Time shifts slightly forward!
In the examination room.
To ensure the safety of the selection candidates, basically every room will have a dedicated invigilator.
Ensure timely rescue after the other party gives up.
"Let me see... Zhang Mo, only eighteen years old, should still be a student... He's in Room Eleven under my supervision, bad luck indeed."
An invigilator looked at the information in his hand and shook his head lightly.
Although the number and level of the ferocious beasts in each selection room are the same, the species are different.
And the fear wolves in Room Eleven are the most adept at coordinated combat among the beasts.
In this way!
The combat power they unleash, I'm afraid even a Second-Rank martial artist can't easily handle it.
Let alone Zhang Mo, a student who hasn't experienced the tempering of blood and fire.
So, he's already prepared to notify the invigilator outside the door to intervene and rescue.
At the same time!
The fear wolves have already taken action.
However, to this.
Zhang Mo doesn't retreat but instead advances, directly confronting them.
Holy crap, what is he trying to do?
The invigilator has already stood up in excitement.
Even if you know you won't pass, you can't just go out to die like that.
Why is this young man so desperate?
But looking at Zhang Mo's expression, the invigilator was somewhat stunned.
Those eyes are filled with boundless confidence, as if he isn't facing a pack of fear wolves but just a pile of ants.
"This kid... He's not going to die, he's sure he can win?"
After a moment, the invigilator reached an incredible conclusion, then muttered to himself:
"But he's way too confident, even if his Stepping-on-Snow Step is already perfected, but this is just a martial skill that hasn't reached the Unranked level, it definitely can't completely dodge the fear wolves' attacks."
Right now, Zhang Mo is in the midst of the wolf pack.
It can be said that he's surrounded by enemies.
One small mistake, and he'll be injured.
Then, in a vicious cycle, he'll surely die without a doubt.
But what happens next makes the invigilator widen his eyes.
He only sees Yang Hao constantly swinging his fists in the midst of the wolf pack, with each punch sending a fear wolf flying out.
Any fear wolf hit head-on, all die instantly.
The remaining fear wolves, hit by their companions, also suffer serious injuries, spitting out blood continuously.
Even more terrifying, even when a fear wolf's claws land on Zhang Mo, they only tear through his clothes, unable to inflict any harm on him.
An external martial artist?
The invigilator's pupils constrict, and such a thought arises in his heart.
But!
Isn't this external martial art a bit too ridiculous?
A peak First-Rank fear wolf, unable to even leave a scratch on him.
How resilient is his flesh.
And while external martial arts don't require as much talent, they take too long to cultivate.
This is also why many martial artists simply don't cultivate external arts.
But Zhang Mo is only eighteen years old, even if he started practicing from the womb, he shouldn't be this terrifying.
And compared to his defense.
Those fists are even more exaggerated, it's literally one punch, one kill.
Only a few dozen seconds have passed.
More than half of the dozen fear wolves are already dead or injured.
And in this bloody environment, Zhang Mo is completely unfazed.
He's clearly just a student, why is he so accustomed to killing?
"This Zhang Mo... is a monster."
After a moment, the invigilator utters such an exclamation.
"Oh, what kind of monster?"
At that moment, an old voice rings out.
The invigilator is startled, subconsciously turning around, and a white-haired, benevolent old man appears before his eyes.
"President, why are you here?"
The invigilator quickly says.
The one who came is none other than Bai Cang Shan, the president of the Tianfeng City Beast Hunter Association.
"Nothing much, just received a report that a young man named Zhang Mo is rather interesting, just came to take a look, should be him, right."
Bai Cang Shan waves his hand, then fixes his gaze on the surveillance screen.
When he sees Zhang Mo's performance, he also raises his eyebrows slightly.
"This kid, he's indeed quite interesting."
He murmurs softly to himself.
Only twenty years old, his cultivation is only First-Rank, but his combat power and internal energy have both reached Second-Rank, and he also has such external martial arts backing him.
All of these together are already enough to describe him as a genius.
However, his opponent is too weak, unable to see this kid's limit.
After thinking for a moment, he says:
"Send my order down, fill the waiting room with ten Second-Rank ferocious beasts, let them join the test."
The invigilator is startled and quickly says, "President, wouldn't that be too dangerous?"
Bai Cang Shan says, "Don't worry, go ahead and do it."
Hearing this, the invigilator twitches his lips and begins contacting the staff in the waiting room.
In his heart.
He's secretly mourning for Zhang Mo.
Although they're only ten Second-Rank ferocious beasts, the difficulty of this selection has increased by more than tenfold.
He's gained the attention of the president, not sure whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
...
At the same time.
Zhang Mo has already broken the neck of the last fear wolf, his whole body is covered in blood, but there's not a single injury.
Because this blood!
Not a single drop belongs to him.
"With my current strength, only peak First-Rank fear wolves can provide lifespan?"
Zhang Mo murmurs to himself in his heart.
"But it's fine, after all, it's free lifespan, might as well take it."
"Besides, the fear wolves are all dead, why hasn't the door opened, is the exam not over yet?"
Click!
And at this moment.
A wall in the distance slowly rises, a powerful aura spreads out.
And what enters his vision are ferocious beasts of all shapes and sizes, all emitting Second-Rank aura.
"It's not over yet, there's actually such a good thing."
Zhang Mo looks at these ferocious beasts, his expression becoming excited again.
He was just complaining about getting too little lifespan, and now Second-Rank ferocious beasts are delivering goods right to his doorstep, it couldn't be better.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
Accompanied by roars, these Second-Rank ferocious beasts obviously smell the blood and all become ferocious.
The next moment!
They've already rushed out of the room, their brutal and powerful aura instantly filling the space.