The first assessment's perception could be said to be extremely poor,

In the eyes of the audience, it was just Katayama standing still, suddenly turning his back, scaring the new rabbit student into retreat, and then the opponent simply forfeited.

However, everyone could more or less see something.

Next came the scoring phase by the teachers, 0 to 10; as long as the average score exceeded six, the candidate would enter pending review, and if it exceeded eight, they would be directly admitted.

Jia Wen gave the lowest score of 3,

Gust gave the highest score of 8,

The final average score was [6], just enough to enter the pending review stage.

Riley, the rabbit, was very surprised when he saw the score. He had already decided to give up the admission opportunity and continue his wandering life.

Who knew the teachers would give him such a high score, especially since in his view, his abilities did not work at all on that student.

After bowing obediently to the teachers, he retreated to the sideline.

Next was the second round.

"The assessed freshman is the former butler Zhou Bo from the [Jiang Mansion], and the assessor is my student, Wu Wen."

When Teacher Guo read out the names, an elderly man in diagonally-collared burlap clothes walked into the arena in cloth shoes.

He looked very peculiar, as if his face was coated in a layer of hard wax, resembling a dummy.

His movements were also strangely stiff, with arms hanging almost immobile at his sides, and even though his black nails were sealed within the wax layer, they still exuded faint wisps of black smoke.

When this person took the stage,

Yu Ze, who had been asleep with a talisman, seemed to sense something and woke up, immediately spotting this person.

『Flying zombie! And a bit different... Is this the old zombie refined by the Jiang Mansion? As expected, extraordinary, I really want one!』

Luo Di also showed an uneasy expression upon seeing the elderly man take the stage.

The elder's performance in the melee was not eye-catching, only making two moves, both of which were passive.

Of the two targets he attacked, one was directly shriveled into a mummy, and the other had half of their body drained, barely escaping.

This monster from the Jiang Mansion clearly did not show its true strength, the wax coating more like a seal.

Yet, when Luo Di looked at Wu Wen next to him, she had tied up her hair again, doing some basic warm-up exercises like Katayama earlier, not overly nervous.

"Squad Leader, are you confident?"

"Not really, after all, it's someone from the Jiang Mansion; this organization is not inferior to the Sisterhood.

This former butler coming here is likely more to inspect this emerging organization, Vortex Town. I'll try not to embarrass the organization."

"Mm, be careful."

As Wu Wen just walked off, Hua Yuan approached, but she didn't actively get too close, softly saying:

"The old zombies nurtured by the Jiang Mansion are hard to deal with. The mansion's Corpse Refining Technique is rumored to be magical; no matter what kind of monster, if it is willing to accept the transformation, it can be endowed with zombie traits.

Those who have been butlers were born zombies.

Wu Wen is probably in a bit of trouble this time, even though the teacher is present, she might still lose her life."

Luo Di asked: "Why haven't I heard of this Jiang Mansion since I've been in the Corner?"

"There are plenty of things you haven't heard of. The Jiang Mansion, like the Invisible Manor, is a low-key organization guarding the Dungeon. If you didn't know Lebeite, you naturally wouldn't know of the Invisible Manor, right?

Speaking of, Luo Di, you could indeed go to the Jiang Mansion.

They only accept monsters or humans with Huaxia bloodline, as it seems to bring out the best effects of their Corpse Refining Technique."

"Only accepting Huaxia people? Makes sense, as zombie horror elements originated from Huaxia. When Wu Wen and I first met, we jointly killed a zombie-concretized Pseudo-Person."

"Stop changing the topic, I don't like listening to your two's sickening stories, let's watch the contest."

The view shifted back to the playground area.

With Teacher Guo announcing the start of the assessment,

it wasn't like the last match where both sides remained motionless.

Whoosh~ Wu Wen immediately sprinted out at her fastest speed.

Despite the highest lap requirement for the morning run these past two days, she was always the first to finish.

Her speed has reached a new level compared to before.

Lebeite also specially came to the edge of the stands, carefully observing her running posture, learning from it.

Perhaps through observing during the previous morning runs,

with the current practice, a vortex pattern slightly appeared at Lebeite's calf root, with some muscle fibers starting to arrange in a spiral pattern.

This scene was sharply noticed by Teacher Guo, his fingers twitching slightly.

...

Swish!

Wu Wen shot out like a sharp sword, her speed making it difficult for many people to keep up with their eyes.

As her opponent, Zhou Bo, due to his older age, seemed to be even slower at tracking. He simply stood still, staring forward with wax-coated, vacant eyes.

Yet,

it wasn't just about speed,

at the moment Wu Wen approached Zhou Bo, the muscles in her calves showed a clear vortex pattern; when her right foot stepped on the ground, a spiral ripple spread with the grass, even leaving a drill-like indentation on the ground.

Utilizing the vortex to readjust the direction of power and speed,

turning the sprint's inertia into circular rotation.

Buzz!

Instantly arriving at the opponent's back,

this was what Wu Wen had learned from Teacher Guo, integrating it with her own body, finding the answer.

Swoosh!

Holding a sword blade constructed purely of flesh and blood in her hand,

she aimed straight at the back of the opponent's head.

Ding!

A piercing metallic clash accompanied by circular ripples spread out, even causing the clothing of those on stage to sway.

The broken sword blade flew out of the arena, turning into a puddle of jelly-like cold flesh.

Wu Wen quickly retreated over a hundred meters away; that strike directly caused her arm to be shattered, only a layer of skin tenuously holding it together.

