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Chapter 422 - 329: Another Year of Newbie Season (6K)_2

Chapter 422: Chapter 329: Another Year of Newbie Season (6K)_2

Among the students of the elite class at Ancheng No.1 Middle School’s senior year martial arts curriculum was one Xu Feng.

He was actually a bit bewildered.

A few days earlier, Coach Chen had mysteriously told him about the legend of the "Basic Training Camp." Following that, he was smoothly selected for the elite class, but before he could even start his elite training, the teachers told him that, given his outstanding performance in the previous assessments, he had obtained a provisional slot for the Basic Training Camp.

So Xu Feng boarded the bus half-bewildered and half-excited, carrying his luggage all the way from the third satellite city to the main urban area, arriving at this training site shrouded in a misty white fog, which seemed all the more mysterious.

Like him, the majority of the students had little to no knowledge about the training camp and were somewhat bewildered.

However, there were also those from well-to-do families who had some prior understanding.

A boy in the uniform of Star Origin High School, wearing an expensive wristwatch, looked at the strange trees on both sides with a confident expression.

"This provisional slot is quite rare; some wealthy families can’t even buy one, no matter how much they offer. Of course, that’s because their price isn’t high enough and their connections aren’t wide enough," he said.

This boy shared some of the high society’s news, and as the crowd expressed amazement, his spirits rose even higher, and without thinking, he continued,

"True tycoons and nobility could easily get a provisional slot—not just through the school, but also by exploring the right connections. There are plenty of ways."

"In fact, to insert a ’special admission’ who doesn’t need to try out for the Basic Training Camp isn’t out of the question either."

He knew of several ’special admissions’ off the top of his head.

His family could even have secured him a no-test slot, but he didn’t want it; he was disdainful.

"This is a training camp, a place to train and become stronger. It’s a waste to forcibly cram incompetent mediocrities here. And as for those who spend money to buy provisional slots through connections, they’re even more foolish."

"Those normally selected may not even pass the examiners’ tests and stay. Not to mention those who buy their way in, haha, wait for the show, and see how these people are eliminated within minutes."

So there is still an assessment to come.

Upon hearing this, Xu Feng couldn’t help but recall what his elite class’s advisor said when they announced the list yesterday.

"Those who have obtained the first batch of provisional slots may not necessarily stay in the camp. If you weren’t selected this time, don’t feel discouraged; you can compete for the second or third batch. Your future is full of limitless possibilities."

Xu Feng was still in thought when someone nearby turned to the affluent boy to ask, "Classmate, do you know what the test will be about?"

The boy shook his head, "The content of the test is determined by the Chief Examiner and the other nine examiners. I wouldn’t know the specifics before they are announced, however..."

With a slight upturn of his lips, he said confidently, "No matter what the test is, I, Mo Zi’an, will certainly pass it and be the top scorer!"

As he spoke, the bus had already arrived at its destination.

Under the direction of a teacher accompanying the group, excited, exhilarated, and nervous newbies stepped off the bus one by one, looking around curiously and whispering to each other.

"Take advantage of the little time we have now to adjust yourselves. Once everyone’s here, the camp’s assessments could start at any moment."

So spoke the teacher from Ancheng No.1 Middle School.

He was the only teacher accompanying Xu Feng’s bus. As for the martial arts teacher from Baijiang No.1 Middle School? They didn’t follow, as a high school usually has only a few to a dozen slots.

Baijiang No.1 Middle School, for example, only brought six students this time, while the senior year Xu Feng was in was in the awkward position of having just him alone.

However, at that moment, Xu Feng noticed that more than several hundred, maybe even a thousand people had gathered here.

How many would be able to stay?

Xu Feng pondered to himself,

’No matter what, I must pass the assessment and stay.’

’As long as I can study here at the training camp, all the expenses for my training won’t fall on my family.’

He clenched his fists, his determination unwavering.

Soon, the group, escorted by the staff, orderly entered the grand stadium. Some danced with excitement, but an instructor from the training camp silenced any curiously socializing individuals with a statement, "The assessment has begun, and anyone who does not follow commands will have points deducted from their evaluation."

They lined up orderly, like ducks in a row.

Soon,

"They’re here, they’re here!"

"The ten examiners hosting our entrance test are coming!"

"I heard these examiners are all top-notch, including elite soldiers from the military and officers from the Investigative Bureau, all with distinguished military achievements. They will also be our instructors. Though these strong figures won’t always stay at the training camp, they only set up training programs and teach classes occasionally.

"However, if you’re lucky, it’s not impossible to catch the eye of these strong figures and receive personalized guidance in a closed-door session."

At this point, those who knew a little about the Basic Training Camp could hardly contain their excitement.

Xu Feng just listened, saying nothing.

But as he looked towards the stage where the ten examiners appeared one by one, his eyes gleamed with longing.

The ten examiners, six men and four women, included individuals as burly as bears and some as tall and thin as poles, not necessarily looking the part of formidable warriors.

But of course, nobody underestimated them, especially since...

"That tall, skinny one is known as Ghost Hand Wang Wu. He’s said to have been a famous figure among the Hunters of Mysterious Evil, who later joined a special combat unit, often venturing into the Grey Mist Area, earning great accolades."