Upon hearing this, every member of Qin Feng's hundred-man squad felt their hearts clench.
Qin Feng's gaze swept over their young, resentful faces, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
A million prodigies had gathered here, brimming with confidence and ambition.
However, in just two months, harsh reality had already sent nearly eighty thousand of them crashing from the clouds back down to earth.
This assessment was like a giant, merciless sieve, relentlessly filtering out anyone slightly lacking in strength, mental fortitude, or even luck.
And this was only the beginning.
There were still a full four months until the assessment's end.
It was easy to predict that as time went on, even more people would be eliminated by this cruel machine.
Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University—this Martial Arts Sacred Land that had stood in the Canaan Star System for 2.2 billion years—had its gates built upon the corpses and shattered dreams of countless geniuses.
