Not long after, Rhodes arrived at the testing point.
Several instructors are reading his file.
"A person with absolute vision and adaptability to sewers. The three fire types are 'black rice bucket', 'grass' and 'instant shot'. They are all the same type of fire types."
"I once cleaned the sewers of the entire Iron Cross neighborhood on my own, assisted in a hunting mission for a relatively large threat, an escort mission, a cleaning mission of doomsday cultists, and killed doomsday cultists many times... You are very good."
An instructor praised.
"Although your psychic level is only 2 and your psychic strength is very low, judging from your resume, you are a born fighter. Let us see your destructive ability."
"Did you see that target? Just attack it. Oh, don't use your psychic cannon. That's not a conventional method."
Rhodes was stunned for a moment. There was no need to use the "Psychic Trio". I didn't do any harm.
Under the vision of the soul's eye, the target not far away is a stagnant psychic armor. It doesn't even have a soul, and the "soul blast" cannot be used.
Spirit guns can be used as conventional weapons, but using real silver bullets for target shooting is a waste, let alone expensive spirit-sealing bullets.
Rhodes was only willing to use the cheapest silver bullet, but its power was too weak and it didn't even produce a spark when hit.
Rhodes could only give up his spiritual spear and bang with his fists.
The instructors looked disappointed.
"Psychic energy changes slowly, and the turbulent psychic energy should be strengthened from the inside out and the psychic energy field should be opened up, so that the most powerful punch can be punched and the damage to the hand caused by the reaction force can be reduced."
"With rusty skills, unclear principles, low strength, slow reactions, and no decent moves, how can such a person enter the secret branch?"
"Perhaps it's because he is not adapted to the environment here. It is said that his fire can only be effective in the sewer. Don't forget that he is a completely psychic person and has a powerful psychic cannon fire."
"The adaptability of the giant psychic cannon is too narrow, and monsters will not negotiate with you to enter the sewers for a fair duel. As a combatant, it has great flaws and is not suitable for fighting alone."
Under Rhodes' report, the item "fighting alone" was marked with a cross, and the sentence "very fragile and needs protection" was added.
"Next."
Rhodes scratched his head and looked at the instructor's face, his grades didn't seem to be particularly good.
There was nothing he could do about it. He had not received any formal training at all except masturbation. He had learned and practiced the "turbulent state" psychic enhancement and the "stasis state" psychic defense by himself.
I don’t use it much except when I’m on the road, so it’s normal for me to be unskilled.
The next person to appear was a red-haired girl, wearing a golden helmet and red armor, holding a red sword and buckler. She had a heroic appearance. With one blow, she cut the target in half that was still motionless after being knocked by Rhodes for a long time.
The three instructors praised in unison: "She is indeed a shining golden Valkyrie."
Okay, that’s awesome.
Rhodes could only walk to the next detection point.
The second test point tests speed. Rhodes and six other students need to turn back and forth ten times on the fifty-yard track.
Rhodes has specially trained his ability to escape, so he should be able to do this.
But once he started running, Rhodes realized the difference between professionals and non-professionals. When he turned back for the first time, someone had already finished the race.
"Beorwood from Dalmai Village has a top speed of 125 yards per second, and its acceleration, steering and stopping are excellent."
The bear-like Baywood said gruffly: "It's too flat here, and I'm not used to it. The rugged mountains are a place suitable for free running and jumping."
Rhodes was the last one to finish, and the instructors all seemed very impatient.
"Rhode from Red Rock Village has a maximum speed of 18 yards per second. His acceleration is very slow, his pace is unstable, and his steering is dysfunctional. There may be people who are not fire fighters who are faster than you."
Rhodes doesn't really care about results. He just wants to use the souls and ashes of a few powerful monsters to make "soul firewood" and powerful "soul ashes" as soon as possible.
But at this time, my face was a little uneasy.
Baywood patted him on the shoulder: "Guy who received the award with me, you eat too little, and don't go to Hongfang Street to go whoring. It's not good for your health."
Brother!
Can you not say this in public? Can you use your words more tactfully?
Also, I didn’t go there at all! I don’t even know what Hongfang Street looks like!
When Rhodes was about to explain, suddenly a fat man pointed at him and shouted: "Yes! It's you who slept with my girl without paying me!"
"Fart!" Rhodes said anxiously: "I don't know you at all! I don't even know where Red Square Street is!"
The fat man sneered: "Don't pretend, who doesn't know your name in Hongfang Street, Mengniu! That's your title! I tell you, don't even think about coming here again. We have jointly punished you, a girl who sleeps everywhere without paying you."
The scumbag has been blocked!"
Oh——
The onlookers shouted in unison, looking at Rhodes with eyes full of contempt, envy, jealousy, and various complex emotions.
This is crazy.
Rhodes couldn't explain it even if he opened his mouth a hundred times. Even if he said he had amnesia, wasn't he the one who did what happened before the amnesia?
No, I have to go there a few times. Anyway, I already have the title of Silver Demon. If I don’t go there a few times, wouldn’t that be a blood loss?
