All grunt disciples who took part in the evaluation held inside the Training Field had to exit through a passageway.
Participants either succeeded or failed in the testing.
Those who passed the evaluation assembled on the left side of the auditorium.
Those who were unsuccessful could leave the field on their own anytime they wished.
Hundreds of disciples underwent the evaluation. At the end of the first phase, only around seventy or eighty grunt disciples were left and were eligible to go on to the next round.
Those who made it had smug looks on their faces as they watched the disciples who failed leave with dejected expressions.
Everyone who passed the first round was excited after their experience. There was a heated discussion among these disciples about the dangers and risks they encountered inside the passageway that was full of dummies.
Some of the disciples were boasting of how courageous and remarkable they had been to overcome many barriers that they had encountered inside the passageway.
Meanwhile, there were disciples who needed to recover and build up their energy for the next round, after being drained of strength and suffering from bruises inside the Training Field.
They knew that to survive another round of evaluation, they had to prepare harder.
Other grunt disciples who stood outside the Training Field as spectators both envied and admired the disciples who passed the first round of evaluation.
Everyone had been waiting for a long time, but there was still no announcement of the next round of evaluation in the auditorium. Out of impatience, some impetuous grunt disciples began yelling.
"What's wrong?
The first round ended a long time ago!
Why is there still no announcement about the next round of evaluation? We're all getting anxious here."
Another one added," Yes, we've been waiting here for a long time."
After letting the disciple finish speaking, Evan interrupted to reprimand them.
"Take it easy. Tin hasn't come out yet. Who told you that the first round has already ended?"
As he blurted out the words, Evan stared at the disciples ferociously, irritated by their impatience.
The mere mention of Austin's name by Evan had them shutting up.
They knew better than to make any rash remarks.
Grunt disciples knew too well how aggressive and fearsome Austin was. Since he and Evan were best friends, the latter's position had improved tremendously. Every grunt disciple was aware that Austin would be offended if they displeased Evan.
The exchange of words had Matias crossing his arms and laying his hands on his shoulders. The man looked sullen and lost in thought.
After several minutes, he looked thoughtful. It was likely that he was thinking of Austin.
Inside the auditorium, several stewards were now fidgeting in their seats.
"Ms. Dai, you're an elder of our sect. Based on your observations, has he broken the rules?" one asked.
"How should I know?
Go ask other elders of our sect!" the sole female steward remarked.
She was just as impatient as the spectators, and gave another elder a hard look.
"All dummies within 50 to 80 meters have already been defeated by participant No.78."
The announcement, made with a tinge of resignation, was delivered by an elder steward.
He was referring to Austin, who held the token numbered 78 for this evaluation.
"From 80 meters onward, the dummies encountered are mostly as mighty as people in the fifth level of the Energy Gathering Realm.
The participant No.78 wouldn't be that brutal.
He is only a grunt disciple after all," another elder offered.
But the others weren't convinced.
"What are you worried about anyway?
Aren't elders always complaining that there have been fewer and fewer geniuses in our sect?
Now that we've witnessed a genius here, you're still not pleased?
Would you prefer that he gave up?"
When they realized that what he said made sense, other stewards became hopeful. Many of them had similar thoughts, 'As the elder mentioned, the guy is really a genius.'
"Let him proceed with the evaluation.
Now, dispatch someone to check the register to find out the name of the participant No.78," an older steward ordered.
Among the stewards present in the Training Field, he was respectable and had higher authority for making decisions, so his orders carried weight.
Austin had still not gone out of the Training Field.
At the moment, he was 80 meters away from the starting point.
The young warrior had stopped to rest for a while.
For this phase of the evaluation, he successfully defeated 120 dummies and earned more than 2, 400 vital energy crystals.
Without a doubt, he was exhausted and had depleted a considerable amount of his strength. Moving along the passageway as he fought numerous dummies, he supplemented his energy using the vital energy stone near his elixir field.
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