Chapter 784: Test 2
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Garen knew very well that this difference was like soone who had nearly completed all their credits within one year of university. Or soone taking the Gaokao and having at least 600 marks after the first year of high school.
He observed Fervale’s sword technique closely. There was a faint rhythm in it, which ant that he had evidently reached beginner-level, so he could properly deal with both offense and defense. Seeing as he was just a teenager, this was indeed remarkable.By observing like this, Garen could also more or less figure out where the martial arts developnt was in this world.
After Fervale ca down, the second-placed Sara went up next.
She was a long-range shooter, a long-range target in the shape of a ch rose up in the arena.
There was nothing much to see there. At five hundred ters, she scored three out of ten hits, with an accuracy rate of 30%. She also landed two out of ten hits when the target was moving, but she did not land any hits when both the target and herself were moving.
Garen cald down instantly, there was nothing to see here at all.
“Very good! As expected of Sara, your movents are very smooth, and you could even reach such a high accuracy rate at five hundred ters away!” Instructor Hamm clapped, looking comforted.
The other students also applauded, all smiles.
Only then did Garen rember that they were just year one freshn, most freshn could barely even walk smoothly. It was already quite impressive to be able to control a ch to shoot so smoothly with just your Willpower. She could even hit a target five hundred ters away without computer assistance, even though her accuracy rate was slightly on the low side.
“Last one, Nono, go!” Hamm smacked Garen’s shoulder.
Garen nodded, and walked towards the direction of the warehouse.
Sara t him from the front.
“Good luck!” She smiled at him kindly. Looking at him closely, she seed to be slightly surprised at his uncharacteristically clean and neat look.
“Thanks.” Garen nodded politely.
Entering the warehouse, he found that it was dim and cool inside, with three chs standing in a row inside. There was an automated machine arm inside, attaching so components onto the chs.
Garen glanced at the three chs, they were all the standard White Swan chs, all purely white. These were the Blackboard Academy’s traditional chs, very balanced in all the stats, known for their high level of stability.
All three were white humanoids, so Garen just randomly chose one and stepped into the elevator.
Amidst a whir of movent, the black elevator brought him up to the ch’s chest and stopped there.
With a ker-chak, the ch’s chest opened automatically like a flower bud, revealing the control cabin inside.
Garen jumped inside directly, and the ch’s Protection Panel closed automatically behind him.
He put on the control helt, and a panoramic view imdiately appeared in front of him, he could see the view outside, and there was a row of options beneath him that he could only see with the helt on.
‘Please choose your Weapons Mod’
There were three mods, one long-range, one short-range, and one defense.
Garen tapped the long-range icon, after all, Nonosiva had always been using the long-range ch.
Two more options leaped out of the long-range option, naly Twin Pistols and a Mono-Pistol
He chose Twin Pistols.
“Loading weapon mods...”
With a clacking sound, the whole ch gave a slight jolt.
‘Loading complete. You may begin the test now.’
The chanical voice spoke again.
Garen activated his Willpower, inserting it into a small round hole in front of him. He waited until he felt that he had completely rged with the ch before he tried to move.
After five whole seconds, the ch moved slowly, and took one step forward.
“My Willpower doesn’t work at all...” Garen sighed, and took the little Moonfang out of his pocket rather helplessly, putting it on the right side of the control panel.
The Moonfang seed to have so attraction power, it stuck tight to the control panel as soon as it was placed there, and rapidly began to glow with a white light.
Garen instantly felt a numbness like an electric current flow through his body. The sense of delay from before disappeared utterly.
“I still have to rely on this thing.”
He took a deep breath, and watched the Moonfang’s condition carefully. Last ti, Nonosiva’s ch stopped moving because the Moonfang suddenly failed, and it nearly resulted in tragedy. Now it seed that he had used the Moonfang too much, causing it to overload.
Controlling his body, Garen strode out of the warehouse. The world instantly brightened as the sunlight outside his eyes, unnaturally bright, and even slightly piercing.
The contents of the test were so basic movents, and then a set of standard battle skill simulations.
Garen chose the Twin Pistols, so his simulation contents were not unlike Sara’s.
A ch target rose up five hundred ters away.
Garen stood at the warehouse entrance and raised his two guns, releasing the safeties. These were not laser guns but guns with tal bullets, so they had so rebound.
Bang bang!
After two gunshots, the target in the distance lit up, which evidently ant that he had hit them.
That was two consecutive hits, and it raised a slight murmur of surprise from the surrounding students.
Garen glanced sideways and saw that even Instructor Hamm looked surprised, so he decided to tone it down a little. To him, soone who was already a peak-level martial arts grandmaster, he had extrely precise control over his body. Hitting a target five hundred ters away was a piece of cake, after all, the target was a five-ter-tall ch.
The second ti, Garen purposely pressed the barrels down.
After two more gunshots, he did not hit anything.
There was a murmur of pity from the side.
Garen took so ti to glance at the Moonfang, the white light on it was twinkling, unlike during the online simulation battles last night. After all, he was driving a real ch now, so it definitely took a lot more effort.
