188: Seven dark horses
Most of the Seed Training Camp participants were grouped by strength, with several top-tier prodigies in each group.
But if he remembered correctly, Exam Hall Seven only contained some ordinary disciples from Beyond Martial Hall, and the strongest among them was merely a Martial Artist named Wang Shuai.
To be able to take down so many examiners within five minutes, did that Wang Shuai hide his strength?
Winter Sunny Snow, who was below the stage, also had a look of surprise in her eyes. Had Exam Hall Seven produced a dark horse?
A moment later, the surveillance playback was retrieved.
Everyone then saw Li Ziyu step into the passage in the video, and then the surveillance screen flickered like a bad signal. When the picture recovered, only sixteen examiners lying on the ground could be seen.
The scene was silent for a moment, and the School Officers, sitting upright, looked at each other:
"What just happened? Did I see things?"
"Hiss, sixteen Martial Artists were all knocked down in less than three seconds. When did such a monster appear in Exam Hall Seven?!"
"Damn, what Battle Skill was used just now? Instantly killing sixteen Sixth-level Martial Artists—only a Grandmaster can do something like that. Has this young man's strength already reached the Grandmaster level?
With this kind of strength, why come to the Seed Training Camp? I think he can directly graduate and become an instructor."
The scene was filled with discussions, their faces filled with shock and uncertainty.
"Slow down the surveillance playback. I want to know what just happened and what method this kid used!"
"Also, check the information of all students in the Seed Training Camp. I want to know who this person is."
Chapter Beihai's body, which had been leaning on the table, involuntarily straightened, his eyes fixed on the screen of the monitor:
The people arranged in Exam Hall Seven were all from Beyond Martial Hall, but when did Beyond Martial Hall produce such a figure?
He didn't look very old, yet he could instantly kill sixteen Level 6 Martial Artistss with one move. This talent and potential were many times greater than Sun Yuehai's.
Could it be a trump card secretly cultivated by Beyond Martial Hall?
A look of solemnity involuntarily flashed across Chapter Beihai's face.
Under the General's command, the technical staff slowed down the surveillance playback by ten times.
However, the image still flashed by, making it impossible to see the details clearly.
"Slow it down to thirty times!"
The picture continued to slow down, but the monitor could still only capture a white shadow flashing by.
Just then, the secretary beside him came up with some documents:
"Commander, this young man's information has been found. His name is Li Ziyu, a freshman at Modu Martial Arts University, and also the champion of this year's National Youth Grand League."
"He was originally assigned to Exam Hall Three, but because Li Ziyu arrived late, he was put into Exam Hall Seven."
"General, do we still need to slow it down?"
At this moment, the technical staff also spoke, secretly astonished.
They were using high-speed camera surveillance, yet even at twenty times slow motion, they couldn't capture the young man's movements. How fast must he be!?
"Li Ziyu, so it's him?"
"Good kid, your strength truly exceeds my expectations.
No need to slow it down, turn off the surveillance."
Chapter Beihai's eyes lit up after hearing the secretary's report.
He had also heard of Li Ziyu's achievements, breaking the record of the National Youth Five Major Leagues while only a freshman.
However, when Li Ziyu came to the Seed Training Camp, the cultivation realm he filled out in his information was a Fourth-level Intermediate Martial Artist, which was far inferior to Martial Artists like Sun Yuehai and Li Yang, so he hadn't paid too much attention.
But looking at the strength Li Ziyu displayed on the monitor, how was he a Fourth-level Intermediate Martial Artist!
Modu Martial Arts University is really something. With such a powerful realm, they insist on filling out Fourth-level Intermediate Martial Artist. This isn't how you hide your capabilities, is it?
Could it be that they were afraid their genius would be suppressed by people from Ji Dao Martial Hall and Beyond Martial Hall in the Seed Training Camp?
"Let's go, follow me to meet Modu University's genius."
...
Inside the exam hall, in the silver-white hall, Li Ziyu waited for a while and then looked at the slowly opening Protective Door One.
"Are you an instructor from the Seed Training Camp?"
From inside Protective Door One, Sun Yuehai walked out with his hands in his pockets, frowning as he looked at Li Ziyu in the hall. He could vaguely see many people lying sprawled in the passage of Hall One.
"Mm, you must be the instructor. What's the arrangement next?"
Sun Yuehai sized up Li Ziyu. With his strength, no one should have passed the assessment faster than him.
This young man had been standing here all along, clearly waiting for a long time, probably a staff member responsible for guiding.
Li Ziyu glanced at the Beyond Martial Hall emblem on Sun Yuehai's chest and ignored him, which caused a flicker of displeasure and a cold glint in Sun Yuehai's eyes.
"Hmph, if it weren't for the rules of the training camp, I'd teach you a lesson."
While Li Ziyu was waiting, Protective Door Two and Protective Door Three also slowly opened, and the gun-wielding youth Zhao Lingyun and Li Yang also walked out one after another.
Behind the two of them, dozens of dust-covered Martial Artists followed.
Li Yang looked at Sun Yuehai and Li Ziyu, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
After another moment, the remaining few exam hall protective doors all opened, and dozens more people walked out.
Li Ziyu swept a glance.
A total of three hundred people participated in the Seed Training Camp, and only one hundred and sixty remained in this hall. This was only the first round, and the elimination rate was already so high, which was truly terrifying.
"It looks like Sun Yuehai came out earlier than us. As expected of Beyond Martial Hall's Senior Disciple, he's truly formidable."
"Mm, the difficulty of this assessment was a bit unexpected. If I hadn't fortunately made a breakthrough before coming, I really might not have been able to pass within five minutes."
"I wonder what the rules of this Seed Training Camp are. Eh, why is no one coming out of Exam Hall Seven?"
Taking advantage of the waiting time, people in the hall began to gather in twos and threes, exchanging notes.
People came out of every exam hall, but only Exam Hall Seven had no one.
Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to Exam Hall Seven, and Sun Yuehai also frowned and looked over:
"Is that kid Wang Shuai so useless? He still hasn't defeated the examiners after all this time?"
Li Ziyu glanced at Sun Yuehai and ignored him, instead looking at the people in the hall.
The one hundred and sixty people remaining in the hall were gathered in twos and threes, roughly divided into three factions.
The two major Martial Halls formed one faction, numbering about eighty or ninety people, the most numerous.
Led by Sun Yuehai and his defeated subordinate Li Yang, everyone had an arrogant look on their faces.
Next were the military personnel, fewer than the two major Martial Halls, but each with resolute faces, and the most numerous besides the two major Martial Halls.
After that were people from various Martial Arts Schools and various Battle Teams.
Compared to the two major Martial Halls and the military, the people from the Martial Arts Schools and various Battle Teams looked somewhat disheveled.
They were covered in dust, and some even had injuries, clearly having spent a lot of effort to pass the assessment.
Li Ziyu also saw a few old acquaintances among them: Chen Xing and Mei Wan'er.
They came too?
When Li Ziyu noticed Chen Xing, Chen Xing also saw Li Ziyu and gave him a big smile.
Li Ziyu wondered if it was his illusion, but he felt that the other party's expression contained some flattery?
There was a hint of wanting to get close but not daring to step forward.