The second senior who entered the control room soon realized that it wasn’t as he had imagined.
Where one might think the Eldest was simply tiring from the first fight and wanted a substitute,
it was clear that the Eldest had lost the first fight and was too embarrassed to admit it.
The second person to co in wore a sneering smile, muttering to himself, "I’ll go out after this fight, and I must mock the Eldest properly."
He began to don the control equipnt, continuing to babble, "This Eldest is really useless, utterly incompetent. A newcor has beaten you to this state."
As soon as this senior had properly equipped himself, Fu Yunhe imdiately noticed the second cha entering his virtual space.
The opposing cha had just raised a thumb, and before the thumb could point down, his line of sight shifted one hundred eighty degrees, and it seed he saw the ceiling.
What had happened?
"Newcor wins."
The rciless three words inford him what exactly had happened, but he still stood up in confusion, removing the control equipnt, and walked out with a bewildered face.
Did he just make a move?
It seems not.
Then how co he was down?
When the defeated senior walked out, he exchanged a glance with the smiling face of the Third who stood behind. In the blink of an eye, he dropped his bewildered expression, and said to those waiting outside, "Hey, they’re just juniors. Be gentle, don’t leave any lasting damage."
He calmly walked over to the Third, who covertly gave him a thumbs up, signaling respect.
The senior modestly nodded his head, thinking if you can’t beat them, just lure a few more in.
How could such an embarrassing incident only involve him and the Third?
The third person went in, and it seed even less ti had passed than the previous one. He ca out expressionless. He had intended to coax a fourth into going in, but reconsidered his approach.
"Eldest, you go. I lost, third round."
A man dozing in a corner with a hat pulled over his head took off his hat and pointed to another person, saying, "Let Lao Wu test the waters."
Lao Wu, the one pointed at, nodded and entered the control room.
By now, the Third from the first round and the person from the second round could only tell the truth.
"I only saw my opponent, but with one move, he knocked down, and I couldn’t get up."
"I was the sa, just raised a thumb, didn’t even react, and I was already lying on the ground."
After the first two finished, they looked toward the third person who had gone in.
"I didn’t even make a move before I was out."
The words of the three made the Eldest, who had been sitting, sit up straighter and muse, "I heard this year there’s soone with SS strength, SSS potential coming to the exams."
The words of the Eldest gave everyone a sense of both awe and lancholy for the formidable younger generation – this was too impressive.
Just as they were speaking, the fourth person ca out, saying to all the eyes upon him, "I didn’t even complete a single move before I was defeated."
Everyone’s gaze shifted again, this ti to the last one, the Eldest, the strongest among them.
"Let go have a try."
The Eldest entered the control room and began to don his equipnt.
At the sa ti, in another room where the teachers were gathered, they too were witnessing this constant stream of entrance and exits.
"Principal, isn’t this too fast?"
"More than fast!"
The principal had already stood up, looking at the cha controlled by the newcor with a bit of bewildernt in his eyes. The newcor’s way of combat was just too reminiscent of his junior brother.
He seed familiar with every type of cha, so he could quickly identify the weak points of each one, using strong power to bring down the opposing cha, leaving them powerless to retaliate.
At this mont, on the screen, the man known as the Eldest had already begun controlling his cha.
This was also the cha he was most familiar with, and he probably understood the newcor’s combat thod, so he imdiately chose to protect his weak points.
Unfortunately for him, he was up against Fu Yunhe, the forr Commander.
Fu Yunhe had designed all the exam questions; what move could there be that he didn’t know?
The Eldest, controlling the cha, only felt the opposing cha’s blade thrusting towards his cha’s weak point, and he diverted eighty percent of his power to protect it.
But just when the blade was about to strike his shield, the opponent’s other hand struck from a tricky angle, aiming for his waist.
The Eldest had no choice but to shift so energy to protect his waist and brace for impact.
The attacks on the two points arrived simultaneously.
"Boom———"
The Eldest’s cha crashed to the ground, one hand clutching his waist and the other the center of his chest.
Neither attack had dissipated as the Eldest had hoped; every strike hit with the weight of a thousand pounds, overwhelming him.
However, the one consolation was that the Eldest could still stand up, even though his cha was no longer combat-ready.
He made a gesture of admiration and logged off.
At that mont, Fu Yunhe smoothly advanced to the fourth and final part of the exam.
Elsewhere, the Eldest exited the control room and, eting the gaze of the gathered crowd, said, "At least I managed to make one move."
One move?
The Eldest only made one move?
Was this newcor too formidable?
Controlling a cha and cultivation talent are not the sa; the forr requires practice, a lot of practice. Talent alone isn’t enough.
By now, everyone was curious about who this person could be.
The senior called the Eldest spoke quite openly, "Once the results are out, we’ll know who it is."
The crowd nodding all around him agreed that indeed, to pass five stages with a single move, such a performance was bound to score full marks.
They just had to look for the person with full marks in the third round.
The person of interest, Fu Yunhe, had now reached the last stage, an exam about fighting Insect Beasts.
In this virtual world, there was only one rule: the more you kill, the higher your score.
So far, the record stood at three hundred forty-eight Insect Beasts. No one had yet broken this.
But on this day’s examination, many harbored a feeling of anticipation.
Those who knew of Fu Yunhe’s exam, the teachers, all pondered just how many he could kill.
While those outside who didn’t know Fu Yunhe or weren’t familiar with him still had the mindset to guess who would co in first, who would have the highest score.
After all, so people may have high strength, but their combat ability and academic performance might not be up to par.
So, so people were secretly taking bets on who would co in first.
Nian Shutong, upon hearing of such happenings, how could she miss out?
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