It was lively within the military sector. At
the same time, there was an extravagant
lunch prepared for all the prospective
fighters who came to participate in the
fighter combat exam.
Afternoon.
1680 fighters stood in an open plaza. At a
reception desk in the plaza sat some high
authorities of Jiang-Nan city's northern
military sector and some high authorities
of the thunder dojo and the dojo of limits.
"Prospective fighters whose names are
called, come up and retrieve your uniforms
and weapons"
"Yan Zhuo"
"He Feng"
"Wang Bing Jiang"
.....
There were at least ten officers at the desk
yelling names one by one. Prospective
fighters whose names were called all went to pick up their uniforms and weapons.
"Han Sen"
That ringing sound, right when Han Sen
heard it he sprinted up there.
"This is your battle uniform, your battle
boots, and the 2nd series ghost blade you
need. The heaviest one we prepared was
98 kg, we don't have any heavier ones" the
officer passed a set of objects to Han Sen,
"Here is a communication watch, which
can send mail and has GPS. This is a
hexagonal shield"
While the officer was saying that, he was a
bit suspicious as he looked into Han Sen's
eyes..... a prospective fighter actually asked
for such a heavy ghost blade, quite weird.
Han Sen slightly smiled and sprinted away
holding the near 200 kg load of items.
.....
In the plaza, each of the 1680 fighters
received their requested weapons that
were most suitable for them. Each of them
used cold weapons! This was the requirement for the fighter combat exam;
heated weapons were banned. After they
received their things, everyone returned
to their own resting areas and changed
into their battle gear.
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There was laughter all over the open plaza.
At this time, Han Sen was equipped with
his metal alloy battle boots, military
standard trousers, and a battle vest with
some special Ke-Luo alloy material inside.
He also had his hexagonal shield and ghost
blade on his back, and was happily talking
with the fighter beside him.
"If you put down everything I have
equipped, it'll be worth at least 7-10
thousand" a crew cut teenager excitedly
pointed to his uniform, "This trouser and
vest aren't the best fighter equipment.
They're only lent to us for the fighter
combat exam. However, it can defend
against the weakest H grade monster's
claws, which is much better than the bullshit bullet proof vests back at town. A
regular bullet will never be able to pierce
this, and a H grade monster will never be
able to rip this apart"
"You can't rip it apart!"
A girl with a stern expression laughed
coldly on the side, "Even if the monster
can't rip apart the uniform, just the impact
itself can break your bones and damage
your internal organs"
"This big brother isn't so weak and fragile"
the crew cut teenager sneered and glared
at the girl, "How about, little girl, we go
over there and test this brother's
strength?"
"That's enough" Han Sen frowned.
"Yes, brother Han. We'll listen to brother
Han" the crew cut teenager laughed.
The news of Han Sen being scouted by
the dojo of limits was spread from one to
ten, and ten to a hundred in the
prospective fighter community. Out of the
1680 prospective fighters, only three of them were recruited by the dojo of limits
and the thunder dojo! The prospective
fighters knew that these three people
were special.
"Han Sen, Han Sen" a yelling sound from
far away was heard. It was the limit hall's
chief instructor, Wu Tong.
"Uncle Wu"
Han Sen ran towards him after telling
Yang Wu and the others beside him. In the
past month, Han Sen lived in the
Ming-Yue sector, so naturally he would be
close to chief instructor 'Wu Tong', who
also lived in the same sector. He called
familiarly, 'Uncle Wu'.
"Han Sen, come with me" after Wu Tong
said that, he started to lead the way.
Han Sen was full of doubts but didn't say
anything. They quickly arrived at the
second floor of a quiet apartment. In the
living room on the second floor, there
were lots of people seated together. Han Sen looked around..... out of all of these people, he only recognized one: one of the
Big Four of the Jiang-Nan city's dojo of
limits headquarters, Zhu Ge Tao!.
"Chief" greeted Han Sen loudly.
"Hm, Han Sen, go sit over there with Wu
Tong" Zhu Ge Tong, wearing a dark battle
uniform with faintly glowing silver pieces,
said as he laughed quietly.
"Zhu Ge, this is the Han Sen you talked
about? Let me see, compared to our
Thunder Dojo, he isn't that good isn't he" a
burly man wearing a dark, purple battle
uniform sat across from Zhu Ge Tao. When
he spoke, the sounds seemed to echo
within his chest, "Our thunder dojo
recruited two people early, one whose
fitness level is on par with your Han Sen,
and another who is a firearms genius"
The burly man looked to the two young
men on his side, who immediately stood
up in response.
"My name is Wan Dong" said a teenager
who seemed solemn and had a purple birthmark on his face.
"My name is Ma Xiao" another teenager
was smiling and looked beautiful! Yes, we
can use the word 'beautiful' for this
teenager. If he was born a girl, it would
probably be the kind that would bring
calamity.
