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Game's Extra: Starting With SSS-Ranked 1000-Death Talent-Chapter 47: Trial Continues
The same thing happened as before.
Those stars were used to gauge one’s agility, sending light particles that participants had to dodge.
Arthur took another B rank.
The remaining students tried their best, putting their lives on the line.
As for the results, the Rogue class came out on top and dominated the rankings.
Ezra had the highest reaction time, Rika followed his record, but the bully couple still beat their results.
They got a reaction from their classmates and instructors.
But Noa was waiting for his turn, and it caused a decrease in the excitement and attention they were getting.
’Poor guys,’ Noa mocked.
Then he positioned himself before the machine, a smirk playing on his face, stirring discomfort in some and fury in others.
With nothing holding him back, Noa greeted the lasers.
He became a target of the beaming lights, and all he had to do was evade them without getting touched.
The longer he lasted and the more particles he dodged, the better his result would be.
Unknowingly to him, Noa got too into it.
His focus remained unshaken—nothing existed, and nothing registered in his mind except the challenge before him.
Even Noa was surprised by his unyielding concentration.
His progress to connect mind and body never felt so apparent.
However, he was quick to get rid of every distracting thought and ducked star-shaped rays with precision.
"How is he doing that?" a girl named Jessi, who had been part of Arthur’s harem, showed her interest.
She wasn’t the only one.
Ezra exclaimed as well, a hint of jealousy dangling in his eyes.
"It feels like I am watching a dance."
Fighting spirit ignited his passion, giving him the motivation to strive for more. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
Noa was more confident in his speed than in his strength, and his results reflected that, too.
"5 minutes and 34 seconds," Gio announced, barely holding himself from clapping.
This time, it didn’t surprise the onlookers.
They saw what kind of monster the new transfer student was, increasing Noa’s popularity, which drew more attention to him instead of the other promising students.
"Reminds me of someone," said a boy with glasses.
He had long, curvy hair and a distinct nose with a memorable voice.
"Do you guys remember the Goblin Hunter?" he asked.
"Yes, of course! It’s still sending chills down my spine every time I think about it," his mates agreed, remembering the past.
The bloodlust Noa had created had birthed rumors about him.
No one had seen his face because of the blood he had been covered in, but his visage, his merciless fight, and his frightening attitude left a deep mark in their memory.
Those who experienced it still talked about it.
"I am getting the same feeling," the glasses-wearing boy continued and said,
"My legend detector is tingling. I am betting all of my savings that this Arthur Ashe guy will be selected for the championship."
He sounded confident, thrilled even.
"Don’t kid yourself. You don’t have savings," his buddies joked.
"But it’s only an attribute assessment. What if his talent or skills suck?"
"Then I will eat my shit. No... I will eat yours as well," the boy stated.
Laughter filled their group.
The upcoming competition, the situation at hand, and the wonder of the world affected their mentality.
As for Noa, he was ignorant of the rumors.
Only one thing occupied his mind, and it was messing with the plot as much as he could.
Getting an S rank for his second test boosted his ego.
Yet it was too early for him to lower his guard, as he had already raised expectations.
The next trial was to analyze Vitality.
And what better way to use the Stairmaster?
Of course, it had a twist—30 kilos of special attire and speed that exhausted everyone.
Noa didn’t wait for his turn.
He was the first one to test the machine, going up the unending stairs with enough vigor to demotivate his opponents.
Soon, his result came out, and no one could beat it.
Tomas and Amelia continued to grit their teeth, glaring at Noa and planning his demise.
"Can you tell me what your class is?" Rika asked after concluding her trial.
Noa cleaned his sweaty forehead with a paper towel, thinking. ’What is this bitch trying to pull?’
Rika didn’t even show a slight interest in Arthur, only talking to him or anybody with significant results.
’Is she attracted to only strength?’ Noa mused, considering cuckolding the mighty protagonist.
Yet he didn’t let the lower half of his body control him.
"I am a Wizard," Noa answered, stunning the bystanders.
His attributes were already awfully high for warriors and rogues, but he was a wizard?
No one expected this.
Even Arthur lowered his brows, let alone Gio, who was literally shaking.
Noa’s level had been stopped at 11, and everyone could see it clearly.
Yes, it was already exceptional for him to reach it in one week, but his stats made no sense, especially when he had used no skills.
Arthur also reached the limit of the Evolved grade.
But he had the means to conceal it.
Nevertheless, Noa continued to enjoy the recognition he was getting.
It was a dream of the original owner of his body, and even he loved this new experience.
The Intelligence trial was the easiest to conduct.
Students had to touch some kind of magical orb and change its color with their sheer mana reserve and aptitude.
It was a familiar fantasy trope.
With expectations following his every movement, Noa touched the orb.
’It’s cold.’
Then he channeled his S-ranked skill—the one he stole from dead Klaus.
It was the only trial that allowed skill usage, as not everyone could channel their mana, and checking the ability was part of the process.
The couple prayed for his downfall.
Some of his classmates expected what he would do with jealousy.
Some wanted him to strive, including the instructors whose blood boiled this entire time.
Even Arthur anticipated Noa’s next move, clinging to his elbow.
His head filled with questions and theories, as if trying to gauge Noa’s true identity and origin.
As for Noa, he did absolutely nothing.
Except...
Boom-!







