It took more than a month, even though there was no actual combat assessment.

However, the students also have an estimate in their minds as to which students are the "top students" and which are the "poor students" in the training camp.

There is no doubt that Tyrone, Albert, and even Roy are among the "top students".

Their daily performance, even in a training camp where elites gather, is definitely outstanding.

Therefore, unless there is particularly bad luck in the draw, almost everyone believes that they can at least make it to the third round.

Even Albert himself thought so.

What is better is yourself.

The one who can receive the invitation from Karp should also be himself.

The warm cheers from the stands reached his ears, making the smile on his lips even bigger.

Albert could feel Karp's strong presence in his eyes.

The other party is looking at him.

And he will use actual actions to prove who is the strongest student in this training camp.

Open your hands, stretch your body, and raise your head slightly.

Her eyes were looking at Nolan in front of her with a bit of arrogance.

"laugh?"

Although he was vaguely aware of the slight change in the other party's expression.

But Albert even caught the faint smile on Nolan's face.

A nameless fire arises in the heart.

"I wonder if you will still be able to smile when you get out of the training camp pitifully?"

He wants the other party to know the real gap between them.

Who is the real genius!

"The assessment begins!"

The referee's whistle sounded sharply from the sidelines.

Albert's eyes moved, and his body suddenly began to jump on the ring.

It's just that his beating is more like a boxer's pace.

The altitude is very low, but the frequency is extremely fast.

It seemed like he was doing some kind of warm-up exercise.

"This is……"

On the sidelines, some students with fairly good training scores suddenly stood up, looking shocked as if they had discovered something.

The smile on his face grew stronger, Albert stared at Nolan in front of him, and murmured:

"Let me show you the real results of my cultivation over the past month or so."

Immediately, just when his body reached the top of a certain jump, he was about to fall.

The leg muscles suddenly swelled!

The air blurred, and his body disappeared instantly.

【shave】

boom--

In an instant, the whole place was boiling.

As one of the main training contents of the elite training camp, "Six Forms" is extremely difficult.

Many navies often only master one or two of these moves when they graduate.

Albert has only been in school for more than a month and has already learned the "shaving" of the "Six Styles".

His level of genius is definitely one of the best in the entire training camp.

"It's over."

Some students on the sidelines shook their heads with pity on their faces.

"This newcomer's fortune is too bad. If someone else is drawn, there might be hope of staying. Now..."

Just in the middle of speaking, his body suddenly froze.

As if he had seen some incredible scene, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Buzz——

Under high-speed movement, strong airflow washes away, and the eardrums vibrate violently.

Albert looked at the figure standing motionless in front of him, the pride on his face almost overflowing.

As early as three days ago, after he finally mastered this move, he never hid it.

Just waiting for this moment!

In front of all the students on the field, in front of Garp, he showed his unprecedented outstanding talent.

And the Nuolan in front of him can only serve as a stepping stone for him!

The smile on his face gradually became wilder. He bent his calves and pointed them at Nolan's soft abdomen, exposing his hard knees.

The powerful impact given by [Shaving] is enough to destroy the opponent's will in an instant.

That kind of attack intensity is absolutely unbearable by the average person's body.

Thinking of the upcoming scene, a trace of cruelty flashed in Albert's eyes.

He wants to teach the other party a lesson!

And at this moment, Nuo Lan suddenly moved.

His waist and abdomen were twisted, facing Albert.

The right hand is clenched into a slightly curved fist, tucked at the side of the body, and the muscles of the whole body are slowly moving with the breathing.

At this moment, Albert seemed to see some kind of majestic power quietly accumulating in the other party.

What followed was a huge sense of oppression that was difficult to describe in words.

An extremely dangerous atmosphere emerged in my heart.

I just wanted to use my body to dodge, but it was already too late.

Nuo Lan threw a straight punch towards the front.

Bang--

The dull sound of flesh colliding erupted in the air.

The hard fist bones wrapped in the air flow hit Albert's handsome face right in the middle.

It was twisted, and the bridge of the nose collapsed instantly.

The spurting blood, along with several broken teeth, splashed in the air.

The powerful force that was enough to break steel only instantly offset the power generated by the [shaving] on the opponent's body.

It turned into a more powerful impact, bombarding the opponent's face.

Albert's body, which was originally rushing forward, seemed to have hit a moving train.

His limbs were weak and twitching, and he was thrown away in the opposite direction.

The cheers and shouts suddenly stopped.

In an instant, the boiling place cooled down.

There was silence.

…

Dasqi sat upright suddenly, and the disappointed expression on his face due to being eliminated was replaced by a layer of shock.

"Why?"

With deep confusion, she asked subconsciously.

Why did it just look like a simple punch, but it hit the body that was moving at high speed due to [shaving].

Or even a one-hit victory?

Beside her, Garp did not answer her doubts, but seemed to have already anticipated this outcome, eating donuts with a calm expression.

In his opinion, although Albert has mastered some essentials of [shaving], he is not skillful in using it.

All I can do is use the moves.

And this, in the hands of a person who has the domineering power of knowledge and color, is obviously not enough.

What's more, the quality of Nuo Lan's knowledge is quite high, and he has almost reached the top level.

Garp even dared to say that if he let his hands and feet go freely, Nuolan's actual combat power would already be at the top of this class of students just based on his domineering power.

There is no juxtaposition, there is really only one - the spire.

It has become a foregone conclusion that the opponent will stay in the training camp.

Even if something happens, whether it is himself, Sengoku, or other juniors, I am afraid that they will not allow such a genius who has awakened such a level of knowledge, knowledge, color and domineering to fall outside the Navy Headquarters.

The next thing Karp has to consider is what kind of teacher to find for the other party to ensure that this talent is not wasted.

Thinking about the candidates in his mind, he reached out and touched his gray beard.

If it really doesn't work...
Chapter completed!