Qin Feng sat silently in a corner of the deployment bay for three full days.
When he opened his eyes again, the once-empty hall of the deployment bay was now sparsely occupied by nearly a hundred figures.
Without exception, their auras were all condensed to the extreme, and they carried an unshakeable, iron-blooded Evil Qi.
Their gazes were as sharp as eagles, their postures as straight as pines. Even while resting, their bodies subconsciously maintained a stance ready to erupt into action at any moment.
This was the disposition of a soldier, one that could only be forged through a true baptism of blood and fire.
Just as Xiong Yanfu had said, a considerable portion of the examinees for Canaan Star Martial Arts University were top graduates from the Empire's various military Martial Arts High Schools.