As the saying goes, when others say you are a silver devil, you better really be one.
Hum hum.
You forced me to do this, not of my own free will. I am a gentleman and not lewd at all.
Rhodes came to the third testing point with countless eyes on him.
"Rhode, we will test your ability to be a complete psychic. For other abilities, we have decided to fully rely on the report of the Industrial Machinery Research Institute and your combat records."
This is Rhodes's specialty. No matter what kind of fog crystal ball, he can see it to the end. He finally received great praise from the instructors, and even the surrounding eyes showed some respect.
"It's really a perfect vision. I finally saw a living person."
"I wonder if he can see through it?"
"Wow, isn't it? Didn't he see all of us?"
Fortunately, this misunderstanding was denounced by truly knowledgeable people.
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Spiritual vision is called second vision because it can see the existence of the soul and the flow of energy, and has nothing to do with perspective.
Otherwise, Rhodes will evolve from a silver demon to a wretched pervert. The former can still be understood to some extent, it is just human nature. The fact that the sleeping girl does not pay means that he has a specialty and it is his ability. Many ladies present still want to try it.
Try it.
The latter is just pure disgust.
There was a long queue at the fourth test point. This point is a test of combat capabilities. Several instructors went out in person to simulate monsters fighting with students.
Dean Vera of the First Branch and Khalil in black robe are both sitting here, showing the unparalleled importance of this.
Many students waiting in line also set their sights here.
It is Raistlin who is on the field now. He holds a shield in one hand and a knife in the other. He attacks from the front and defends from the back. He makes perfect use of his characteristics. He turns around smoothly and moves skillfully, and he fights with the instructor vividly.
After a battle, the instructor gave his evaluation: a very mature melee fighter with perfect use of characteristics, suitable for the front defensive position. The disadvantage is lack of aggressiveness and single combat method, which greatly improves his combat effectiveness.
60 points.
There was a burst of applause from the surroundings, and it was Iger who came on next.
He turned into a streak of white smoke and shuttled back and forth in the air, constantly using the white smoke to block or attack the instructors, which made him a little embarrassed.
After the battle, the instructor gave him a very high score that no one behind him could surpass.
However, Vera and Khalil never had any special expressions. It wasn't until Rhodes came on the stage that they cast some interested glances.
An instructor who looked like a hippopotamus jumped in and said: "Attack me with all your strength. I won't attack frequently, but be careful with my counterattacks."
It was only then that Rhodes realized that he seemed to have no means at his disposal.
It is naturally impossible to summon the chief dean's phantom using soul ashes, and the "Psychic Trio" and "Soul Crit" cannot be stopped. If they hit him, he will die immediately.
It’s hard to bear to use expensive bullets, so it’s obviously not suitable to throw thunder stones.
What to do?
Rhodes tried firing a few shots, and the silver bullets hit him, but there were no traces at all.
There was no other way, Rhodes could only bite the bullet and fight him in close combat.
However, the instructors were experienced combatants who were proficient in both theory and actual combat. Rod Mao punched him with a slap in the face, and his wrist was pinched in an instant and he was thrown away.
Rhodes spun three and a half times in mid-air and fell to the ground with a thud.
In the end, the instructor gave him 5 points for the sake of being a completely psychic person.
A blond girl burst out laughing.
The red bee from Qianhu Town sneered: "You're a scumbag with a combat power of only 5. Is there a girl willing to sleep with you?"
The eyes of a tall girl with long hair were a little bright: "As for the auxiliary staff, we have to understand that fighting is not their strong point. We are enough to charge into battle."
Rhodes walked back as if nothing had happened.
This kind of test combat is really not suitable for him. His abilities are either very expensive, or he will face life and death as soon as he takes action, and there is no way to try it out.
I secretly decided that I must practice close combat and the use of psychic powers.
If nothing else, just say that Beowood's lightning-like speed means that if he encounters danger, he can run away in time.
However, the gazes of Dean Vera and Black-robed Khalil never changed, and they seemed not to mind his ultra-low score.
Rhodes was also unsatisfied with the following tests. After completing them all, he unsurprisingly got the lowest score.
——
"It turned out to be the tail end of a crane."
Rhodes glumly took a hot shower in the dormitory assigned to him, put on his special robe, and lay on the bed.
Of course, Rhodes was not depressed about his grades. He was just worried about whether his poor grades would affect his mission.
If the monsters he encounters are similar to those in the sewers, then isn’t his work in vain?
It's better to try your luck in the deep sewers.
However, having said that, people who can enter the secret branch are indeed very strong, especially some special students. Their psychic strength is generally above 10 thousand moments, and their psychic level is above 4 or 5, whether in combat or knowledge.
, the features are all excellent.
"They are the most elite people in Trolian."
When I think about it, I feel that it is natural. I have only entered the academy for less than two months, so why should I surpass them?
"It would be great if I could sneak into their team."
Rhodes thought silently, covered his hands with his sleeves, made out the lightning symbol, and entered the dreamland.
Today, he plans to translate all the information related to the invasion no matter what.