"Hawk!"
"Seth!"
The bullies among the trainees erupted.
They were the strongest of the eighty-two sentinel trainees, and Seth was the strongest of them all.
Yet their traps had failed to trouble Huang Ji. Instead, their own people kept falling into them.
Humiliated and furious, Seth had challenged Huang Ji head-on, only to be knocked off the platform with a single palm strike.
"What just happened?"
"Even if Seth was going to lose, it shouldn't have happened that fast. The Instructor is an Ascender, but he beat Seth without even using his superpowers?"
"That palm strike was so straightforward. Seth could've just fought him normally."
"I saw Seth suddenly stand on one leg and raise his knee to block. All he did was throw off his own balance."
"Right? What was that supposed to be? Did he feint himself right off the platform?"
Watching from the sidelines, Seth's friends couldn't understand why he had done it.
"I'm fine... Check on Hawk!" Seth said as he climbed to his feet.
His body was sturdy. He had only rolled off the platform, so he was barely hurt.
Hawk had it worse. He had staggered a few steps, stepped on two mines in succession, and been blown away.
Fortunately, Hawk was formidable too. Like Seth, he was close to becoming a full-fledged Burning Devotion Sentinel.
His legs were a bloody mess, but the Illuminati's special ointment stopped the bleeding on the spot. The pain faded after a few minutes, and a few days' rest would see him healed.
Hawk could even stand up now. In a real battle, he could have gritted his teeth and kept fighting after taking a hit like that.
"The moment you shoved me, I knew I was going to step on a mine. I jumped, let the blast