hunter rule

In the huge circular auditorium, everyone sat in their respective areas.

There are three parts in total.

The night watchmen in standard uniforms were uniformly sitting in the center of the auditorium, staring at the scenery in the void with solemn faces.

On the left, clergymen wearing various ecclesiastical robes are praying.

On the right, Mr. Baker's expression is very ugly.

His bald head stood out among the crowd, so his ugly expression also stood out.

This trial activity is mainly led by the three extraordinary local forces in Black Iron Castle.

The night watchman representing the city hall, Oak College representing the education system, and the Glorious Church leading the faith denominations.

The staff sent by the city hall are working hard to record the results of each student and their current status, and publish them in real time.

"Number of exception events completed."

"First Place: Sheldon Parsons, Number: Six."

When he mentioned this name, Mr. Baker's expression became more and more ugly.

Like an angry potato.

"Teacher Bei, what a pity." A middle-aged man wearing a jacket stood up with a smile. He wore silver-rimmed glasses, like an elegant gentleman: "I remember that the one just now was your student.

Bar."

Baker looked coldly at first: "Connor, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."

Essentially, Mr. Baker now wants to chop off Shen Yu's head.

It's so embarrassing.

Not even a single abnormal event was completed. Seeing the strange monster was like a mouse seeing a cat, and its legs were weak from fear.

It is difficult for such a professional to succeed.

Professionals in the first category will be abandoned by the college and will not receive any resources.

Professionals are born to fight monsters. Such a weak mentality destined that guy to be of no use at all and just a waste of resources.

Baker knew very well that this trial was originally intended to serve as a screening process.

It's just that now, it's a little too ugly.

Heras sat next to Becker and said nothing.

It's really ugly.

On the ranking list, the top three positions are all occupied by new night watch professionals, which is understandable.

The professionals of the night watch are different from the students of Oak Academy. Before they became professionals, they followed professional professionals to suppress abnormal events. They were already familiar with the horror and weirdness and had no psychological burden at all.

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As for the students of Oak Academy, the vast majority of them have never even seen blood. When encountering abnormal events, they are simply broken at the touch of a finger.

However, this can only be accepted.

But what Oak Academy cannot accept is that among the Radiant Church’s [Exorcism Group], there are also several new professionals on the ranking list.

There are currently five professionals who have completed more than three abnormal events.

There are three Night Watchmen, two from the Church of Radiance, and none from Oak Academy.

"It's okay, Mr. Baker, this is normal."

A thirty-year-old woman wearing a white robe looked at Baker with a teasing smile. She wore a delicate white crown on her head, the symbol of the Glorious Church, and the sun cross engraved on the top.

"Bei Yan, I think it's best for you to call me brother."

Baker first looked at the woman expressionlessly.

The woman known as Bei Yan smiled and her eyes fell on a young man wearing black armor in the void.

"who's that person."

Heras asked in a low voice.

"Lou Haoran." Baker said solemnly first.

Before Heras had time to answer, the list above quickly began to change.

"The information has started to be updated."

"Has anyone completed any new tasks?"

At this time, the second person who originally belonged to the night watchman changed.

A dark name suddenly appeared on the list, surpassing the original second place.

"Number of exception events completed."

"Second place: Lou Haoran, quantity: five."

A charming smile appeared on the corner of Bei Yan's mouth. She squinted her eyes and looked into the distance: "Dear brother...let's call him that."

"The students at Oak Academy seem to be completely treated like soft persimmons."

"No way."

Baker's face turned pale at first and he didn't want to pay attention to this guy at all.

The scenery in the void is completely visible to everyone.

Everyone present is a professional, and everyone knows what the current situation is.

………………

A mysterious and scary alley.

Countless dead bodies piled up, sealing this dark space.

It exuded a rotten smell that made a boy wearing an Oak Academy uniform look livid.

"hateful."

His fingers emitted a faint white light, but he felt a little breathless.

This is a sign of exhaustion of spiritual energy.

Those dead bodies seemed to have the ability to reproduce, and there were more and more of them. Each one had a big, smelly mouth, with maggots swaying in it.

"Damn it!"

The boy shouted angrily, and the white light on his fingers condensed, as if it was a final blow.

"Leave far away."

Suddenly, a male voice emerged from the darkness.

With enough unruliness and pride, it seemed as if everything was under his control.

"Weak people should get out of the way." A face that was delicate and a bit mean was reflected in the boy's pupils.

Excellent black light armor, and a long sword with a cold glow.

A young face with obvious impatience.

Then, a gust of cold wind passed by, making people feel trembling.

The boy swung his sword.

The pile of dead bodies in the distance began to fester, as if being burned by some force.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh."

They let out shrill screams, like evil ghosts in hell.

Pfft.

The long sword penetrated flesh and blood, and nothing could stop him.

"My name is Lou Haoran, a loyal knight of the Glory Church."

Lou Haoran's eyes were cold and he didn't care about the boys around him.

"God said..."

"The weak pass through the ritual..."

"Still a weakling."

The boy's face showed an angry look.

"You still have another mission."

Lou Haoran asked in a deep voice.

The boy's face became extremely ugly: "What are you going to do! This is my mission!"

boom!

The boy in black armor punched the boy in the face, causing him to fall down and struggle on the ground.

boom!

Another punch,

boom!

Another punch.

Until the boy could no longer move.

Lou Haoran straightened up his body at this moment, with an unruly expression on his face.

"May the God of Glory bless you."

He whispered.

………………

This situation has become the norm during the trial.

Baker and others' faces were ashen.

The Night Watchmen and the people of the Church of Radiance simply regard the professionals of Oak Academy as the softest persimmons!

It's too tragic. This situation is really too tragic.

Originally, the new professionals of Oak College were the least among the three major forces, but now it seems that they have reached a somewhat pitiable level.

If you take part in the entrance examination hosted by Oak College with such a performance, and still look like this in front of the examiner, you will be really embarrassed.

"Has Oak Academy fallen into such a state of decline?"

"It's getting worse."

The surrounding voices were also unabashed at this moment.

"There must be something wrong with the training model."

"It's just that the guy he trained is too soft."

The faces of Becker and Heras, hidden in the darkness, were surprisingly gloomy.