Chapitre 126: Chapter 114: Only those who can fight above their level are geniuses, half-human, half-beast.

Bang!

Approaching, Jack Clark threw the corpse onto the ground, glanced at the trial freshmen, and his gaze fell upon Zac Maben, chuckling lightly, "Everyone's here, I see."

At that moment, Justin Welan hesitated, "Jack, your injuries aren't serious, right?"

At the time, Jack Clark looked quite disheveled; the battle armor alloy on his chest, shoulders, and back was nearly destroyed, and some areas were dented and deformed, revealing the steel wire beneath the breaks.

The worst afflicted part was his right arm; the battle armor there was practically torn to shreds, revealing the sturdy flesh underneath.

As for the black cloak behind him, only a stub was left draping off his shoulders, with the only relatively intact piece being the bulky helmet, which bore just a few scorches and blackened scars.

Jack Clark said nonchalantly, "I'm fine, just need to repair this set of battle armor."