"Zheng Yuze is very good." On the spectator stand, the commander of the Southwest Division nodded and complimented.
"Commander, I don't think Zheng Yuze is a match for Teuil. Zheng Yuze had used all his strength in that strike, while Teuil obviously has more strength left," the secretary said.
The commander did not care, "How many resources did Blueblood Special Force spend?
How many resources does Zheng Yuze have?
Such a result is enough to prove Zheng Yuze's excellence. "
"But in this way, we will not have a chance to contact the Ji family," the secretary whispered.
"There is no chance anyway." The commander thought for a while and asked, "How are the other two people?"
"There is a Major Wang Gang, who is also an elite in the force, but not as good as Zheng Yuze.
As for Han Sen, who was recommended by Ji Yanran herself, I have checked his background. "
While reading the information in the comlink, the secretary said, "Han Sen and Ji Yanran are classmates and lovers. He has no background. To be able to serve on Daphne, Ji Yanran must have used the power of the Ji family.
He has been in Second God's Sanctuary for less than a year, and he is also a sacred-blood evolver.
However, according to his registration, he is currently in a remote small shelter, where there are only two or three thousand people. There should not be a way for him to increase his geno points quickly. "
"I think Ji Yanran originally wanted Han Sen to be her guard, but she was under pressure. Han Sen should be the least competitive among these people," the secretary concluded.
The commander nodded, "Unfortunately, he has no real ability. If he had, it would be a good choice to let him stay with the Ji family."
While they were talking, it was finally Han Sen's turn.
"Brother, don't be nervous. Just try your best," the young soldier who talked with Han Sen encouraged him.
"Okay," Han Sen answered and strode to the strength tester.
Standing in front of the drum, Han Sen took a deep breath. His heart was beating like crazy, and his bones were making cracking noises. He punched the drum, breaking the air.
Dong!
A loud bang rang out, causing everyone's eardrums to hurt. The number on the display screen changed rapidly, and finally, it stopped at 111.1111.
This number was too neat and tidy. It was as if it was fake. Everyone who saw it was stunned.
Of course, it was not only because the number was fake, but also because the number was so good. So far, it was the third best result.
The soldiers all clapped for Han Sen. After all, Han Sen was a member of the Southwest Division.
"Holy sh * t! Why did I get this kind of number? Is this the result of being single for the rest of my life?" Han Sen was very depressed.
He just wanted to see how much power he could unleash with his full strength. He never expected to see such a result.
Except for the unlucky number, Han Sen was very satisfied with the result. With such a result, he could be considered an elite evolver. Plus, he still had a lot of room for improvement.
"Brother, you are awesome. Are all the chefs on your warship so awesome?" Han Sen returned to his seat and the young soldier gave him a thumbs up.
"They are all awesome, but they are not chefs. They are cooks," Han Sen laughed.
Because of this punch, many soldiers were impressed by Han Sen. However, Teuil did not pay much attention to Han Sen.
Teuil could see that Han Sen had used all his strength in this punch and used a hyper geno art to stimulate his potential. Although he got such a result, Teuil did not think much of it.
"This Han Sen is not bad. He does have some real skills," the leader said with some surprise.
The secretary wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Han Sen's performance was very different from the information he had investigated, which was tantamount to his negligence.
Although the leader did not seem to say anything, the secretary knew very well that he should not have made such a mistake. The leader could not tolerate such mistakes every time.
"I am sorry, leader. I will reinvestigate Han Sen's information immediately," the secretary said hurriedly.
"There's no need. This is the best testing ground. Let's continue watching." The Bureau Chief only said one sentence calmly.
"Yes, sir."
Although the secretary continued to watch the match, he still brought up Han Sen's profile and looked it over again.
The leader could be merciful, but he had to do what he was supposed to do. Otherwise, there would be no point for him to stay in this position. This was a very dangerous thing.
After the strength test, Teuil, Zheng Yuze, and Han Sen still occupied the top three positions. Wang Gang's score was not even 100, so he did not pose a threat to Han Sen's position.
The second event turned out to be Sprint, which surprised Han Sen a little.
However, this Extreme Sprint had been adjusted to the tenth level of 100 gravity. Without a fitness level of over 100, it would be impossible to even run inside, let alone cross those metal walls.
After the game began, the soldiers entered the Sprint venue one after another. The results were tragic. There were already seven or eight soldiers who tried to pass Sprint, but all of them failed. Not even one of them finished one-third of the way.
100 gravity was too difficult. Even if you had a fitness level of 100, you would get tired easily. It was impossible to maintain your usual speed and reflexes.
Han Sen frowned slightly. 100 gravity was obviously too high. If your fitness level was around 100, you might have a chance to pass the tenth level if you set it to 80 or 90.
Even Han Sen himself could not help but frown when he saw this difficulty.
One soldier after another tried to pass, but all of them failed without exception. More than half of the participating soldiers had already failed. Finally, it was Teuil's turn.
Although many soldiers in the Southwest Military Region hoped that Teuil would fail, they were soon disappointed.
Teuil's majestic body was like a strong and agile robot that did not know fatigue. He jumped across the metal walls without looking like he was bound by gravity. He did not make any mistakes, maintaining the same speed as he rushed across one metal wall after another.
Even Han Sen could not help but be impressed. Teuil was indeed a powerful person. His fitness level was strong, his six senses were sharp, and he had an outstanding view of the big picture. It seemed that the ten-star difficulty Sprint was not difficult for him at all.
"This is going to be tricky," Han Sen thought to himself.
In the end, Teuil passed the Sprint test perfectly. As if he had done something insignificant, he calmly returned to his seat and sat down.
The soldiers in the Southwest Military Region placed their hopes on Zheng Yuze, who was next. Unfortunately, although Zheng Yuze tried his best, he only went about 70% of the way before falling from the metal wall. Many soldiers could not help but lament.