Doriki Surpasses One Thousand; Shue Challenges! (Seeking Monthly Votes, Recommendation Votes, and Rewards!)

Smoker just walked in when he saw a bulky guy staring stupidly at his friend.

"Over 500, and it's still climbing..." The bulky guy watched the constantly soaring numbers: 600, 700, 800...

Wude's Doriki Value showed a straight upward trend, shooting straight past a thousand!

If one wanted to stand out among the crowd and receive the best instruction, the first step was to make oneself shine.

Only a dazzling light could attract the best teachers!

Therefore, Wude threw a punch with everything he had, holding nothing back.

"Is he a monster? It broke a thousand!"

The bulky guy watched Wude's soaring number, then stared at his own massive fist in an existential crisis.

He suspected that a ferocious beast lived inside this kid's body.

Wude sparred with Kuroh every day. Naturally, the opponents were fierce, and by constantly comparing himself to a monster of similar strength, his training yielded faster progress.

Moreover, he was completely unafraid of death; he usually looked relaxed, but behind that strength lay the effort of suicidal training.

"1000!" Smoker stood behind Wude, originally intending to cheer him on, but suddenly he didn't want to.

"1050... 1100... 1200, it stopped." Hina, who had just walked in, counted Wude's Doriki Value, looking at this guy like he was a monster.

"You're really a newcomer? Only 17 years old?" Hina stared at this guy in disbelief.

"Ah, maybe this machine broke down, haha..." Wude rubbed his fists; had he used too much force?

Yet he thought about it: Blueno had a Doriki of 820, and he was only slightly stronger than Blueno. The effect was just right.

Not bad, very dazzling while not being too outrageous...

"Broken? No way." In the distance, a Marine recording the data immediately debunked him. "Kid, you'll probably be the strongest guy in this batch of rookies."

Wude wanted to speak to Smoker, but the guy hurriedly dodged and ran far away.

"I suggest graduating on the spot," Smoker muttered in complaint.

"Hina is so shocked, see you when the list is announced!" Hina waved her hand, turned on her heel, and walked away, getting far away from this guy.

Otherwise, she was afraid of feeling heartbroken upon seeing his score.

This guy hadn't joined the Marines, nor had he learned Rokushiki, and yet this kind of Doriki...

The surrounding applicants all skirted around this monster, not out of fear that he would hit them, but mainly fearing that their fragile hearts would be crushed by the shock.

Wude helplessly looked at Kuroh beside him. Only you are willing to talk to me.

"So annoying, you guy!" Kuroh spoke to empty air, but Wude always felt it was a bit weird.

He walked alone to the waiting room and quietly awaited good news.

Wude saw Smoker walk in and greeted him happily: "Come sit, how does it feel?"

"I believe I can get selected." Smoker nodded, but instead of sitting down, he saw the other's expectant gaze and stood up to walk away.

"Distance creates beauty, my friend. Don't ask me what my Doriki Value is." Smoker imitated Wude's previous tone, and after speaking, he sat far away.

From the moment he saw this monster, a faint heartache had already set in.

"Oh, come sit!" Wude saw the bulky guy walk in and greeted him.

"No need." The bulky guy walked away with a head full of black lines. Why sit there? To be awkward?

The rookies participating in the assessment and the Marine elites from various branches walked in one after another.

This oversized waiting room, converted from a warehouse, instantly became crowded.

Yet when people discussed a certain monster, the newly arrived guys hurriedly put on an expression that said "I eat lemons" and walked far away.

Cherish life, stay away from Wude.

Hina walked in, looked at the crowded seats, and then looked at the empty seat next to Wude.

She sat down beside Wude and reached out to stop him when he tried to speak. "Hina doesn't want to listen to you talk."

"..." Wude hadn't expected that he would be reduced to playing with Kuroh.

Little Shyarly, what a potent jinx!

He reached out to stroke Kuroh's wings, teasing the adorably dazed Kuroh.

Meanwhile, Hina frowned as she looked at this guy.

She thought about it: this guy was only "inhuman" in terms of strength, but his looks were actually quite good, and so far he didn't seem to have a bad temper.

For everyone to isolate him just because his strength was freakish—wasn't that going a bit too far?

She let out a breath and looked at Wude, only to find him looking back.

She turned her head away and huffed. Hmph, going too far is just right!

Even someone as confident as her took a bit of a blow.

"Hina will definitely get selected, but I can't compare to you." Hina crossed her arms, then watched Wude play with the air.

How bizarre!

"Tell me, how on earth did you train to get like this?" she asked with doubt while carefully scrutinizing that patch of "air."

Was there something there?

"Crazy training without fear of death, training yourself to death," Wude replied while continuing to tease Kuroh.

Heh, you guys won't talk to me, but I still have Kuroh.

"So annoying," Kuroh said, turning around and walking away.

"..."

Wude was speechless. Quite mischievous, huh...

"You're lying to Hina. If a person dies from exhaustion, how can they continue training?" Hina glared at him angrily and turned her body away.

"If you die, you die, and then you keep training until you die," Wude said with a smile, earning a skeptical, cold huff from Hina.

She would rather believe this guy was a monster with the strongest talent of this generation than believe any nonsense about dying and climbing back up to train again.

"This guy is full of lies." Hina looked around and helplessly found that there were no places left to move to; there were simply too many people participating in the assessment who wanted to join the Marine Academy. "You're not sincere, Hina hates you."

"Why does nobody ever believe me when I tell the truth these days?" Wude shook his head helplessly and locked eyes with Smoker, who was watching from afar.

Catching himself peeking, Smoker hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

"Hello, my name is Shu. Are you a swordsman?" Shu looked at the sword at Wude's waist and asked uncertainly.

Because this guy also had a bow strapped to his back, which was absurd...

"Hello, my name is Wude. I'm a swordsman," Wude replied with a smile.

"Then what about this bow?" Shu asked in bewilderment.

"This is just a weapon for convenient counterattacks when someone attacks from a distance. As long as you can win, being a swordsman or an archer doesn't conflict," Wude replied. Leaving a weapon of immense assistance unused was akin to cutting off one of his own arms.

"Can I spar with you?" Shu asked, eager to try. "I'm a user of the Rust-Rust Fruit, no swordsman is my match!"

"Alright!" Wude nodded in agreement. "When I have time, I'll definitely spar with you."

"That's great, you said it yourself!" Shu was extremely excited.

His ability could corrode and destroy weapons, and if he wished, that included the human body as well!

Even if his opponent was suspected to be the strongest guy of this generation, as long as his body was corroded and rusted by him, he would definitely claim victory!

"Sparring with a swordsman using the Rust-Rust Fruit, isn't that a bit unfair?" Hina frowned as she looked at this smirking guy.

"What's unfair about that? He's not even a pure swordsman; this guy even uses a bow and arrow. Strictly speaking, I'm the one at a disadvantage." Shu smirked as he looked at Hina, gesturing to his empty hands.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Wude with the posture of someone who had victory in the bag.

As long as he was a little careful and managed to grab the opponent's body, he would win!