There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

Does this stupid boy know how much damage he can inflict with one punch?

Wait, that’s not right!

There are many hidden talents in the outside world, just like a top student will say that he failed the exam and make fun of himself, thinking that maybe he really has something good.

Just in case, Domi sensed it specially and scanned him up and down with the analysis panel.

The analysis panel only gave a fairly resistant rating, but Domi's perception told him that the guy in front of him had an unprecedented and terrifying power hidden in his body.

He is currently in a calm dormant state, but once he wakes up, Domi is not sure if he can defeat him.

After all, the unknown is the most terrifying.

Domi thought for a moment and answered modestly, "I only know a little bit of magic. I am better at close combat. If I want to study here, I have to rely on my own advantages, right?"

Natsu's eyes lit up. It seemed that he had not made a mistake. This classmate's level was probably about the same as his. He could sense it from his aura, so he continued:

"So, classmate, are you sure you can defeat them?"

Domi didn't know why he asked if he could beat those weaklings, but he decided to be honest:

"Yes, it's not that difficult."

Just like that, Natz got the 'basic information' he wanted - the muscular men who looked powerful were actually just empty talkers and not worth mentioning at all!

Soon, this group of students will enter the arena for the entrance examination.

The assessment adopts a round-robin scoring system, with several games being played at the same time. There are two dedicated referees in each game to calculate the scores for both sides, and the process is conducted alternately to ensure that everyone plays all five games and has a certain amount of rest time before each game.

There is no need to completely defeat the two opponents. In the universal arena, you can cast a layer of attack magic on the two opponents, which can absorb a certain amount of attacks without actually causing damage to the opponent. When the absorption reaches the upper limit, it will shatter and be regarded as a failure. In this way, both sides can go all out.

The scores are ranked from one to ten. After five exams, as long as the total score is over thirty, you will be successfully admitted.

Domi finished his warm-up exercises, walked onto one of the separate 'boxing rings', and looked at his first opponent.

Coincidentally, this opponent was a muscular man who was labeled as a useless person by Natz.

Nats, who hadn't even started his round yet, acted as a spectator, staring intently at Domi's performance. One would know if he was just an empty shell after a few beats!

Chapter 168 Classmates? Neighbors?

Chapter 168-167- Classmates? Neighbors?

The muscular man sitting opposite Domi was not a candidate of the same age as him. He looked to be around sixteen years old.

As long as you have seen all the people in the world, it is easy to distinguish this kind of immature breath of life.

His father or master might be a strong soldier, because his muscle lines are obviously the result of horizontal training. Only the military would use this kind of training method that is harmful to the body but has quick results. When a person reaches the later stage of his training, various side effects will slowly appear.

The opposite of horizontal training is to develop it scientifically and slowly like Domi did.

Without the system, the development speed would be far slower than this method, but Domi had been tortured by Altaïr since he was a child, and was not inferior to him in terms of training volume and muscle quality.

This is still his most primitive state, not even taking into account his terrifying 70.92 points of strength.

If you add that in, that’s exponential growth.

Duomi twisted his neck, his bones making crisp crackling sounds, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Looks like I can have a good fight with my fists this time."

After saying that, he put his heavy slime gel windbreaker back into the amulet. Like his opponent, he also bare his lean upper body and shook his fists without even using the "Slime Hand".

Slime Hands is the code name for the state after Domi's two arms are covered with gel. To deal with the little classmates, there is no need to be so ruthless.

"Don't think I'll show mercy just because you're the son of the Grand Duke."

"I couldn't ask for more. Please come over here."

The other party's eyes gradually became dangerous. He knew that Duomi was not a good person. Although he did not have as much muscle as himself and was younger than him, he dared to choose to confront him head-on so confidently. He must have something to rely on and should not be underestimated.

Domi is like a cheetah full of explosive power. If he doesn't move, he will make a stunning debut!

He silently perked up his attention.

The two referees standing by looked at each other. They all knew that Domi was the son of Archduke Carlos, and they couldn't let him lose face...

This "embarrassment" refers to both the spiritual and physical levels.

One of the referees who was scoring for Domi was about to say something to his opponent, but was stopped by Domi's eyes.

The referee suddenly felt his anus tighten. Why did a young boy make him feel so threatened? !

But since the real owner has already "expressed his stance", they can't say anything more, and slowly raise the start flag in their hands...

"Get ready~~"

After a swaying chant, the flag was waved down: "Begin!"

At the same time, a colorless shield from the arena was cast over the two of them, covering them in all directions without any blind spots. This was the hit magic mentioned earlier.

The moment it breaks, it fails.

The macho man immediately took a defensive stance, blocking his face with both hands, leaving a gap to observe Domi's actions.

He had just finished this action when his eyes suddenly widened, filled with confusion and puzzlement.

The other person was standing there just now, why did he disappear all of a sudden? ?

In the next second, Domi swooped down and suddenly appeared in front of him, punching him in the abdomen with huge kinetic energy and even a sonic boom!

This guy... just bypassed his defense like that?!

Then what was the tactic I had originally intended to use up all his energy? ? Was it a joke?

How can the body keep up with a speed that even the eyes can’t keep up with?

Under the shocked gazes of the two referees and Naz, Domi's earth-shattering punch hit him squarely in the abdomen!

The shock wave visible to the naked eye even rushed out on the other side of the body.

The macho man's eyes were bulging out from the blow, saliva gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably, and his whole body curled up like a shrimp in mid-air.

Click!

The crisp sound resounded throughout the scene.

That was the sound of magic breaking when struck.

