I Will Survive Till The End: Blood Extermination Academy-Chapter 19: Strong Competitors

Good grief.

Many felt taking a bullet to the head might be a better relief compared to this.

The stunt they had attempted was anything but easy.

As the group made their way down, the strain was evident on their faces, drenched in sweat and heavy breathing.

The technique, while appearing simple on the surface, demanded a level of mental acuity and physical prowess that few could muster.

Levon's hands were a testament to the challenge—crimson red and bloody.

Yet, his expression remained stoic, betraying no emotion.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the air, a sound akin to a 'throttled goat.'

~AHHHHHH!

Many hastily threw their eyes sideways, just in time to catch a glimpse of an unfortunate person falling backwards with a horrid face.

It seemed the person had miscalculated, overestimating the proper arm strength needed to counter the burden of gravity, and support his entire weight.

Don't forget that they were descending down, FREE CLIMB, without hiking or climber's gear.

Gravity, as well as their own weight, was fighting them tooth and bone up here.

Don't forget that with each grip, their palms grew more jagged, sweaty, and bloody.

This made their overall grip slippery.

Not Good!

The challenge has only begun and they were already struggling so much?

Many looked at their shaky fingers in despair.

SCRIP!

A strange noise pierced through the air, making many almost miss their footing.

Erhmm...

What was that? Could someone's pants have torn in here?

Was this truly the time to be ripping your pants and underwear?

The ripping sound drew everyone's attention like a fly following a corpse.

"So strong..." Someone couldn't help commenting.

Levon looked thin and lanky, but only now did they see the insane depth and level of muscle definition in his left arm.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, they witnessed Levon using only his fingers to support his entire weight and counterattack gravity's insane pulling force from this high up.

What was he? A gym god?

The definition and strength in his arm alone was truly astonishing.

Those very close to him had to blink exaggeratingly when seeing even his fingers bulging with veins.

This was the first time in their lives they had seen finger veins look so godly.

With one hand occupied, Levon used his other hand to raise his shirt to his mouth and rip off a large chunk from it.

Then using his teeth, he then proceeded to wrap the fabric around his palms as a clever solution for his slippery hands.

Dammit!

Why didn't they do that before the descent?

Many were filled with regret, wishing they had thought of such a simple yet effective solution sooner.

The challenge they now faced was a true test of skill, endurance, and mental fortitude; and with each passing second, more and more screams echoed out.

In conclusion, it was truly a diabolical Second Examination.

But while their lives were put to the test, those watching and monitoring each massive hole, were observing their actions with relish.

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"Heh-heh-heh... there goes another one."

"Tch. But he was close, wasn't he?"

"Close? You mean close to scrapping the corners of the walls? Pathetic.... He won't last a day out should he succeed."

Ahhhh!

There goes another one.

The screams never stopped coming through their monitors.

O course, there were also some high tier and mid tier talents that made them nod in satisfaction every now and then.

"Look over there."

Their eyes were focused on Floriana, the one called Boss by her lieutenants, Card girl and Pickler.

How interesting.

On the screen, they saw the girls suddenly let go every time someone falls.

Yimu, AKA, Card girl, would jump on the fallen people, knock them unconscious, grab their flaring arms and steer their bodies as if surfing.

—And when she reached a distance close enough, she would then jump off and latch onto the walls.

Yimu didn't even bother looking at the bodies she abandoned, waiting for her next targets while descending.

Sre enough, there were always people falling between every 3 to 7 minutes.

These girls were so cruel...But they like it!

They watched these girls cover far distances compared to those who played it safe.

Truth be told, if you play it safe in this round, you won't make it.

Taking calculated risks would see you further.

Looking at the top examinees, they could see that Payne Ignier, the massive macho gym guy, and Hendrix Von L... the elegant smart boy with glasses, had already found the tunnel along the walls.

"What a fascinating pair."

Those watching were surprised to find that during the journey down, Hendrix Von L, had always sat elegantly on Payne's shoulders.

The macho Payne was like a machine, dropping down at incredible heights and reaching the entrance in a flash.

And when they found the moderately lit tunnel at the edge of the walls, Hendrix then took out his book and began reading.

Payne flowed behind him like a faithful dog.

"Hendrix Von Lingingburg... One of the Lingingburg Clan's prides..."

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Those monitoring watched the master and servant pair in amusement.

The duo had unhurriedly walked through the vast tunnel path, until they met another person that was ahead of them.

"Artilla Ferra..." one of the guards stated.

She too comes from a samurai clan.

Surprisingly, she doesn't like swords, though she could use them.

"According to her file, the black fan she holds is her truest weapon."

"Oh?" Several people monitoring, raised their brows interest.

Through the monitors, they watched both sides node as if recognizing each other's skills.

Soon, the group reached a narrow door.

[Hendrix Von Lingingburg... 13th person to arrive. Time used: 1 hour, 47 minutes, 10 seconds.]

A mechanical voice bellowed.

[Artilla Ferra... 14th. Time: 1 hour, 47 minutes, 11 seconds.]

[Payne Igniter... 15th. Time: 1 hour, 47 minutes, 12 seconds]

Hmm?

13th, 14th, and 15th place?

So who was first then?

One could see the fleeting growl of possessiveness in their eyes.

It only lasted for a split second.

Stepping in, their eyes instantly drew towards the incredibly good-looking teen with a black turtleneck and silver hair.

His black diamond shaped earring on his left ear twinkled when his gaze met theirs.

First place, Victorio Louche.