Zhou Jun pulled up the holographic footage from the entire journey and fixed it before him, enlarged several dozen times.
The live footage showed Wang Chen fiercely battling the Gray Armored Beetles.
With the holographic image magnified, it looked like an action movie. The footage was intense and explosive, the battle scenes gripping, forming an extremely stark contrast with the other candidates.
Every other candidate had been exceedingly cautious. Even when they encountered mutated creatures, they tried their best to avoid being dragged into group battles and melees.
None of them possessed Wang Chen's fierce courage.
The adjutant beside him was drawn in as well, his eyes shining as he said, "This candidate is pretty good."
"More than pretty good!"
Zhou Jun stroked his chin and said gravely, "His combat skills are already no inferior to those of a D-class Battle Class. I wonder which family raised such a prodigy of the new generation."
As he spoke, the captain pulled up Wang Chen's—Lu Yuan's—file.
Lu Yuan's file was very simple, clear at a glance.
Zhou Jun was dumbfounded. "An orphan of a fallen soldier?"
That made no sense!
Lu Yuan, who was still under eighteen this year, was merely an ordinary war orphan. His life trajectory was plain to see, with no complicated background whatsoever, and his previous grades at the academy had only been around the middle.
Yet such an ordinary candidate had actually gained the upper hand while facing the siege of dozens of F-class mutated creatures!
One could well imagine Zhou Jun's astonishment. "A chosen warrior!"
Some people appeared ordinary in everyday life and showed nothing remarkable, yet once they entered a true combat state, they erupted with unimaginable power.
Such people were known as chosen warriors—natural-born Battle Classes!
Chosen warriors could often challenge opponents above their