One punch, one punch destroyed the magic that was hit? !

The referee's jaw was nearly dislocated.

Is there any need to judge this?

The two referees gave their scores on the spot. Domi scored 10 points. Considering the age difference, it could have been higher, but the upper limit was only 10 points.

The opponent was a bit miserable. Not only did he not get a shot, he didn't get any technical points, but because of the age difference, he had to reduce the already few points. In the end, he was only given a guaranteed three-pointer...

The referee moved his feet and accurately caught the strong man who was knocked into the air, protecting him from secondary damage so as to avoid affecting the subsequent fight.

If he hadn't met the monster Domi, he might have been able to put on a wonderful match with others.

The feeling of his feet touching the ground again was so solid, but as soon as he thought of the scene just now, his feet softened involuntarily, and his eyes were full of confusion and fear.

No one knows better than him the oppressive feeling of that punch just now, it was like Godzilla hit him with a headbutt!

Why not avoid it?

Because it’s unavoidable!

Naz in the audience had the same reaction as the referee.

He actually thought that Duomi was on the same level as himself. If he said this to others, he would definitely be laughed at for two and a half years! It's better to keep it to himself.

Having learned a lesson, Natz began to re-examine himself.

What classes did you take?

A lesson in which you absolutely cannot believe other people’s lies!

The winner can choose to go directly to the next match, and there will be extra points for being the champion. Domi did not hesitate and directly asked the referee to carry up the next challenger... oh no, the victim.

Then, Natz watched numbly as Domi punched each kid to death until he won all five games and scored a perfect fifty points before leaving in a cool manner. He was so terrifying that he didn't look like a human cub at all.

Who can believe this thing is only twelve years old?! A humanoid Tyrannosaurus?

Blofeld's direct descendants are indeed so terrifying...the two referees thought so.

But they soon realized something was wrong.

Isn't Blofeld's family talent magic? No one told them that they could be so powerful just by relying on their physical strength without learning magic!

"Blofeld is about to produce another extraordinary monster..."

Domi's entrance exam ended without any suspense, and he received the "freshman start-up fund" based on his score - 5000 GPA.

Originally, one point was equal to 10 GPA, and a qualified score of 300 points could only be exchanged for GPA. However, there was a hidden reward, and as long as you scored a full score 'Grand Slam', you could multiply it by ten.

Domi has no idea about the GPA of 5,000 at the moment, but seeing the envious looks on the faces of the senior students around him who seem to be biting their handkerchiefs, he estimates that the score is quite valuable.

After Domi left, an empty seat in the arena was opened, and Naz was finally going to play.

A nervous heart, a nervous body, and trembling hands.

Finally...it's time to face off against these city people.

Just because Domi can beat them doesn’t mean I can do it. I have to give my all in every game.

Soon his opponent walked onto the arena, a swordsman.

Natsu's mother was also a swordsman in her youth, so he had experience facing this kind of opponent.

Every stab and every swing of the opponent seemed to be anticipated by Natz, who was able to dodge the opponent's attack before it arrived, as if he had foresight.

The referee in charge of Natz also nodded repeatedly.

"This child is a talented person with great potential."

Natz's attack is no less impressive than his body control. He uses his fists just like Domi. However, unlike Domi's micro-control and inch-power style of fighting, Natz pursues the opposite, absolute violence!

Every punch he threw was filled with the beauty of power, and within just a few punches, the opponent's attack magic was blasted apart.

In the end, I got eight points, which is a very good score.

In the following battle, Natz became more and more excited and fought more and more fiercely. His whole body was like a ball of burning flame, and he overwhelmed his opponent in momentum.

This long-accumulated momentum reached its peak in the last match, the moment Nats chose to be the champion.

This boy from the country looked very tired, but he still stood proudly on the arena with his back straight, and the sweat representing countless years of hard work soaked the ground beneath his feet.

Nancy, who had finished and passed the exam earlier than Natz, had just walked out of the arena, and her legs seemed to be unobservant as she walked towards the knight examination room, wanting to see whether the passionate young man had passed.

It would be best if everyone could pass.

Then she saw the young man who was as strong as fire at the door, with a proud smile on his face, and he was enduring the torrential punches and kicks from a top candidate!

Nancy couldn't help but worry.

At this time, other spectators around began to whisper, saying that Natz had reached the last game. Based on the previous scores, if he could win this defense battle, he would most likely overcome Class A in one go.

Students of the same grade will be divided into five classes, A, B, C, and D, based on their test scores, and enjoy grade point rewards and more teaching resource allocation brought by different levels.

Nancy is absolutely sure that she can get into Class A. If this boy who has a connection with her can also get into Class A, then they will both have kept their promise and can still be classmates, right?

This future is full of inexplicable temptation to the young girl who is just beginning to fall in love and cannot distinguish her feelings.

Under various stimulations, Nancy, who usually didn't want to attract attention, actually stood up, put her hands in front of her cherry mouth, clenched them into a trumpet shape, took a deep breath, and then shouted:

"Ignatz! Come on! We're going to get into the academy together!"

Nancy's voice clearly reached Naz's ears.

Natsu grinned while being beaten: "I'm sorry, but I value my promises the most!"

In an instant, Natz seized the flaw caused by the opponent's high-intensity attack, and infinite power burst out from his body. He shouted and smashed his counterattack fist into the opponent's face like a machine gun!

The atmosphere on the scene was also heated up because of Natz's outstanding performance!

"Yes! Just do it like this!"

"Go, go, go!"

"It's been a long time since I've felt so excited... ahem..."

"Come on Natsu! Come on!!"