"So this is the Jiang Mansion's zombie, I didn't expect it to be so tough.

That was the ultimate strike I could wield in my normal state, perfect in speed, accuracy, and destructive power, yet it just peeled open his outer skin?

This person didn't come here to learn... I must be more serious."

Wu Wen did not continue her attack, instead, she waited for the result caused by the last strike.

Crack!

The wax layer on Zhou Bo began to crack and fall off completely.

Wisps of black smoke diffused outward, condensing into a terrifying visage in the air behind him.

What appeared in front of everyone was a zombie with an extremely rotten face, from whose eye sockets a continuous stream of vile aura erupted.

Such monsters are rarely seen inside the Corner, such zombies hardly ever appear in public places.

And it's rare for anyone to choose to go from the Jiang Mansion to the Dungeon, it's said that even if one can leave the Dungeon alive, it's impossible to leave the Jiang Mansion.

On the platform above,

The grandmother's expression slightly changed, although Wu Wen did not belong to her Sisterhood, she did not want this former daughter to die like this.

If she has to die, it should be in her hands.

She has already moved, ready to save her at any time.

Just as everyone was horrified by the terrifying aura released by the zombie,

Gust unexpectedly became extremely excited, instinctively driven to rush towards the field, wanting to lick the zombie's tongue, yearning to taste this unique flavor.

Just as he was about to step off, he suddenly stumbled and fell.

The entire tongue was completely severed, that barely restrained his desire, he somewhat embarrassedly looked at Maximus sitting in a wheelchair.

After the brief interlude,

The assessment continued,

Unlike regular zombies, Zhou Bo did not jump but flew directly, although his speed was not as fast as Wu Wen, it was fairly quick.

Moreover, the field area was very limited, Wu Wen couldn't put a straight-line distance between her and Zhou Bo. She could only move closer to the edge of the field and attempt to circle around to put some distance.

However, just as she ran to the edge and started circling.

The distance between the two reached its minimum value, Zhou Bo seized this opportunity and raised his right hand in a grasping gesture.

Buzz!

An invisible force directly acted upon her.

It affected Wu Wen,

She couldn't move.

That decay-blackened palm of Zhou Bo could actually absorb living beings, especially lively beings like Wu Wen.

Snap!

Wu Wen's neck had been seized,

The blackened nails completely embedded into her skin, penetrating the flesh!

A hoarse roar, incessant yearning for the vitality of living creatures, came forth from Zhou Bo's mouth.

With black smoke emanating from pointed fangs, he bit down.

Rapidly siphoning the essence blood, Wu Wen's flesh began to age quickly within a short span.

However...

Zhou Bo suddenly realized something, the essence blood he consumed was normal, but it was missing one crucial element, a true monster's pituitary hormone.

His reaction was extraordinarily swift,

His hands tore!

The flesh that was not yet fully drained was directly ripped into halves and thrown to the ground, corroding and bubbling.

Such a flesh more and more looked like a mere Skin, the blood and flesh inside seemed temporarily filled in.

Zhou Bo immediately turned his body around.

As expected,

Standing behind him was a person,

A perfect girl with no skin, her whole body presented in a flesh-pink hue, glistening and translucent.

Through the semi-transparent skin membrane, one could even see her entire internal structure, the proportion and distribution of organs were flawless.

Such a flesh immediately incited Zhou Bo's "desire", he pounced at her.

What Wu Wen needed was precisely this.

Because if the opponent focused on defense, it was rather difficult for her to break through.

Swoosh!

The pouncing Zhou Bo spat out vile aura first.

This thing was supposed to have great corrosive properties for flesh-like creatures, yet upon touching Wu Wen's Linglong flesh, it surprisingly scattered like ordinary gas, unable to inflict damage.

Before Zhou Bo could pounce,

A Linglong hand broke through the vile aura, striking directly.

Initially, even an all-out strike from the blade could not pierce, Zhou Bo completely ignored this palm strike, biting towards Wu Wen's neck, but then...

Snap!

The palm landed on his shoulder.

Clearly just a very ordinary strike, not even fast.

Zhou Bo felt his shoulder being compressed, rotating. The flesh inside that should be indestructible was being twisted and destroyed bit by bit.

The air tore, emitting strange buzzing sounds.

Zhou Bo was struck five meters away, landing far but still standing, inhaling vile aura, he looked towards his shoulder.

A terrifying spiral Mark engraved on it, the bones already shattered, still feeling the spiral force within, any attempt to repair would be disrupted.

Snap!

Zhou Bo decisively swung out a palm, striking his shoulder to destroy the flesh, reconstructing to eliminate the swirling force inside.

Just as he was about to launch another attack,

He discovered that Wu Wen actually left, walking towards the direction of the stage. She moved along, simultaneously putting on her newly constructed Skin.

At this point,

Zhou Bo realized he had been trapped!

He was now standing outside the field.

Wu Wen's previous escape intentionally led him here, using a decoy to buy time, swapping their positions with a palm strike to drive him out of the edge.

Zhou Bo quickly reviewed the entire process, watching the two steps away curb of the field, then looked towards his opponent.

The opponent had already walked onto the stage and sat on a resting chair.

In Zhou Bo's eyes, what he truly saw wasn't a maiden.

But a Linglong Life, sitting on a stone throne, with a squished body, no skin, full of folds.

That fresh and tender special shell seemingly blurred the boundary between flesh and the world.

Currently,

This creature sitting on the throne was also watching him, revealing a smile.

"Indeed formidable, I surrender!"

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