"Now, I'll call out your na, and everyone else please sit down and keep quiet!"
"The first group, Class 1 xxx vs Class 3 xxx"
"The second group, class 2 xxx vs class 5 xxx."
As the instructor began to call the roll, the people whose nas were called stepped forward one after another, and divided into 20 groups to start fighting in pairs.
Having also experienced a year of devilish training, the strength of these teenagers aged 15 to 19 is basically the sa.
So of them are bare-handed, and so are holding wooden swords or other handy weapons. They fought back and forth on the training yard, and it was a fierce battle.
However, Luffy and Cook had little interest in this, and they yawned while sitting there in boredom.
There was nothing they could do, because their strength was far superior to that of these people.
In their eyes, other people's all-out efforts and risking their lives were just children playing house. They were basically weak chickens that could be killed with one punch.
In this way, they sat there from morning to launch.
After launch, they waited until nearly 3 o'clock in the afternoon, but did not hear the instructor calling their nas.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on? The exam is almost over, why isn't it our turn yet?"
Cook hamred the ground angrily. If he wasn't called, he would fall asleep while sitting.
Luffy yawned and felt bored.
"Maybe we are special and need special treatnt."
Cook: "They can't just ignore us, they should have let us rest, maybe have so nap?"
Luffy:"Go tell the instructor about this, don't complain to ."
The two brothers were chatting excitedly in the corner, but they didn't know that the examiner's eyes were already looking at them.
"The two of you over there, if I see you whispering to each other again, you will be directly disqualified!"
After he finished speaking, the two of them imdiately raised their heads and straightened their chests and sat upright.
The examiner stared at them for a long ti before retracting his gaze, holding a list and announcing loudly:
"The next person who will be call will undergo a more difficult assessnt.
If you pass the assessnt, you will be eligible to go to the elite training camp led by Chief Instructor Zephyr.
Even if you fail, it will not affect your graduation, but it also ans that you have lost an opportunity.
An opportunity that can change your life."
After the examiner finished speaking, the recruits who had been waiting for a long ti without their nas being called beca excited.
They almost thought that they were forgotten by the examiner, but they didn't expect that there would be such a surprise waiting for them later.
Without any nonsense, the instructor directly started to register
"Class 1 xxx, Class 9 xxx, the two of you step out and fight and Captain Bobby."
When the two young n heard that they were going to fight the captain examiner, their faces turned bitter.
"Examiner, you are kidding right? how can we possibly be a match for a Captain?"
"Idiot, I didn't ask you to defeat ! Show your strength. If you can satisfy , you will pass.
Stop talking nonsense and co up quickly!"
The examiner said this, and the two of them were relieved. They ran forward excitedly, saluted the examiner, and took a fighting stance.
But within 2 minutes, the two fell into a baby-like sleep and were both carried down.
"Have you not eaten yet?! Show so strength, you still want to join the elite camp, dream on.
Next group, xxx from Class 7, xxx from Class 5, co up!"
Two more teenagers ca out, but with a set of silky combos by the examiners, the two unlucky guys were quickly carried down.
Now the selected recruits all cried out that they were unlucky, and no longer felt that they were lucky....
As the recruits who usually perford well were called up to the stage and then carried down, all those whose nas were not called began to tremble.
Until now, no recruit could last more than three minutes under the examiner's hands, let alone get their approval.
After knocking down two more recruits, the examiner Captain Bobby looked at the docunts in his hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
'It's this kid.'
"Class 8 xxx, Class 6 Cook, step out!"
Hearing his na, Cook stood up and walked towards the field eager to try.
Luffy also looked up and gave him a thumbs up, whispering "Do your best".
Smiling back at his friend, Cook took a deep breath and slowly walked onto the battlefield.
Without any politeness, he clenched his fists and spread his legs, ready for the battle.
Bobby asked with a smile, and after getting Cook's affirmation that he was ready, he announced the start of the test. As soon as he finished speaking, Cook imdiately rushed over and punched Bobby in the face.
Bobby unceremoniously swung his fist sideways and hit his forearm.
While defusing the offensive, it also made Cook's arm sore and he almost lost his strength.
"Boy, I am different from the opponents you have t before. If you keep charging and ramming, you will suffer."
Bobby kindly reminded him, and he kept moving. He twisted his body and hit Cook's chest with his right elbow.
Cook barely retracted his hands and crossed them in front of his chest to block the blow.
Although his arms hurt, he gritted his teeth and held on, raising his legs and kneeing Bobby's waist.
Bobby did not dodge and took the blow head on. Then his eyes twitched and he took a breath quietly.
'This kid is just as strong as his gorilla father. '
Cook saw that his attack hit, and wanted to attack again.
But Bobby easily held down his knee with one hand.
Then he gently hooked Cook supporting foot with his left foot and knocked him to the ground.
He approached and held him down, and Bobby laughed:
"Is this all you can do?"
How could Cook bear such humiliation when being mocked in the face?
He ramd his head forward with great force, and with a bang, he knocked Bobby's brain dizzy for a short mont.
After taking the opportunity to break free from the opponent's control, Cook ignored the blood oozing from his forehead, and kicked Bobby sideways, kicking him more than ten ters away.
Wow!
The recruits in the audience were surprised. With so many people coming up just now, only Cook had really injured the examiner.
For a mont, everyone began to look forward to it, and they had a hope in their hearts that Cook could really defeat the examiner.
But Bobby, who was kicked away, just rolled over lightly to dissipate the force.
He stood up with his hands covering his waist, grinning, and cursed with hatred:
"You bastard, you did that on purpose, didn't you? You hit on bellow my waist every ti, and I'm not even married yet!"
"Haha, examiner, you are already so old and still not married. I don't think you will be able to use 'that' in your lifeti."
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