187: Zhang Beihai, is there anyone in Group 7 who is so capable?
Inside the central building of the Military Base, there was a command room spanning tens of thousands of square meters.
At the center of the command room were densely packed monitoring screens.
Below the screens stood a middle-aged man with an imposing aura.
This middle-aged man wore a camouflage combat uniform, had a square face, resolute features, and exuded an aura of having experienced countless battles.
Most striking were his eyes, deep as the vast ocean, radiating an air of authority without needing to express anger.
This was none other than Chapter Beihai, the chief instructor of this Seed Training Camp and a Level 8 Grandmaster.
He was also a General of the Central Military Region.
Centered around Chapter Beihai, dozens of School Officers in combat uniforms sat upright in their chairs, their gazes fixed on the images displayed on the screens.
The screen showed a short-haired young man wearing a white shirt, floral shorts, and flip-flops.
The short-haired young man walked leisurely through the passage of the No. 1 examination hall, a smile playing on his lips, one hand in his pocket, and a nonchalant demeanor.
If not for knowing the context of today's scene, the School Officers present would have thought he was a young master on vacation at the beach.
"Sun Yuehai, one of the strongest individuals in this Seed Training Camp and the leader of the younger generation of the Beyond Martial Hall, haha, to be able to walk with such composure during the assessment, it seems he has a lot of confidence."
Chapter Beihai smiled slightly.
Although Sun Yuehai was from the Beyond Martial Hall, he was ultimately a prodigy of humanity. Chapter Beihai held no prejudice and treated everyone equally.
This was also why, even though the Seed Training Camp was jointly established by the official faction and the martial hall faction, he was chosen as the chief instructor.
The School Officers below, watching the short-haired young man strolling casually on the screen, also began to discuss:
"After all, he's the strongest of the younger generation from the Beyond Martial Hall; he must have something special."
"I just wonder how long it will take him to defeat the examiners. I'd guess within five minutes."
"Within five minutes? Is he that strong? There are sixteen Level 6 Intermediate Martial Artists in that passage.
Although Sun Yuehai is a Level 6 Advanced Martial Artist, facing several times his number of Level 6 Intermediate Martial Artists, he would probably have difficulty even defending himself, right? Can he clear it within five minutes?"
"Haha, you underestimate the Beyond Martial Hall too much. My five-minute estimate is conservative."
"It's starting."
Everyone turned their attention to the screen.
At this moment, in the passage where Sun Yuehai was, sixteen martial artists responsible for the assessment had already appeared. The moment they saw Sun Yuehai, they rushed towards him without a word.
Sun Yuehai, however, maintained a calm and composed expression, as if he hadn't seen the sixteen martial artists charging at him.
Just as the attacks were about to land on him, an ice pillar emerged from nowhere beneath Sun Yuehai's feet, lifting him up and instantly allowing him to dodge everyone's attacks.
Then, he pushed both hands forward, and a blizzard actually swept through the passage, instantly blowing the sixteen examiners off balance.
Following that were large swathes of wind blades.
Four minutes later, all the martial artists in the passage fell to the ground.
Sun Yuehai looked up, glanced disdainfully at the camera's location, spat, and then pushed open the large door to exit the passage.
"Haha, he actually disdained the difficulty of the assessment."
"Whoa, is this the strength of the strongest of the Beyond Martial Hall's younger generation? To take down sixteen Level 6 Intermediate Martial Artists in just four minutes, he's truly a prodigy!"
"A dual-element martial artist with wind and ice, coupled with Sun Yuehai's terrifying comprehension ability, he truly lives up to being one of the strongest among this batch of seed contestants."
"Old Li, the No. 1 venue is yours to lead, tsk tsk, it seems your group is guaranteed to be in the top three for the end-of-month assessment."
The instructors looked at Sun Yuehai's performance on the screen, expressing their admiration with looks of surprise.
At the same time, they turned their envious gazes to a middle-aged School Officer sitting in the center.
The Seed Training Camp was jointly established by various forces, who contributed funds, and their military department was entrusted with cultivating the talents.
The participants were divided into seven groups, with each instructor leading one group. A grand competition would be held at the end of the month to determine the rankings.
If the people in a group achieved high rankings, the team-leading instructor would also be rewarded.
It was obvious to everyone that with the strength Sun Yuehai had just displayed, securing a spot in the top three during the end-of-month grand competition was almost a certainty.
"Haha, you don't need to envy me. Old Wang's Group Two is also not weak."
The others did not refute and turned their attention to the screen of the No. 2 test venue, where there was also a young man.
The young man held a long spear, exuding an extraordinary aura, standing there alone as if he were a mighty army.
Facing the sixteen examiners in the passage, the young man's figure flickered, his spear striking like a dragon. In less than five minutes, he also walked directly towards the passage's main door.
"Tsk, this spear-wielding young man is said to be a hidden genius from the Southern Theater Command. Although he's not an elemental martial artist, he has dual talents in strength and speed, plus his spear-wielding skills have reached the subtle level. His strength is not inferior to Sun Yuehai!"
"Indeed, although his strength is still not as good as Sun Yuehai of the Beyond Martial Hall, he can be considered the face of our military's younger generation."
"And Li Yang from the Ji Dao Martial Hall, a Level 6 Intermediate Martial Artist, his strength is also not weak."
The School Officers chatted and laughed, commenting on the performance of the contestants on the screen.
At this moment, everyone turned their attention to a long-haired woman sitting on the edge:
"Haha, Winter Sunny Snow, are you still thinking about being assigned to lead Group Seven?
If you ask me, you don't need to be too disheartened. A lower number doesn't mean your group members are weak; perhaps there's a genius in your group too."
Everyone chuckled.
Winter Sunny Snow ignored their teasing. Although group numbers were randomly assigned, typically, those with lower numbers were stronger.
The probability of obtaining a ranking in the end-of-month assessment was higher.
And her Group Seven would most likely consist of martial artists with ordinary strength.
However, Winter Sunny Snow was not too disheartened.
She had only recently entered the Grandmaster realm, and being qualified to teach those in the Seed Training Camp already showed how much she was valued.
After all, those who could enter the Seed Training Camp were all the strongest prodigies in Daxia.
"Hmph, my teaching level is not weak. Even if Group Seven doesn't have a genius like Sun Yuehai, our group won't be at the bottom."
Just as everyone was watching the screen, a jumbled voice came from the walkie-talkie clipped to the middle-aged general's waist:
"Sir... Sir, something's wrong! Something's happened at Test Venue Seven! School Officer Liu Mo was beaten!"
"Hmm? What do you mean something's wrong? Explain it clearly."
Chapter Beihai frowned.
The walkie-talkie was incoherent. What did he mean the instructor was beaten? The instructor was a Level 6 Advanced Martial Artist; for him to be beaten, wasn't that absurd?
"Never mind. Switch the monitoring screen to Test Venue Seven."
Under Chapter Beihai's command, the screen switched to Test Venue Seven.
Upon seeing the examination martial artists lying all over the ground on the screen, the middle-aged general couldn't help but raise his hand to check the time on his wristband, a look of surprise on his face:
"It's only six minutes since the test began, and all the examiners in Test Venue Seven are already down. Is there someone in Test Venue Seven with this kind of strength?"
"How interesting. Cut the playback to five minutes ago. I want to see who it is and how they did it."