Han Sen smiled and nodded: "Han Sen,
you already know"
"Han Sen" the solemn teenager spoke, "Do
you have any balls to compete? Tonight at
the fighter combat exam, let's see who can
get first place!" The solemn teenager's eyes
flashed, as if he saw the most delicious
kind of food, full of desire.
"Not interested" Han Sen shaked his head.
The solemn teenager was startled, but
then laughed coldly and didn't say
anything further.
Zhu Ge Tao and the burly man from the
thunder dojo laughed on the side: "Zhu Ge,
your little kiddo seems quite interesting.
He's quite calm, didn't let his head get hot when provoked! I kind of like this young
man. Han Sen, any plans to join my
thunder dojo....."
"Go, go, go" Zhu Ge Tao glared.
"I'm just joking. Man, you aren't
interesting" the burly man laughed.
Zhu Ge Tao glared: "We should go too. The
fighter combat exam is going to start
soon!"
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Han Sen and the 1680 powerful
prospective fighters, walked for at least
half an hour under the lead of a soldier.
They reached the outer part of a town. It
was already evening at this time, and the
sun has dropped.
[Roar~~~]
Various howls that makes your heart skip a
beat could be heard in the town. The town
was surrounded by barbed wire and had a
large amount of soldiers patrolling with
guns."Hurry, there aren't enough monsters
inside. Bring another 1200 Iron fur boars,
300 Zhi shadow cats, and another 500
mastiff tigers." As the command went
through the town, Han Sen and the others
didn't have to wait much longer until they
saw huge trucks coming. Each of the
trucks had angry howling coming from
them.
Han Sen and the large amounts of fighters
went to look closely.....
In each of the trucks were cages, and in
each of the cages were locked up
monsters. Those angry howlings made
some inexperienced prospective fighters'
hearts tremble.
"Han Sen"
Chief instructor 'Wu Tong' laughed beside
Han Sen, "Even if you're skilled and
strong, that doesn't mean you can kill the
monsters! When some people see blood
and are faced with a chance of death, they
won't even be able to bring out a tenth of their strength. So for this combat exam,
the main goal is to train your mind. You
have to get used to fighting to the death
with monsters and be merciless"
"Understood" Han Sen nodded.
"Hm..... these monsters are all the weakest
H level monsters. They're equivalent to a
'Beginner warrior' level fighter" said Wu
Tong, "Their weak point is their low
intellect. However, their strong point is
that they are very aggressive and cruel. So
in every fighter combat exam, there's
always a cruel case where a prospective
fighter that dies"
Han Sen nodded, there's no way that
fighting to the death with real monsters
could be safe.
...
After a bunch of weak H level monsters
have been imported into the town, the
amount of monsters in the town have
reached a startling amount.
"Everyone"A ringing voice carried to every
prospective fighter's ears. Han Sen and
every prospective fighter raised their
heads to look, and they saw a military
officer standing on a ruined three story
apartment in the middle of the town as he
spoke to all the prospective fighters, "This
time's combat exam will have the same
rules as the past ones! From 6:30 PM
tonight, we will begin. The exam will end
at 6 AM tomorrow!"
"The more monsters you slaughter, the
more points you get. For each monster you
slaughter, cut the monster's left ear off as
proof"
"Remember, prospective fighters are not
allowed to fight each other. Your
movements and actions are all under our
surveillance. Those who break the rules
will immediately be shot and killed!"
"Out of you 1680 prospective fighters, the
top 60% will earn the right to become a
fighter! The other 40% will fail and will have to take the next fighter combat exam"
the officer's voice suddenly became cold,
"In other words, out of the 1680 of you,
1008 will pass and 672 will be disqualified!"
The prospective fighters who were
listening below couldn't help but to start
talking, an unbelievable 40% will be
disqualified!.
"Here's a reminder, usually if one can kill
three monsters, they pass. If you can only
kill two monsters, it'll be up to luck" the
officers voice resonated in everyone's ears,
"When scores are the same, we use the
amount of time used to kill the monsters
and how injured you are to determine the
rankings. So, when you finish killing the
amount of monsters required, hurry and
come out of the town"
"Remember, if you receive a heavy wound,
press the emergency help button on your
communication watch. Someone will
immediately come and save you.....
however, that moment also represents the
end of your fighter combat exam" the
officer leaped.[WHOOSH!]
From the top of the apartment to the
ground was at least a height of around 10
meters. And with two more consecutive
leaps, he was already outside of town.
"All prospective fighters, move out, and
enter monster town" the officer waved his
hand.
The 1680 prospective fighters were like a
raging wave, and poured into monster
town.
"Shut the door!" ordered the officer.
[RUMBLE~~~] the only gate closed shut.
The fighter combat exam, officially begins!