Chapter 44: That's Too Much. You're Eating Sweet Potatoes While Others Are Struggling

Xia Xue's performance was unanimously recognized by all the examiners.

Wang Zihao swung his two-handed broadsword and severed the wolf head of the Werewolf in front of him. There was a bloodthirsty look on his face, and arrogance showed at the corners of his mouth.

A Berserker, as the name implies. When fighting, their rationality decreases and they become extremely wild. This is before going into a berserk state. Once berserk, they might completely lose their sanity.

"If you use up all your strength at the beginning, your efficiency will probably drop significantly later."

"You don't know how to allocate your physical strength. This aspect needs improvement."

"Compared to Xia Xue, he's a bit inferior."

What the examiners valued more was not how many you killed, but your adaptability in combat. First, it was about whether you could persist for the full 30 minutes; second, it was about how much of a difference there was in combat power from the start to the end of the battle. Real battles often last for a while. If you go all out at the beginning and then might have nothing left, that's it. By comparing Wang Zihao with Xia Xue, the examiners already had their answer in their hearts after the test. Xia Xue was clearly superior.

Zuo Mei, like Wang Zihao, also chose the hell difficulty level. Compared to Wang Zihao's bold and unrestrained fighting style, Zuo Mei brought the agility of the Rogue profession to the extreme.

She was agile, moving back and forth continuously, like a ghost, playing with the Werewolf at her will. Moreover, each of her movements was very decisive, without a trace of redundancy, not wasting any physical strength. The dagger in her hand was fast, fierce, and accurate. Each time she attacked, she could cause considerable damage to the monster. And she would use her skills at the right time to control the Werewolf Warrior and even interrupt its skills. She played the skills she currently mastered to a high level.

Zuo Mei's performance was also recognized by the examiners.

After going through one round, the several examiners already had an understanding of the situation of each candidate and had their own evaluation criteria in their hearts.

Then they returned to Lin Muyu's side. The examiners were speechless.

"This kid. That's a bit too much, isn't it?"

"I think so too. It's really a bit excessive."

"This guy actually put food in his pocket. What is he thinking?"

"Is sweet potato that delicious? Looking at him eating, I'm getting a bit hungry too."

Lin Muyu was eating the sweet potato bite by bite slowly and methodically. He had taken out the sweet potato before entering the examination room and put it in his pocket. Storage space couldn't be used during the exam. What if you got hungry? Now that the Skeleton Warrior was instantly killing monsters, he had nothing to do, so naturally, he started eating the sweet potato.

"The first person to eat during the big exam in history."

"Write this down so that he can become famous in history."

"I think this exam is too easy for him. Should we increase the difficulty?"

The examiners were so angry that their teeth itched. While others were struggling in the exam, Lin Muyu was so relaxed. Yet his grades were far ahead.

"It's not necessary. No matter what, the exam must be fair."

Ning Xuanfeng hadn't spoken since this exam began. However, from his eyes, it could be seen that he was very interested in Lin Muyu.

"This little guy is quite interesting."

Within 30 minutes, some people gave up continuously, and some were injured and withdrew. Continuous combat was a severe test of the endurance of every professional. This was unlike a dungeon where you could rest when tired. Only Lin Muyu could even doze off without any problem.

As time passed, finally, 30 minutes elapsed, and all the monsters disappeared collectively.

"Finally, it's over."

"If it doesn't end now, I won't be able to hold on."

"So terrifying. I've never been so tired in a dungeon."

Most people slumped to the ground, gasping for air. In just 30 minutes, their physical strength was almost exhausted. At this time, Xia Xue's face was also slightly pale. In 30 minutes, she used her skills to the fullest, saving wherever possible. Her mental power was also almost depleted. During the big exam, storage space was sealed, and additional drugs couldn't be used to restore mental power, which was indeed difficult.

"It's finally over."

"I killed about 200. That's more than 200 points."

Wang Zihao was completely slumped on the ground at this time. Later in the fight, his efficiency was far lower than at the beginning. The large consumption of physical strength and the cooldown of skills led to a sharp decrease in his combat power.

"I killed about 50 or so. This hell difficulty level is really not easy."

Among everyone, only Lin Muyu was in the best state. He just watched the show as he went through these 30 minutes.

"This round of the exam is over."

"A total of 522 candidates participated in this round of the exam. Among them, 278 candidates lost their qualification to continue the exam due to injuries or voluntary withdrawal."

"The remaining 244 candidates are eligible to enter the next round of the exam. Of course, you can also choose to give up."

"The difficulty of the next round of the exam is higher, the intensity is greater, and there may be life-threatening situations. Please choose carefully, candidates."

Everyone received the prompt at the same time, choosing whether to give up or continue with the exam. Continuing meant that the next exam would be more difficult, and there might even be life-threatening situations. If they gave up now, they would feel regretful. Suddenly, many people were caught in a dilemma.

The examiners all showed mischievous smiles.

"How many people will choose to give up this time?"

"According to previous years, at least one-third of the people will choose to give up."

"This year's pass rate is about the same as last year. So far, almost 60% have been eliminated."

There were a total of 632 professional combatants participating in the exam, and now there were 244 left.

"It seems that they are all having a hard time making a choice. Let's give them a push and help them make a decision."

At this moment, the solemn voice sounded again.

"Even if you give up the exam now, your grades are sufficient to enter higher education institutions."

"We will give you 60 seconds to think. If you don't make a choice after 60 seconds, it will default to continuing."

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely breaking the psychological defenses of many people.

"I choose to give up."

"I'm out."

"I can't continue. If I continue, I'll die."

Many students chose to give up. Similarly, more people chose to continue. They had come this far; it would be a pity not to continue.