The anticipation on the platform soared as the device with the prominent red target took center stage, casting a bold contrast against the neutral backdrop.
Eager eyes fixated on the apparatus, speculation and excitement palpable in the air. The military man, a formidable figure with an aura of experience, prepared to demonstrate the strength test.
With a resolute expression, he launched a punch at the red target, unleashing the full force of his Level 35 prowess. The impact resonated with a satisfying thud, triggering the device to respond.
As the numerical display flickered into view, the gathered candidates craned their necks, eager to witness the unveiling of the first set of results.
"80 points!" proclaimed the military man, his voice authoritative yet encouraging. The number, a testament to the raw might he wielded, set the benchmark for success in the strength test.
A murmur of impressed reactions circulated among the students, the magnitude of the displayed strength fueling a sense of both awe and trepidation.
A ripple of conversations surged through the crowd as candidates exchanged thoughts on the displayed score. Whispers of the upcoming challenge filled the atmosphere, a blend of determination and curiosity manifesting in the collective gaze of the hopeful participants.
Elysia, her gaze unwavering, observed the demonstration with an analytical eye. Unaffected by the numerical display, she discerned the underlying essence of the test—power, unfettered and unyielding.
Conversations swirled around her as fellow candidates assessed the task that awaited them, strategizing and contemplating their own strengths.
Drakon, marked by divine favor, elicited whispers of speculation. Some openly wondered if his dragonic talent would amplify his performance, while others questioned the fairness of a test that appeared tailored to the physical prowess of warriors.
Conversations wove a tapestry of expectations and uncertainties, each candidate grappling with the notion of proving themselves in the crucible of strength.
As the military man explained the passing threshold of 40 points, a collective understanding settled over the crowd. The magnitude of the challenge became tangible, and conversations shifted to discussions of preparation and readiness.
As the military man's demonstration concluded, a wave of reactions and conversations swept through the assembly of students. The dynamic spectrum of emotions, from awe to anxiety, painted the platform in hues of anticipation.
A cluster of students, inspired by the display of raw strength, exchanged murmurs of admiration. The military man's formidable punch lingered in their collective consciousness, a standard against which their own capabilities would soon be measured.
"Did you see that? 80 points! We've got our work cut out for us, that's for sure."
"I've never seen anyone hit that hard. This test is going to be a challenge."
Groups huddled together, engaging in strategic discussions about how to approach the strength test. Tactics varied, ranging from targeted training regimes to exchanging insights on optimizing technique for maximum impact.
"I heard core strength is crucial. Maybe we should focus on exercises that enhance our core muscles."
"We should practice our techniques on dummies or targets to refine our precision. It's not just about brute force."
Some students, facing the impending challenge with a mix of nervousness and humor, shared lighthearted banter to alleviate the tension in the air.
"I hope they have a 'gentle punch' option for those of us not blessed with super strength."
"Maybe if we all collectively ask, they'll lower the passing score. Worth a shot, right?"
Drakon, marked by his S Rank Talent became a focal point of conversations. Whispers of speculation and curiosity surrounded him, with fellow candidates expressing both awe and skepticism regarding the potential influence of his celestial blessings.
"Do you think his divine blessings will give him an advantage in the strength test?"
"Regardless of divine gifts, this is about physical strength. Let's see if he can match up to the rest of us."
Elysia, maintaining her enigmatic presence, became a subject of subtle scrutiny. Some students speculated about her approach to the strength test, given her mysterious background and her supposed S Grade Talent.
"She's so composed. I wonder what kind of strength she possesses. It must be extraordinary."
"Elysia's not one to underestimate. I bet she has some unique technique up her sleeve."
Amidst the diverse array of conversations, a shared spirit of determination emerged. Students, recognizing the magnitude of the challenge, expressed a collective resolve to face the strength test head-on.
"No matter what, we've got to give it our all. This is our chance to prove ourselves."
"Let's support each other. We might be competitors, but we're all in this together."
Strategies were exchanged, ranging from targeted exercises to mental conditioning, as candidates sought to maximize their chances of success.
The strength test, an emblem of physical prowess, became a focal point for camaraderie and rivalry alike. Conversations evolved into a dynamic exchange of insights and motivations, a shared journey of determination threaded through the diverse fabric of aspiring warriors and mages.
