Reality and novels really do have a gap between them.
Not all of the second generation are as brainless as Kong Jinyin; though they might be uneducated, their background ensures they possess a vision beyond ordinary people.
Even Chang Wu didn’t oppose Su Tu at this mont. Instead, after checking the injuries of the two Martial Artists and confirming that they were not life-threatening, he returned to his original position.
He carefully put away the airbed, as if he were storing so incredible treasure.
There was no anger or resentnt in his eyes as he looked at Su Tu, but instead an indescribable expression.
"Since none of you are willing to quit this martial exam, I hope you can maintain this obedient deanor for the next seven days."
"I don’t want to see anything that shouldn’t exist in this examination venue."
Su Tu’s eyes swept over each candidate, so with imitators, so with robots, and so, like Chang Wu, with bodyguards lurking in the shadows.
However, the mont Su Tu finished his statent,
whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
dark figures soared across the entire exam venue like a murder of crows, ripping apart simulators, and smashing robots to pieces.
The hidden protectors were dragged out one by one, not even having the chance to scream in front of Black Crow.
The candidates listened to the subtle noises in the dark, their bodies involuntarily trembling slightly.
The third examination venue was cleared in an instant.
Only a group of helpless candidates were left standing on the field.
The examiner beside Su Tu now had stars in his eyes and looked at Su Tu with admiration.
"Could you have soone take those two Martial Artists to the dical room? They’re guys from the Federation Military District, getting hurt here isn’t worth it."
Su Tu turned to look at the examiner.
"Got it!!!"
The mont he heard this, the examiner straightened his posture, saluting Su Tu with an extrely unstandard military salute.
Then, without calling for anyone else, he boldly rushed into the venue, carrying the two injured Martial Artists away.
Upon hearing that Su Tu wanted to treat the two Martial Artists, Chang Wu’s eyes beca very complicated.
But Su Tu didn’t care at all about his emotions.
"The initial exam lasts seven days, with seven subjects; today’s subject is physical fitness. Start running around the third venue from now until dark. Anyone falling behind midway will be deed unqualified and can imdiately return to Star River and continue being spoiled brats outside."
Su Tu flipped through his workbook, his voice neither too loud nor too soft.
Upon hearing this, the second-generation candidates looked at each other, but no one spoke or moved.
Just as Su Tu’s brows were about to furrow in displeasure,
soone moved, and that person surprised all the spoiled brats; it was Chang Wu who started running first, followed by Bai Xiao.
Soon, all the candidates began running one after another.
To be honest, the physical training on the first day does not count as much of an assessnt, even in Su Tu’s eyes, this level of assessnt is just a warm-up.
It’s 10 a.m. now; sumr days are long, and there are about 10 hours until dark. Running non-stop for ten hours sounds long, but in reality, Martial Artists’ physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people.
Even Martial Artists in the First Realm will have their physical endurance multiplied, as long as they open their apertures and their energy and blood surge.
Running for ten hours doesn’t even qualify as a test.
At this mont, the second-generation candidates were running around the third examination venue, which was built on a wasteland on the edge of the North Sea. Running a lap around the venue was nearly 10 kiloters.
Chang Wu and a few others were running at the forefront of the team.
"What’s with that guy? He looks the sa age as us, yet he’s the instructor?"
The bespectacled boy spoke with a frown.
Bai Xiao replied, "I don’t know, the secrecy for the third examination venue is very tight. I didn’t expect there would be such an instructor. Who exactly is he? Those military troops aren’t sothing an ordinary person could command."
"Whoever he is, at least he’s not soone my stepmother can command. My stepmother doesn’t have the authority to command soone like him."
The bespectacled boy adjusted his glasses.
"Black Crow..."
At this mont, Chang Wu suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.
"Those military troops are Black Crow, a special operations unit subordinate to the Commander."
"If you’re not familiar with the na Black Crow, perhaps you’ll recall when I ntion another na."
"On the battlefield, the Foreign Race once called them... On Birds..."
As Chang Wu’s words fell, Bai Xiao and the bespectacled boy’s eyes involuntarily shrank.
On Birds!!
This na was too familiar to them, or rather, to anyone with a slight understanding of Federation history, this na would be filled with reverence!!
The black Death God sweeping across the battlefield, one of the ten sharpest blades in the Federation Military District, On Birds!!
They are the most excellent assassins, the strongest decapitators, once having decapitated enemies’ civilizational leaders and commanders multiple tis.
The appearance of On Birds signifies the end of a battle.
Any squad of Martial Artists that originated from On Birds is a terrorizing presence.
They should be soaring over the battlefield, yet currently, they were following behind a boy of their own age.
"Wow, this guy is a true second-generation."
"Compared to him, we’re all just small fry..." the bespectacled boy couldn’t help but exclaim.
Bai Xiao also took a sharp breath: "Tss, Chang Wu, we can’t afford to provoke this person, the airbed left by Aunt isn’t too damaged, we..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chang Wu interrupted him: "It’s not damaged, the airbed isn’t damaged. He just used energy to expel the air inside, the bed isn’t damaged at all, and there are no footprints..."
Chang Wu’s voice was very complicated.
This airbed was the last gift from his birth mother, and he always carried it with him, regardless of where he went.
He knew that many people mocked him behind his back, but Chang Wu didn’t care.
He originally thought Su Tu had trampled the airbed, but when he packed it away just now, he discovered no traces whatsoever.
"I have no interest in trampling on what others cherish."
Just then, an indifferent youthful voice echoed beside them. They saw Su Tu running ahead of them at so point.
He didn’t use any energy; he just effortlessly ran ahead of all the second generations using his physical body alone.
"However, the three of you are sowhat interesting."
"Before I ca, people told that the third examination venue was just a bunch of spoiled brats, a group of second generations, and a crowd of idlers waiting to die."
"But no one ntioned that among these wastes, there are three geniuses who have unlocked the body’s secrets..."
Su Tu’s voice was soft, so soft that only the three of them could hear it.
However, the instant Su Tu’s voice sounded, Chang Wu and the other two’s eyes suddenly narrowed, their skin tingling as a chill shot from their feet to the tops of their heads.
Looking into Su Tu’s distinctly black and white eyes, a chill they couldn’t articulate spread across their hearts.
Their greatest secret was casually revealed by the boy in front of them....
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