The sound of artillery fire was endless, and dust covered every pure and white face. Sparks began to spread from the surroundings of the venue to the center, and smoke suddenly rushed into everyone's noses.
"Is there a need to be so serious?! Do you want to burn us to death?!" A student's eyes were bloodshot from the smoke. He grabbed the arm of the human wall in front of him and forcefully pushed her up. "If you can't, get lost. It's my turn!"
One after another, the students reacted. This was no longer a simple practical training. The dust and fog in the air were getting thicker. If this dragged on for too long, they might really be in danger.
The girl, who was still in a daze behind the human wall, was suddenly grabbed by the arm and pushed onto the shoulder of the person in front of her. "Why are you in a daze? Do you want to die?!"
