The girl pulled her hood back on and walked off the field. A large crowd gathered around her. Some wanted to compete with her, some were attracted by her looks, and some were simply there to join in the fun, hoping to stop the slender girl and question her.
With light steps, he got rid of several groups of students who wanted to approach him and chat with him. Before the crowd gathered, a shadow flashed by. After leaving the battle courtyard, Loran Hill breathed a sigh of relief, leaving only a group of curious students behind.
The on-site test continued, and after a while, the students gathered together again to watch the next test.
In this age of limited entertainment, watching peers engage in a variety of combat is far more engaging than simply staying indoors. Although most of the freshmen weren't particularly strong, only at Sequence 3, they still displayed their intelligence and skill.
Some of them threw up the tough ropes they had prepared long ago, and kept spinning around the golem. Taking advantage of the mud golem's blunt weapons, they quickly wrapped around its legs, tripped it to the ground, and then stepped forward to easily deal with it.
Some students of the Ocean Sequence summoned snow and melted it, allowing the converging currents to penetrate and corrode the golem, gradually weakening it and easily defeating it. Of course, a small number of students chose to confront the golem head-on, believing that force could work miracles. They swung heavy hammers and struck the golem, creating a deafening roar before shattering it into pieces.
"Combat rating: 90 points."
"Huff, not bad, although not as good as that black-haired sister." Eloi, wearing a black and white short skirt and thick cotton socks, pulled out the heavy weapon stuck in the ground and waved it casually in her hand, making a frightening dull sound of wind, driving away the students who wanted to gather around.
"Unfortunately, I didn't ask her name this time."
Eloi was both fond of and afraid of Roland, who had defeated her earlier this year. She liked Roland because he was handsome and strong, but she was afraid of his sharp attack, which had nearly killed her and frightened her terribly.
The color of the sky gradually dimmed, and the battle test gradually entered the second half.
"Next."
A girl in a Gothic dress came forward. There were a few skull pendants under the hem of her black and purple lace skirt. Behind her was a group of 'followers'. Although these people had just met her today, they were all deeply attracted by the rumors about this purple-haired girl. At the suggestion of some people, they formed a temporary support group.
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