The representatives from prestigious combat universities held steadfast to their principles, valuing a specific set of skills and qualities that aligned with their institutions' renowned programs.
They exchanged disapproving glances, signaling an unwavering commitment to maintaining the high standards for which their universities were known.
"We're here for top-tier talent. It's about skill, precision, and a strategic mindset. These candidates don't quite fit the bill."
"Let the lower ranks fight over those who punch hard. We're looking for the ones who understand the art and strategy of combat."
The students caught in this tug of war between low-ranking and prestigious universities found themselves facing significant decisions.
They weighed the allure of individual attention and promises of growth from the underdogs against the established reputation and resources of the more elite institutions.
"It's tempting, you know? The personal touch, the sense of belonging. But can they really take me where I want to go in my combat journey?"
"The big names have their reasons. They've produced legends. But will I just be a face in the crowd, or can I truly stand out and make my mark?"
As the dynamics of the University Exams unfolded, the battlefield extended beyond physical strength to the ideological clashes between universities—each vying for the privilege to shape the promising talents emerging from the strength test.
As Drakon stepped up for the strength test, a ripple of anticipation spread through the crowd. With a focused expression, he unleashed his punch, and the manifestation of Dragonic Scales heightened the impact. The device displayed an impressive score of 55 points, surpassing the passing threshold.
The representatives from renowned combat universities, previously uninterested in the near-passing candidates, suddenly shifted their attention to Drakon. The distinctive display of Dragonic Scales and enhanced strength had piqued their interest.
"Did you see that? Dragonic Scales! That's not something you see every day. We might have found ourselves a gem."
"A Dragonic Scales user with that level of control and power? We need to get him on board. Imagine the strategic advantage he brings to our university."
The representatives from the bigger universities swiftly approached Drakon, recognizing the unique potential he possessed.
They engaged him in conversations that highlighted the advantages of joining an institution known for producing elite combatants.
"Impressive performance, Drakon. You've got a rare gift, and we have the resources to help you master it. Ever considered the prestige that comes with being a part of our university?"
"Dragonic Scales are a game-changer, but mastering them requires guidance. Our university has the expertise and facilities you need. Imagine what you could achieve with our support."
Drakon found himself in the midst of competing offers from both low-ranking universities impressed by his tenacity and the bigger institutions drawn to the potential strategic advantage of his Dragonic Scales.
"This is unexpected. I didn't anticipate so much attention. Do I go for the personal touch and camaraderie, or do I aim for the top-tier training and recognition?"
"Draconic Scales might be my strength, but I need more than just raw power. Which university can truly help me unlock the full potential of this ability?"
Elysia, watching from a distance, observed the unfolding scenario. Her eyes, usually indifferent, showed a glint of curiosity as she considered Drakon's choices and the strategic implications of aligning with a particular university.
"Drakon's Dragonic Scales are intriguing. It's not just about strength but how effectively he can utilize them. His decision could shape his entire path as a warrior."
"Choosing the right university is crucial. It's not just about what they offer now but how they can contribute to Drakon's growth in the long run. Let's see which path he decides to tread."
As the drama unfolded on the strength test platform, Drakon stood at the crossroads of choices that would significantly impact his journey as a warrior. The battleground of decisions extended beyond physical tests, delving into the realms of strategy and foresight.
As Drakon's fist collided with the target, a reverberating echo echoed through the testing area, drawing the attention of both participants and onlookers. The display of Dragonic Scales added a spectacular visual element to the impactful strike.
Expressions of amazement and astonishment adorned the faces of the students witnessing Drakon's powerful punch. Conversations buzzed with excitement and speculation about the extraordinary ability he showcased.
"Did you see the scales? That's definitely Dragonic Scales! I've only read about them in textbooks."
"He's not just strong; he's on a different level. I wonder which university will snatch him up. It's like watching a future legend in action."
Whispers of admiration and speculation rippled through the crowd as students exchanged their thoughts on Drakon's performance.
"I heard he's got offers from both the low-ranking universities and the big shots. Lucky guy. I wish I had that kind of talent."
"Dragonic Scales are rare. If he can control them like that, he's practically a walking powerhouse. I wonder how he'll choose."
The reactions among the students were diverse, reflecting a mix of envy, inspiration, and genuine excitement for Drakon's potential.
"I need to step up my game. Did you see the way he controlled those scales? I want to be that good someday."
"It's not fair. Some people are just born with incredible abilities. Drakon is living every warrior's dream right now."
Even participants waiting for their turns couldn't help but watch Drakon's display with keen interest. The platform became a focal point of attention, with students analyzing the implications of Dragonic Scales in a practical combat scenario.
"If he joins a top-tier university, it's going to set the bar high for all of us. The competition is getting tougher every year."
"I wonder if he's considering the strategic advantages. It's not just about raw strength; it's about how you can use it in a real battle. Smart move, Drakon."
As the echoes of Drakon's punch lingered, the testing area became charged with an air of anticipation. The students, each on their unique path, found themselves inspired and challenged by the extraordinary spectacle of a warrior who had just set a new standard in the University Exams.
As Elysia stepped onto the stage, the atmosphere seemed to shift, and a hush fell over the crowd. In her hands, the Death's Scythe became an extension of her will, an instrument of both artistry and lethality.
With a controlled yet forceful swing, Elysia struck the target with the back of her Death's Scythe. The resulting impact resonated throughout the testing area, a symphony of power that left an indelible impression on everyone present.
Whispers of amazement and admiration rippled through the crowd. Students exchanged incredulous glances, some having never witnessed such a unique and potent display of strength.
"Did you see that? She didn't even use her hands, just the back of the scythe! Who is she? What university does she come from?"
"That's not just raw strength; it's finesse. I've never seen anyone use a weapon like that in the strength test. She's on another level."
As Elysia's score of 65 points illuminated on the display, the university representatives engaged in fervent discussions, eager to understand more about this enigmatic candidate.
"A scythe? In a strength test? I've never seen anything like it. She's not just strong; she's creative. Imagine what she could do in an actual combat situation."
"We need to approach her first. A talent like that doesn't come around often. Let's not wait for the others to snatch her up."
The comparisons between Drakon's powerful punch and Elysia's unconventional use of the Death's Scythe sparked debates among the representatives.
"Drakon's strength is unmatched, but Elysia's approach is refreshing. It's not just about the numbers; it's about how they use their abilities."
"I've never seen a scythe used like that. Can you imagine the kind of combat skills she possesses? She's not just a warrior; she's an artist of battle."
Elysia's performance injected a new dynamic into the University Exams, setting the stage for discussions about combat styles, creativity, and the potential strategic advantages she could bring to a university.
"We're witnessing the emergence of extraordinary talents this year. The universities will be fiercely competing to recruit these two."
"Elysia and Drakon—both exceptional in their own ways. It's a good year for us recruiters. Let's see how this unfolds in the upcoming tests."
As Elysia gracefully exited the stage, she left behind a trail of intrigue and curiosity, a mysterious warrior whose prowess promised a unique and formidable contribution to the world of combat academia.
As Elysia gracefully left the stage, a murmur of uncertainty lingered among the students. The unconventional nature of her strength test had left some puzzled, and discussions ensued among those who couldn't comprehend the significance of her performance.
"Is it even allowed to use a weapon in the strength test? I thought it was all about raw physical power."
"Did she break the rules? That's not fair to the rest of us who followed the instructions."
The students began to talk amongst themselves if what Elysia did was fair but Elysia herself did care about what the students were saying.
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