Then let the witch offer her loyalty

With a loud "boom," the powered armor's head was struck hard, and the outer composite armor deformed.

Fortunately, it has a powerful shock absorption system inside; otherwise, even if the punch didn't directly hit the person inside, the impact would have killed them instantly.

The student, seeing the screen filled with red notifications, couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, how is he so strong?!"

Yan Meng grinned after hearing this: "Guess why the court agreed to let you use live ammunition?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an even more violent tremor followed.

Two massive, ivory-like bone blades split off from Yan Meng's sides, swiftly clamping down from the left and right, trapping the powered heavy armor firmly in the middle.

"Crack, crack, crack..." The sound of the composite armor twisting rang out continuously as the bone blade sank in at a visible speed, causing severe deformation of the entire heavy armor.

The trainees inside, seeing the torrent of warning messages scrolling by, hardened their resolve.

Relying on the rule of not causing death or maiming, and not worried that Yan Meng would really do anything to him, he simply abandoned his defense and used his two huge power arms to grab Yan Meng.

"I've got him! Attack now! We'll win if we can hurt his main body!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Longtaoding, who was not far away, picked up a heavy anti-tank rocket launcher. This is an external anti-armor weapon specially designed for powered heavy armor. It weighs as much as 147 kilograms and can easily penetrate a meter-thick homogeneous steel plate armor from the front.

Long Taoding aimed at Yan Meng's back and pulled the trigger.

"Boom—" The heavy anti-tank armor-piercing shell exploded on Yan Meng's body, raising a cloud of smoke and flames.

"Did you take them down?!" Longtao Ding shouted.

Before the smoke of battle had even cleared, the situation was already revealed to everyone thanks to the infrared observation system of the powered armor.

At that moment, the three trainees felt a chill run down their spines, followed by a profound sense of despair.

Behind Yan Meng, a massive wall made of pale, hard bones rose from the ground.

The heavy anti-tank gun did indeed blast a deep crater into it.

but...

The depth of the damage was less than half the total thickness of the bone wall.

"Haha, it's a good thing to have the will to kill; it shows you're very focused in battle."

Yan Meng's laughter came through the smoke of gunpowder; it was clearly cheerful, yet it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

"Unfortunately, you lack the tactics and strength to match it."

After saying that, Yan Meng pried open the powered armor in front of him like opening a can, pulled out the terrified student inside, and casually threw him on the ground.

After overturning a powered heavy armored vehicle, Yan Meng turned around and charged towards Long Taoding.

Longtao Ding tried to evade while suppressing the enemy with firearms, but even the energy guns used by the powered armor could not shatter Yan Meng's tough bone armor.

Moreover, as a hybrid psychic known for his physical prowess, Yan Meng was faster than the powered armor, tearing apart the distance between them in just a few seconds and directly opening the can.

Before being dragged out of his powered armor, Longtao Ding desperately shouted into the communication system, "Run! Don't fight him! Run away and find another opportunity later!"

The last trainee saw his two companions fall and knew that staying would only be a death sentence.

Rather than getting crushed on the spot, it's better to run away first and preserve the possibility of turning the tide.

Thinking of this, the trainee ran towards a low-lying area not far away, used the emergency escape device to get off the powered heavy armor, then stepped onto the manned flying vehicle parked there, and shot down the other two with his gun.

Yan Meng is not capable of flying, so he will be safe as long as he takes to the sky!

With this in mind, the trainees took to the air aboard their individual flying vehicles.

five meters.

ten meters.

Twenty meters.

As he watched the ground recede further and further away, he finally breathed a slight sigh of relief...

"Whoosh—" Without warning, he felt a chill on his side as something brushed past his body.

Turning my head, I was instantly struck by the coldness in my hands and feet.

Yan Meng stood on the ground, an extremely long bone spur piercing through his palm, breaking through a distance of more than twenty meters, and precisely grazing the student's side ribs, leaving a bloody mark as it pierced through his clothes.

Yan Meng raised his other hand and waved, saying with a smile, "Get down yourself."

The student was utterly despondent and had no more thoughts of struggling, so he could only obediently land on the ground.

Yan Meng grabbed the three students together and, taking advantage of his height, looked down at their ashen faces: "Today, I actually want to thank you. It was a really enjoyable fight. I rarely have this kind of opportunity."

"But you made a big mistake. It is very unwise to confront a heterogenous psionicist head-on, especially when you don't know the upper limit of their strength."

“I’m not very good at using my brain. If you try to use some underhanded tricks against me, I might actually run into trouble.”

"But you guys are so straightforward, trying to use the limitation of 'madness' to wear me down. That's just wishful thinking."

"My witch is very strong. We've been fighting for so long, and her internal energy level is still within a safe range, far from approaching the danger zone."

"That's enough for today. Go back and go through the withdrawal process properly, and try other positions."

Yan Meng was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, one more thing."

He pointed to the badly damaged powered armor not far away.

"Part of the subsequent repair costs will be deducted from your wages."

Upon hearing this, Long Taoding and the others became disoriented and collapsed to the ground.

[Team 21, all members eliminated]

Chapter 80 You are the challengers

(Two chapters combined into one)

In many corners of the Twin Cities, the final tests of the Hunter Training Camp are in full swing, with both overt confrontations and covert battles taking place.

Five days have passed, and many teams have already produced their results.

Just as the word "final" suggests, most teams were eliminated in this round of testing.

The anticipated "damage to the target" is harder than climbing to heaven.

These witch hunters, posing as illegal psychics, are elusive and possess superb tracking and counter-tracking skills. They can detect the presence of law enforcement squads from the smallest details around them and quickly devise escape or counter-attack plans.

