Tempest of the Stellar War

The generals from various countries did not mind these things. They could directly see these warriors’ Ability X peak, their tenacity, as well as their connectivity with the world.

It could be said that in a state where Ability X was gradually entering special forces skirmishes, elevating a warrior’s Ability X had become the most important research direction for all countries.

And in this regard, Aslan had again surprised them.

As the machine whirred to life, Wang Zheng’s vision blacked. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a dusty, yellow desert. Death and desolation stretched as far as the eye could see. The sky was dim and overcast, as though it would fall at any time.

Below his feet, the ground was bleak. The passing of life. Wang Zheng frowned. In this process, his own life was flowing away as well.

At this moment, on the generals’ screen, the participants’ data began to appear.

The most astounding was Dina Atlas from Atlantis. Peak 85, Tenacity 80, Connectivity, 95.

Their collective jaws dropped, Lin Hong included. It was no secret that the Atlanteans were strong in this regard, but in terms of objective numbers, it was indeed frightening.

Lin Feng, captain of the Sword Shield Rose battle team. He did the Royal College proud. Peak 78, Tenacity 85, Connectivity 80.

Aragorn, Arbiter Warrior Soul College. Peak 75, Tenacity 90, Connectivity 76.

Qiqin Nacchai. Lya Sphinx battle team captain. Peak Power 85, Tenacity 85, Connectivity 85.

This X leaderboards character did not disappoint. The generals firstly watched for their own members.

Such a test was not absolute, but it could reflect a fighter’s current state to a large extent. And at present, Aslan was perhaps the only one in the world capable of providing these three figures.

The top 10 seeded teams’ captains basically averaged 75 and above. This was the mark of a first-rate team.

But Jiang Feng’s expression was weird. Actually, everyone’s expression was weird. Because the Greatest King who represented Elite Academy X, Wang so-and-so…

Peak 28, Tenacity 50, Connectivity 0.

Some sort of mistake?

Even Lin Feng and the rest were stunned. To date, more than half had undergone the test in the first wave, and others were still beginning to undergo it. Wang Zheng comfortably held the bottom.

Basically, the average was 60 and above. 70 and above were excellent, and the strongest class ranged around 85.

For Wang Zheng, it was no longer even a question of qualifying or not. This was a score so poor, it boggled the mind.

This left even Jiang Feng a little embarrassed. Machine error? But it seemed too much of a coincidence. Everyone else’s was accurate, just Wang Zheng’s?

Luckily, Mars and Olivios’ average scores were above 75. The Arbiters’ tenacity led the Milky Way Alliance, and no one could match them. Their inner grit was unparalleled. And among the humans, the Aslan average was difficult for others to catch up with.

Of course, this excepted the cream from other countries’ crop. Qiqin Nacchai, for example. No one really bothered too much about this, because such a person should not even appear at SIG. It was tolerated that Lya Sphinx had fielded this curveball, but they would not mention it further.

10 minutes was relatively quick for the spectators, and the reliability of the data was fairly high. It proved that the ability and foundation of these youngsters was fairly solid. Those who could don the mantle of leader were indeed uncommon.

It was just this Wang Zheng, that was too… much of a disgrace. Elite Academy X’s Greatest King, and Aslan had also specially put him into first place. Was this a joke?

Wang Zheng was oblivious to what was happening outside, but his world made him wish he were dead. Wang Zheng could already feel an enormous danger.

His life seemed to be sucked dry by this desert world. How could one person replenish a world?

The bleak vastness… Did this reflect his own shortcomings in the Earth element?

Wang Zheng’s understanding of the Five Elements had been derived from special circumstances. And never had there been danger like this.

At this level, even 100 of himself would not be sufficient. Were they trying to turn him into human bacon?

Hallucination. This was a hallucination?!

Wang Zheng delivered a sound slap to himself. Damn, useless. At this time, it was not even a question of elimination. If the world did not stop, he might die here.

His body might be fine, but the energy drain would turn him into a vegetable.

External wounds, given the current medical development, were assured of recovery. But mental wounds were still unbreached by technology.

10 minutes had already passed. Many testees had already finished the test, and new testees had entered. The results were good. This year’s leaders dared not even to step out the door unless they had formidable Ability X.

But Wang Zheng… Damn, not only had it not risen, it was falling…

One has to know that the bottom 10 would be directly eliminated. As long as the machine was not broken and no other reason could be found, then there was no argument to be had. No matter how well you fought, you had to pass this stage. And in truth, such a glaring lack in mental energy could not possibly translate to a good result subsequently.

The problem was that it was happening to Wang Zheng. That was weird. He was an Earth-rank warrior, and his mental power had reached a level where his average should be about 80. That should be easily attainable, but Wang Zheng’s tenacity had fallen to 32.

At this time, although Wang Zheng could already choose to give up the examination, there was a sudden wave in his energy. Either that or the number was just too low. There was danger.

Everyone looked at Jiang Feng. “General Jiang Feng, under such circumstances, I suggest that Wang Zheng end the examination.”

16 minutes. Wang Zheng, 19, 22, 0.

It seemed like he might die at any moment. The various team captains had already finished the test and left the room. They could see the scores on the projected screen.

Mental energy constants. Perhaps some still hid their talent. After all, the test was not completely true. Different stimulations occurred under different environments. The experts, like Qiqin, could control it. Simulated triggers were not absolute, and those who were experienced in battle could tell the difference.

Seeing the scores above, those on the first tier were smiling. They looked at each other, acknowledging their future opponents. Those of the same level had the potential to fight. When the disparity was too great, there was no battle ability to speak of. They would be destroyed.

But when everyone looked at the bottom person, they were all shocked.

Wang Zheng… was about to be directly eliminated???

After more than 10 minutes, Wang Zheng’s statistics were still decreasing. 9, 12, 0.

What was happening here?

Lin Hong frowned. He knew this Wang Zheng. His performance in IG back then had been stellar. He had foundations in physics, and his Ability X was said to be formidable. How could this be?

The machine would not be at fault. Someone had already checked it, and it was functioning normally. This was the true situation of Wang Zheng.

“Once the number hits 0, a person will die. There’s no way to save him. General Jiang Feng, I must remind you of this point.”

Although life and death were accepted, needless death was not. The test simply said that it might happen after 10 minutes, but not how long after 10 minutes it would happen.

But everyone knew that such things could not be dragged on for too long. The longer it was, the larger the strain, and the numbers would continue to decrease. And this was just the start. Prolonged strain was no good news either.

The favored Wang Zheng had given everyone a surprise from the get-go.

Jiang Feng was conflicted. If they were directly eliminated in the first round, then the matter of the 12 paths would end there. Most crucially, Wang Zheng had not changed in this period. How could his Ability X weaken to this extent?