purple Moon Warrior really didn't make another move.

And what about number 7?

With the sounds of horror from the people, all that remained was a stump.

Death was just the main course, the torn thigh and cracked belly like a blood-colored side dish next to the main course.

The waiting teenagers, no one could make a sound, and even the strength to swallow saliva was lost.

Only Yu and Auston appear relatively relaxed.

"Yo yo yo. It's a little slower. The instructor shook his head regretfully.

Then his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he almost roared: "Among you who have a noble status, I can guarantee the timely rescue." ”

"If you don't, don't try to play with it."

"Do you know who I hate the most? People who don't judge the situation, but greedily yearn for an opportunity, delusionally thinking that it will be okay to give it a try, and as a result, they think they can escape with their self-righteous cleverness. ”

"Such a person, put on the battlefield, is a bomb! It's better to die early..."

"I promise that I will not spare any of these people in the assessment I proctolate."

After speaking, the instructor sat down angrily as if he was very aggrieved, as if he was calming down.

Tang Ling was silent, and there seemed to be some truth in what he said.

But is that really the case? This No. 7 is not a warrior yet, and the iron cage is not a battlefield, could it be that the times are cruel, so you can deprive people of their choice?

Of course, if you make a choice, you will have to bear the consequences.

The death of No. 7 did not make any more waves, and although people saw the cruel scene, they may also think of themselves in grief.

At least none of them have come forward to speak out against this bloody exam.

The parents of the candidates must be among them, but they are still silent.

"Number 28." The instructor reads out the number of the next candidate.

Once again, the pale-faced teenager walked out and began to face an unknown fate.