Once the law enforcement squad is exposed, their success rate in the face of psionicists will immediately plummet to zero.

This was completely different from any previous training session.

Without a familiar environment, with no clear target, and with numerous external interferences, even the slightest mistake can lead to disastrous consequences.

This is the reality of competition; things change in an instant, and even the slightest mistake can bring annihilation to the team.

Of course, there were also a few teams whose members had excellent professional skills and demonstrated great potential in the actual combat environment. They integrated the knowledge they had learned and applied it flexibly in actual combat, and finally successfully damaged the target and completed the test.

These teams naturally earned the organization's recognition through their abilities, and what awaits them next is a promotion filled with honor and responsibility.

It's worth mentioning that an unexpected event occurred among the 15 teams that participated in the final test.

This was quite unexpected, at least for the management of the training camp.

The 7th team, which was previously favored by the instructors, consisting of Chen Moxin, Alexander, and Lei Lie, is now on the verge of elimination.

Unlike the squads that were crushed and eliminated in battle, the situation of the 7th squad was extremely strange.

For five whole days, they still hadn't found their target.

...

Special training camp command center.

Holding the communication device, Li Lei frowned and said, "Old Yang, there's something wrong with what you're doing."

“The other examiners were all hiding in designated areas, and the locations of the intelligence the trainees received all matched up.”

"You change locations every day, how can you do that?"

Over the communicator, Yang Jie snorted coldly: "Is there a problem? We've been emphasizing that tests are real-world practice."

"In reality, have you ever seen an illegal psychic who stays in one place waiting for you to arrest them?"

Li Lei said heavily, "That doesn't mean you'll change locations every day! Not only are you always running around, but you also wear different bionic masks every time you move, desperately trying to avoid surveillance, and you even have to deliberately change your walking posture."

"Have you forgotten that the fugitive you're playing is an illegal psychic who doesn't know he's being targeted? Your deliberate attempt to hide is illogical!"

"If you keep doing things this way, let alone the students who haven't graduated yet, even active witch hunters wouldn't be able to find you in less than ten days or half a month! You can't do things like this!"

Yang Jie remained unmoved and said coldly, "I just like doing things this way, so what? It's not like illegal psychics with such abnormally high vigilance haven't appeared in reality before."

"I'll say it again: testing is real-world practice, and anything can happen in real-world practice. Don't try to lecture me on principles or rules."

Li Lei's temper flared, and he raised his voice, angrily shouting, "You're acting on emotion! You're deliberately using off-field factors to target Team 7!"

Yang Jie's stubborn nature was on full display at this moment, and he retorted loudly, "I'm the examiner, and I decide how to set the questions! If you're not satisfied, go complain to the judge!"

After yelling, he hung up the call immediately.

Li Lei felt his blood pressure rising. He forcefully put down the communicator and looked to the side with a complicated expression.

As one of the judges who will oversee the final test, Luo Lingyou has been keeping track of the situation in the command center these past few days.

She left the other teams to others and focused all her attention on Chen Moxin from the 7th team.

While others ate in the cafeteria, she held her lunchbox, eating while watching Chen Moxin.

While others took turns going out for walks, she sat alone working overtime, watching Chen Moxin.

Even when she was sleeping, she would set up a folding bed and sleep directly in the command room, wearing headphones connected to the computer.

Whenever she heard Chen Moxin make any unusual noise, she would sit up and take a look, then lie back down to sleep.

He was in a state of complete obsession.

And that's still the case now.

On the screen, Chen Moxin was watching the surveillance footage, and she had been watching it for more than six hours.

Off-screen, Luo Lingyou watched Chen Moxin watch the surveillance footage for over six hours.

The communicator I just spoke to Yang Jie was on speakerphone, so Luo Lingyou must have heard it.

Li Lei felt this was not a big deal, because Yang Jie's actions had gone beyond the scope of a normal test and constituted deliberate obstruction.

He walked up to Luo Lingyou and tentatively asked, "Little Luo, should we give Yang Jie a formal warning?"

Luo Lingyou shook his head: "No need, let's just stay here and quietly be bystanders."

Li Lei said with some difficulty, "The selection of witch hunters and the conversion from non-member to full-fledged members are not the same thing. There is no second chance. If Yang Jie keeps messing things up like this, the 7th Squad will be ruined in his hands."

Luo Lingyou moved her lips, grasped the plastic handle of the lollipop, and let the strawberry-flavored candy swirl around on her tongue.

Instead of worry, those crimson eyes held a hidden, excited smile.

"It's no fun if it's too easy. This is what makes it fun, isn't it?"

...

The twilight, like a drop of thick ink, spread across the glass curtain walls of the skyscrapers.

Yang Jie ate the rice ball he bought from the convenience store and glanced at his watch.

It's about time to move.

In the five days since the start of the test, he has moved his hiding place five times, never lingering in the same place for too long, and each hiding place is at least 30 kilometers apart.

Moreover, he would change into different bionic masks each time he moved to avoid being detected by big data surveillance.

He also made deliberate adjustments to details such as clothing and posture.

Sometimes he would put sponges in his clothes, making him look heavy when he walked, like a 200-pound fat man.

Sometimes she wears fitted clothes and puts in shoes to increase her height, making her appear even taller.

Li Lei is right. With this level of counter-surveillance, let alone a few trainees who haven't graduated yet, even active witch hunters would have a hard time investigating.

Is this considered making things difficult for the students?

It doesn’t count!

...Okay, actually a little bit.