CHAPTER 210: CHAPTER 210: I WANT TO TRY!

Ackman glanced at the eager new recruits. Most of the male Beastmen admired martial strength, as in the not entirely safe Beast World, most of them practiced combat skills to guard against the Fallen Species or Beastmen who went berserk due to a chaotic Spiritual Sea.

Perhaps in their eyes, this was a great opportunity to skip training!

"If you can last at least ten minutes with me, you can skip the Fighting Technique training!"

"Report, Instructor! I challenge you!" As soon as Ackman finished speaking, Hernans immediately stood up.

"Report, Instructor! I want to challenge you too!"

Following Hernans, several others raised their hands.

"Alright!" Ackman nodded and looked at Hernans, "You first, step forward!"

The instructor who had been stationed in the same camp as Ackman glanced at Hernans.

Truly brave.

They had never witnessed Ackman’s true strength; otherwise, they wouldn’t have so recklessly issued a challenge.

How many people in the camp back then weren’t convinced by Ackman? And now? Most of those unconvinced have been beaten into submission, and some, stubbornly holding on to their pride, refuse to admit that Ackman, from the most chaotic Undersea City, managed to beat them all down.

They never considered that, coming from the Undersea City, without some skill, how could he have reached where he is today? He might not have even managed to walk out of the Undersea City alive!

The instructor turned his gaze back to his own trainees and resumed training them.

It’s good; it’ll temper their arrogance.

"Instructor! Why do they only need ten minutes, but we require fifteen? It’s not fair!"

The exemption rule wasn’t only for Ackman’s team; the other squads also had it.

However, parts of the exemption rule were at the discretion of the instructor.

The instructor sneered at the little brat in front of him, shouting, "Why don’t you just watch first!"

Why was it fifteen minutes? Was it because he couldn’t measure up to Ackman?

The fifteen minutes were already a leniency for these kids! And was his fifteen minutes comparable to Ackman’s ten minutes? If Ackman didn’t go easy on them, these little brats might not last even a minute under him!

Hernans had barely exchanged a move with Ackman, and his gaze toward Ackman became more serious.

His strength was definitely not inferior to his own.

Hernans cautiously focused on Ackman and then continued to make advances.

The speed at which they exchanged blows was extremely fast, each punch accompanied by a gust of wind! Although it seemed as if Hernans was on the offensive and Ackman was retreating, when Yu Manman watched from the side, she could faintly feel as if Ackman was playing with Hernans.

Just as Hernans’ sweeping kick was about to hit Ackman’s chest, Ackman stopped dodging and caught his leg with one hand!

The moment Ackman lifted his eyes, Yu Manman sensed a change in his gaze—it seemed as if he was starting to get serious, ready to show his true power.

Hernans’ expression changed slightly, trying to withdraw his kicked-out leg, but no matter how hard he tried, Ackman held it firmly.

Ackman exerted force, the lines of muscles on his arm were clearly visible! With one hand grasping Hernans’ leg, Ackman swept a leg across, causing Hernans to fall solidly to the ground, kicking up a cloud of yellow sand...

But even with Hernans already down, Ackman didn’t immediately let go. He grabbed Hernans by the collar with one hand and pulled him back up! The punch wind tore through the air, aiming straight for Hernans’ face!

Unable to dodge, Hernans took a direct punch, and the area around his cheekbone instantly reddened!

He crossed his arms to block Ackman’s attacks, but even with proper defense, he was still forced to retreat repeatedly. Hernans’ legs didn’t budge, trapped in the sand, marking a trail from Ackman’s attack.

Hernans’ arms ached, realizing he couldn’t continue to just defend; otherwise, he would surely lose!

Putting all his strength into blocking, he backed two steps away before charging forward again!

Both their arms collided, erupting with a thunderous sound...

It looked painful.

Many had already pursed their lips and retracted a foot.

Ackman wasn’t someone they could challenge; it was better to train diligently and avoid getting beaten!

"Decent stamina, good speed, but endurance is rather average. You’ve trained too little; ultimately, you’re still too young."

Furious, Hernans increased the speed of his attacks! He grabbed Ackman’s shoulders, kneeing toward Ackman’s waist and abdomen!

Ackman didn’t dodge at all, his waist and abdomen contracted sharply, lifting his leg to block the incoming blow while quickly breaking free of Hernans’ hold, countering with his elbow like a sledgehammer to his opponent’s scapula...

Hernans held his shoulder, retreating three or four steps! As soon as he steadied himself, Ackman’s attacks came rushing in!

Ackman’s kick landed directly on his chin, knocking him to the ground. After that, Hernans could only attempt to defend against the barrage...

It wasn’t until Hernans was out of strength to fight back that Ackman finally stopped, calmly standing aside and checking the time, "Eight minutes, not bad."

With one eye swollen, Hernans punched the ground in frustration, breathing heavily. His trembling hand wiped off the sweat and sand from his face as he slowly got up, his camouflage uniform already torn from the grit.

"But being impulsive and easily angered, letting a few words disrupt your logic, is a very low-level mistake on the battlefield. If sixty points is passing and ninety is excellent, in my eyes, you wouldn’t even score sixty."

Hernans glared at him, scoffing, "Just because you’ve lived a few more years than me, what’s so great about it!"

Ackman slowly responded, "I’m twenty-one this year and have indeed lived a few more years than you, but even if you turn the clock back, I would never make the kind of rookie mistakes you make."

Hernans gritted his teeth, damn it!

One day, he would definitely defeat him!

Ackman no longer looked his way, instead turning his attention to the others, "Anyone else want to challenge?"

Silence descended, everyone as quiet as chickens.

Why would they want to test their luck by sparring with Ackman and getting beaten up?

It was better to just train earnestly.

Even the new recruits at the neighboring training ground, after witnessing Ackman completely overpower Hernans, quietly closed their mouths.

The instructor next door was happy to humble these young talents, but he couldn’t laugh—because he hadn’t suffered any less beatings from Ackman! In fact, he fared worse than Hernans!

Ackman was as ruthless as ever...

Who could possibly suppress Ackman?

"If no one else is willing, then we might as well begin today’s training."

"Report, Instructor, I’d like to give it a try!" As an ’assistant instructor,’ Yu Manman slowly raised a hand, and all eyes turned to her.

Such boldness! And she’s a female!