He did not move much, and shot off the remaining rounds calmly.
In the end, he landed three out of ten hits, just like Sara.
After that was the moving target.
One hit.
When he had to move with the target, he also missed all the shots.
In the last bit, when he had to move with the target, Garen watched in terror as the Moonfang began to emit smoke, the twinkling light growing more and more urgent. He knew that after it was damaged once, the Moonfang had also beco extrely fragile. In the past, such movents would not be any problem whatsoever.
“The test is over.” Instructor Hamm’s voice ca in through the barrier.
Only then did Garen quickly stop moving, and began walking towards the warehouse slowly.
By the ti he walked to the spot in the warehouse where he was supposed to park his ch, the Moonfang’s white light had already dimd down. It looked like it was at the end of its tether, and was scalding hot to the touch.
Garen took off his helt, and lifted his hand to see the ti on his white watch.
“Approximately eleven minutes, perhaps slightly longer. The ch can’t move too quickly, even if I maintained the sa slow pace as I had in the end, I can probably only last for fifteen minutes max.”
“Looks like I have no choice but to be a long-range shooter.” Garen felt helpless, he still needed to be a long-range defensive shooter, because that only required very simple movents, and did not involve complicated movents with his whole body.
Picking up the Moonfang that was still burning his hand, Garen got out of the cockpit, and stepped onto the elevator.
Aier was already waiting for him in the warehouse below.
“Not bad!” Aier patted Garen’s arm with a laugh.
“It was only okay,” Garen smiled.
He was still worried about the Moonfang, he did not know how long it would take for this thing to recover.
“Nonosiva, would you like to fight a match with ?” A calm voice ca suddenly from the warehouse entrance.
Garen and Aier looked up to see Fervale standing at the warehouse entrance, looking their way.
“A match?” Garen frowned. “I’m not interested.”
Fervale was slightly stunned, it did not seem to occur to him that Garen would reject him so decisively.
He had also seen how smoothly Garen was controlling the ch, he had achieved Sara’s results with relative ease, and had evidently not used all of his power. That was why Fervale grew interested, but he did not think that the other party would reject him so directly.
He was not very good at speaking, so he also could not think of what to say there. Normally, once he asked, he would rarely ever get rejected. After all, his family background and his own excellent performance made the other students in his class unable to reject him.
After a pause.
“Fine, then,” he said calmly after recovering. “The person you injured that day, so people from his family are at the staffroom now. Instructor Hamm pressed down that incident that day, but I think it’s not over yet. You be careful now.”
“Thank you.” Garen had thought about that himself as well, but now that Fervale was warning him as well, he began to pay more attention to it.
In actuality, it was his acting up last ti that got the opponent spooked, that was why his opponent just froze there, and was finally hit by his retaliating shot. Half of his body had been burned up, and he nearly lost his life as well. It was all thanks to the wonders of dical technology that he got out of the hospital one month earlier than Garen.
If Garen was still paralyzed in bed, perhaps the other guy might let him go. But now that he had sohow left the hospital good as new, the other person was probably going to try sothing else.
Walking out of the warehouse with Aier, Fervale left the arena directly, walking towards the other arena, probably in order to watch how the students from other schools fared in their ranking tests.
Garen greeted the instructor, and seeing that most of the other students had scattered to watch the other matches, Garen found an opportunity to walk with the instructor alone.
“Instructor Hamm, I wanted to ask, how’s the family background of that student I accidentally injured last ti?”
Instructor Hamm did not look particularly surprised.
“Did they find you?”
“No, Fervale just reminded there, so I wanted to know more about them,” Garen replied honestly.
“That student’s na is Corlan, soone in his family is an instructor at the academy, with decent ability, I guess. Don’t worry, I’ll help out with this matter, after all it was all just an accident, nobody ant for it to end that way,” Instructor Hamm lit a cigarette and spoke after taking one puff.
“Thank you, Instructor,” Garen nodded, even though he was inwardly not bothered.
Leave the instructor, he split up with Aier, and took one round around the arena, watching the tests in the other arenas.
The chs were engaged in intense battle, their movents quick and fluid. Their techniques and skills were no lower than what Garen understood as third- or second-rate combat skills, and there were many complicated and precise movents as well. But most of these were undergoing a higher-level test.
Even so, he had garnered a clearer understanding of this world.
Although he was a Secret Technique Grandmaster, and had been at the peak of his era, the martial arts skills here were pretty decent as well, and they could develop into sothing even greater. So of these combination skills, and all those powerful combinations of cold and hot weapons, created all sorts of strange effects. Without an understanding of how the opponent’s weapons worked, and if they used peak-level combat skills, perhaps even Garen could fall to such an opponent at his current level. After all, his body was way too weak, nowhere near as powerful as he was in his previous lives.
After taking one round, he went back to the dorms directly, and began to train diligently.
Right now, his biggest problem was that his power was not his own, and ca instead from the Moonfang. Should he be discovered, that would be in violation of academy rules, and he would be guilty of lying to the administration. They might even disable his Willpower altogether.
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