Elysia, her disposition unfazed, participated in these conversations as a silent observer. Her focus extended beyond the immediate test, contemplating the interconnected threads of strength, strategy, and the nuanced dance of power within the realm of warriors and mages.
The platform, now charged with the energy of collective aspirations, awaited the individual displays of might that would unfold in the forthcoming strength test—an arena where numerical scores would carve the first strokes in the canvas of destiny for those daring enough to face the challenge head-on.
Amid the energetic fervor of the strength test, a notable contingent of students found themselves teetering on the edge of success and setback. Their individual tales unfolded amidst the whirlwind of punches and the resounding echoes of the testing apparatus.
A group of students, beads of sweat glistening on their foreheads, approached the testing apparatus with determined resolve. Their punches, while not reaching the dazzling heights of the military man's demonstration, reflected a tenacity to push beyond their limits.
"Come on, just a bit more! We're almost there!"
"I can feel it. A few more points, and we're through. Keep the momentum!"
Among the near-successful candidates, distinct strategies emerged. Some opted for rapid-fire punches, aiming to accumulate points through sheer quantity, while others focused on precision and impact to maximize their score with fewer attempts.
"I've been practicing speed. It's all about quantity for me. Fast and furious!"
"Precision is key. I'm going for fewer punches but with maximum impact. Quality over quantity!"
As the students took turns at the testing apparatus, a supportive atmosphere enveloped those on the brink of success. Peers offered words of encouragement, cheering for every punch that brought them closer to the coveted 40 points.
"You've got this! Just a couple more punches, and you're in the clear!"
"Teamwork, everyone! Let's push each other to reach that passing score. We're a community!"
Not all stories unfolded triumphantly. A segment of students fell agonizingly short of the passing score, their efforts mirroring determination thwarted by a few points.
Sighs of frustration mingled with the collective pulse of the testing arena.
"I was so close! Just a fraction more, and I would've made it."
"It's tough, but we'll learn from this. Next time, we'll ace it for sure."
The diversity in student approaches showcased a tapestry of martial styles. Some exhibited fluid movements reminiscent of traditional martial arts, while others embraced a more brawler-style, drawing strength from raw, unbridled force.
"I've been practicing Jiu-Jitsu for years. It's all about leveraging your opponent's force against them."
"No finesse for me. I rely on my raw power. It's a street-fighting style, and it's gotten me this far."
In the face of adversity, a sense of camaraderie blossomed among those who narrowly missed the mark. Shared smiles, exchanged nods, and words of reassurance created an unexpected alliance among students bound by a mutual pursuit of improvement.
"We may not have passed, but we gave it our all. That's what matters."
"Failed this time, but we're in it together. Let's support each other through the next tests."
As the strength test unfolded, the stories of these students, almost at the cusp of success or grappling with near misses, added layers of depth to the evolving narrative of the University Exams.
Each punch, each drop of sweat, became a testament to their unwavering determination in the face of formidable challenges.
Representatives from combat universities that traditionally held lower rankings seized the opportunity to scout potential talent among the students who had participated in the strength test. Eager to bolster their rosters and improve their standing, these representatives approached the candidates who had narrowly missed the passing score.
"Hey there! Impressive effort back there. We might not be the big names, but we value tenacity and hunger for improvement. How about considering a university that appreciates your determination?"
"Don't be discouraged by a few points! Our university focuses on nurturing potential. We see your dedication, and that's what matters."
The representatives engaged in persuasive conversations, emphasizing the benefits of joining their universities. They highlighted tailored training programs, personalized mentorship, and a strong sense of community that defined their institutions.
"Big names don't guarantee individual attention. We take pride in our close-knit environment. Your growth matters to us."
"At our university, you won't be lost in the crowd. Your strengths will be recognized, and your weaknesses turned into assets. It's about quality, not quantity."
On the other side of the spectrum, representatives from more prominent combat universities observed the proceedings with a discerning eye. Some wore expressions of disappointment as they witnessed potential recruits slip through their fingers.
"Not impressed at all. These students lack the finesse we're looking for. It seems like the low-rankers are having a field day."
"Are we really going to lower our standards just because they show a bit of grit? We need warriors who understand strategy, not just raw power."
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