YM778.TV Chapter 152 - Strength of a God
Chapter 152: Strength of a God
B-631, a berserker, had just approached the force meter with a solemn expression. He looked exceptionally focused as if he was in a critical moment.
At that moment, the enormous screens showed him standing before the force meter as some teachers began to discuss amongst themselves.
“That berserker’s performance in the last test was impressive. He achieved 5,000 kilograms rather easily, but there was some leeway that time.”
“He was level 16 when he achieved 5,000 kilograms. Still, he’s level 18 now, and I’m guessing he can at least exert 5,500 kilograms.
“I’ve waited half a day for this to see if he will surprise me!”
Hank flipped through his notebook and looked for a few data sets. Then he continued to look at the screen attentively.
Meanwhile, on Kevin’s side, B-631 finally made his move after a few inhales and exhales. More precisely, the others got impatient and urged him to get on with it.
B-631 stepped back with his right foot and threw a punch at breakneck speed. Then the bell rang six times.
“B-631, 6,200 kilograms! Next!” As the supervisor shouted, the training grounds exploded with exclamations.
“Wow!”
“6,200 kilograms?! That’s incredible!”
“I would be thrilled if I could perform at least half as good as him!”
“I only want to achieve 3,100 kilograms.”
Some thought B-631’s performance was impressive, while others did not think it was a big deal.
“Tsk, look at how smug he is. He only hit 6,200 kilograms. He’ll be staring at my tail lights in a moment,” Mark sneered as he locked his eyes onto Moss.
He felt unsatisfied the last time he fought with Moss and the time he held back during the previous force test, causing him to become Moss’s private laundryman for two weeks. Still, Mark decided not to hold back again and show everyone his true strength.
The basic test went by relatively quickly. It was only to determine the students’ speed, agility, endurance, and other stats—as simple as a sports standard test.
However, there were more than 800 students, so it took a decent amount of time for them to get through it and conduct the test one step at a time.
The elites of Country S supervised the basic test, and its data would undoubtedly attract a lot of attention if they displayed it throughout the cities and other countries.
Still, this was the elite training program. The students were shocked at first when they saw the impressive data, but after constantly looking at it, they became increasingly numb.
Despite that, the students became restless when the screen displayed A-110, the blondie.
“S-So, he’s A-110!”
“I heard he was a powerhouse level 18 when he came here!”
“No wonder his grades were so consistent! He keeps dominating the leaderboards!”
“I wonder what level he is now. He looks like a straight-A student!”
“How great would it be to share a class with him?!”
“Who knows what hardships he faced from being a straight-A student?”
‘So that’s him,’ Moss thought.
Moss knew A-110 had a good head on his shoulders the first time he saw him. Indeed, A-110 was not an ordinary student. He became increasingly curious when he saw A-110 approach the force meter and locked his eyes on the big screen.
Suddenly, a student shouted, “Look at his hand movements!”
The students who focused on the big screen were shocked but did not have time to indulge that student because they did not want to miss A-110’s performance.
In the next second, A-110 made a few lightning-fast gestures and quickly punched the force meter. His hand signs looked complicated, but he instantly completed them.
The training grounds fell silent at that moment as everyone counted how many times the bell rang. The bell only stopped when it hit the ninth time.
‘What quick and striking hand signs!’ Moss praised inwardly. He could see that A-110 had used his sword control skill, but he first infused it with qi. Then A-110 hit the force meter alongside his infused qi.
“A-110, 9,450 kilograms! Next!” The supervisor exclaimed.
The entire training grounds were in an uproar.
“That’s too f*cking strong! He almost achieved 10 tons of force!”
“So, he’s a swordmaster! As expected from the most popular class!”
“A-110 is undoubtedly the champion among all individual tests!”
“It seems the other geniuses can only compete for second place in the individual tests!”
The students were not the only ones who praised A-110. The teachers and instructors were also fond of him.
“Mr. Accius, did you see his qi gathering and blood technique?”
“A-110 is very skilled. To achieve such results in just a few days is truly commendable.” Accius could not help but nod in satisfaction.
“A-110 is more than he seems,” Hank praised.
Many teachers and instructors turned to look at Hank as he praised A-110. Even Old Mur, Flying Wolf, and Red Spider looked at him with interest.
“What do you think about that, Hank?”
“Tell us more. I love listening to your analysis!” A young instructor looked at Hank with anticipation.
Hank replied smilingly, “A-110 used qi-gathering, qi-control, and potential activation in one go. Combining those with his swordmaster skills would achieve such effects. It’s a kind of ingenuity, but it’s not an easy task.
“Moreover, based on his performance, I estimate his current level to be around 21and his potential index to be around 1.8. It’s not easy for a third-year student to achieve such results,” Hank praised again.
When he finished his analysis, the teachers and instructors gave Hank warm applause.
“Excellent, Hank! You said it too well!”
Flying Wolf, beside Red Spider, said smilingly, “What do you think, Spider? A-110 is excellent, isn’t he?”
“Not bad,” Red Spider replied with her sexy lips. Then her expressionless face looked at the screen again.
The test continued, and Mill approached the force meter this time.
“Good luck, Mill!” The Guardians cheered for their teammate.
Mill instantly became excited when she heard her teammates’ cheers and saw Moss’s supportive gaze. Her nervousness from before entirely disappeared. Still, Mill did not disappoint. She achieved an excellent result of 3,000 kilograms.
Soon, Mark appeared but did not play any tricks this time. He focused himself and glared at Moss fiercely as he swaggered past him. However, Mark stopped when he was five meters away from the force meter.