There were about twenty people in a group. Three to four of them dared to challenge a high-level martial artist.
After more than twenty minutes, more than half of those in Wu Mo's team who were waiting for the test had already been tested.
He roughly took a look. Aside from some of the stronger ones, the others' defense test scores were all around four to five.
It was a little too tragic to look at.
"As expected, the amplification test is a little more difficult than before. Based on this trend, after this round of assessment, there will probably only be a hundred or so people left."
Not long after, the person in front of Wu Mo walked back with a mournful expression.
Bai Ze took advantage of the situation and walked forward. At that moment, the three people sitting in the judges' seats immediately sat up when they noticed that the next person to be assessed was Wu Mo.
