Chapter 3 Victim Groups
Iron Hammer walked to Sakaski's side numbly.
Sakaski, who had always been silent, suddenly looked at the boy who was a head taller than him.
"The strength is pretty good."
"Um...."
Um? ?
What, was Sakaski talking to him?
Hammer was stunned.
This cold-faced madman Sakaski actually took the initiative to talk to him.
Emma, this means there is no achievement system, otherwise one would definitely be activated.
While Iron Hammer was stunned, the next tester had already stepped forward.
Punch out.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
"ah!!!"
I saw that the test machine did not shake like before. Instead, there was a sudden reaction force that directly knocked the tester away.
A number appears at the same time -400
The sound of broken bones suddenly sounded, and after a burst of screams, the young man passed out holding his deformed right arm.
Everyone was confused now. What happened?
Why did this guy become like this after just one punch?
Even Zefa was dumbfounded, why did this guy faint?
What does the deformed arm mean?
Did you cripple yourself by exerting too much force?
Zefa was the person in charge after all, so he quickly said:
"Medicine! Take him down for treatment."
"He's really useless. Even a test could break his bones and even cause him to pass out."
"Next!"
With Zefa coming forward, everyone calmed down and complained about the young man's poor health.
Only Tie Zhui, who was standing aside, began to twitch at the corner of his mouth.
He suddenly understood what happened to the attribute he had just activated.
One hundred percent counterattack...
That's what it meant...
Oh my god, doesn't that mean that this tester is now a mini-BOSS, and whoever beats it will regret it?
Thinking of this, Iron Hammer immediately stepped forward and came to Zefa.
"General Zefa, I feel like there is something wrong with this instrument. Why don't we ask someone to change it for testing."
Zefa glanced at the hammer. Although his eyes were soft, he was still very firm.
"Iron Hammer, just stay here. There is nothing wrong with this instrument. It can measure 5,000 forces. Unless the force exceeds 5,000 and destroys it directly, it can continue to operate."
"Okay, next one!"
Zefa threw the hammer aside and continued to test.
Before Hammer could continue speaking.
The next victim has already arrived.
The posture is very handsome, the strength is very strong, and the power value is 700, which is good.
"Crack!"
"ah!"
The flying arc is very beautiful...
Well, it's miserable.
It's still the familiar posture, the familiar scream, the familiar sound of landing.
This victim, like the previous one, was unconscious holding his right arm.
Two victims in a row made Zefa a little confused.
What's going on...
Just when everyone in the square looked at each other, they looked at each other.
A loud, loud voice appeared out of nowhere.
"Ah hahaha, Zefa, you've already started!"
"It seems I'm late!"
With short black hair and a body as strong as Zefa, the man laughing loudly was the naval hero.
Lieutenant General Monkey D. Karp.
There was a young man beside him.
Not handsome in appearance, but very capable.
After looking at it for a long time, Iron Hammer recognized that this man was Garp's son, Monkey D. Dragon (Dolag).
"Garp, what are you doing here? Didn't you see that I am taking the student test?"
"Well~ Well~, didn't I send students to you?"
Garp laughed, picked his nose, and then pushed Dorag out.
Iron Hammer looked at it with black lines all over his head, because if he read it correctly.
The hand that Kapu pushed Dorag had just finished pressing his nose...
"Oh? Is it your son? Very good, I will also do a test later."
"Hey, Zefa, does my son still need to be tested? Are you doubting my training for him?"
Zefa didn't buy Garp's account at all, and once again called the medical soldiers to send Victim No. 2 for treatment.
"Next!"
Victim No. 3 stepped forward fearfully.
The instrument in front of me looked like a giant beast.
He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and punched.
"Bang~"
A particularly clear sound sounded.
Power value 150
It was very low, but just because it was very low, Victim No. 3 only felt a huge force bouncing off the instrument, but he could still accept it.
After all, he deliberately lowered his strength to punch.
Although his fists were sore from the shock and his arms were a little numb, he survived!
At this moment, Victim No. 3 couldn't help but shed two tears on his face. Unfortunately, he didn't wait for him to happily celebrate that he survived.
Zefa's angry curses and a huge sole had already arrived.
"What the hell! With 150 power, you have the nerve to come to my training camp. You don't take me seriously!"
Victim No. 3 left with honor, but when he passed by the next person, he whispered:
"Brother, if you want to survive, just restrain your strength..."
After saying that, he left everyone with a glorious back view.
Only then did everyone understand that in the current situation, the only way to survive is to control power!
Just like that, no victims appeared in the subsequent tests.
Everyone lowers their power.
The number on the Doli instrument did not exceed 200
This made Zefa angry and Garp laughed.
Even Sakaski's face turned gloomy.
He was very puzzled as to why so many elites were so low-end.
What is 100,200 power points enough for?
Is it possible to use them to uphold justice? ? ?
Only Tie Shui looked embarrassed and covered his face with one hand, not daring to watch the drama in the square.
"Damn it! What kind of cowards are these!"
"I'm furious!"
"Where's Warring States! This bastard! Who did he choose for me!"
Zefa was really going to explode at this time.
It's not his fault. It's obviously the first navy elite training camp, but he has a lot of faith in it.
Who would have thought that he would die before leaving the army.
Soon, hundreds of people tested it.
These people all have a common problem after the test, that is, they cover their right arm unconsciously.
Even if they control their power, the backlash still makes them miserable.
But they didn't feel dissatisfied at all. Instead, they cast grateful glances at Victim No. 3 one after another.
"Porusalino!"
The future yellow monkey, the last one standing, will soon arrive.
Porusalino was very confused. He was still sleeping. How could he be here so soon?
Zefa looked at the tall and thin Porusalino in front of him and was full of confidence.
There are so many outstanding talents in this training camp, Sakaski is one, and so is Porusalino in front of him.
If it's correct, the power value of this time is definitely not lower than that of Sakaski.
"Tsk, it's so troublesome. I still want to sleep..."
Porusalino complained unconsciously, and then walked to the tester.
The veins on Zefa's forehead began to appear again.
What's going on with this bastard's attitude...
"Stop the ink! Test it quickly!"
Porusalino scratched his hair helplessly, and then began to accumulate strength all over his body.
Zefa's face looked better now.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
"I'm so stupid! Ah!!!!"
The next second, Porusalino was named Victim No. 4!
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