As soon as he finished speaking, nearly half of the 611 recruits below the stage charged forward, their eyes brimming with fervent battle intent!
Another half stood where they were, hesitant and indecisive, still unable to process what had happened.
Only a few swiftly turned and ran outside the training grounds. They knew perfectly well that without weapons, they stood no chance against a Special Squad.
Although only a small portion of the recruits had rushed onto the platform, their sheer numbers still amounted to over 150 people!
Countless dazzling Forbidden Ruins flared, crashing toward the platform like a tidal wave!
Boom—!!
A deafening explosion rang out. Amid the billowing smoke, the platform had already been reduced to ashes.
Yet the seven members of Nightfall Squad who had been standing upon it had vanished without a trace...
"Huh? Where did they go?" a recruit asked in confusion.
"They definitely ran!" another recruit said excitedly. "Even a Special Squad couldn't withstand attacks from over 600 people at the same level, right? It's perfectly normal for them to run!"
"What do we do now?"
"Split up and chase them! They have to be hiding somewhere in this Training Camp. We'll drag them out one by one!"
"The chief instructor called us trash, so we'll rip off every one of their masks and prove we can win! We'll leave them speechless!"
"Move! Split up!"
"..."
Under the command of several recruits with natural leadership qualities, the crowd quickly divided into several groups and set off in different directions to hunt them down.
Li Zhenzhen was about to leave with one of the groups when she caught sight of Fang Mo standing motionless where he was, like a statue. She frowned slightly.
"That aura... it was him! It was definitely him!" Fang Mo stared