Dimensional Descent

In the past, in order to become a white belt, one needed to reach a Tier 4 standard. But, judging by the words of the lazy, omnipresent voice, there was no longer such a clear dividing line. If they wanted to become white belts, they would have to place in the top four overall by the end of these rounds, or else they would have to wait for another half year.

"The first round will be a test of reflexes. Begin."

The youths looked around in confusion. They had heard of this test of reflexes before – well, assuming it was still the same considering this generic name. But, from what they knew, this test should have taken place one at a time. Why was it that the voice didn't pick out who should be going?

Before any of them could figure out what was going on, the large grey tiles that made up the room pulsed with a dull ray of white light. They didn't have time to understand what this meant before several illusory balls appeared in the air, slowly growing solid.

<3… 2…>

Everyone's pupils constricted at once.

A mechanical voice reached zero in its count and hell suddenly descended.

The now solid balls shot in every which direction. Two of the freshmen couldn't even react before these 'solid' balls shot through their bodies.

Their expressions changed. In that moment, it felt as though a large chunk of their Force was suddenly ripped out of their bodies.

The good news was that they weren't injured. But, the bad news was that their stamina had suddenly been sapped away.

a casual step forward as a ball

this was what they meant by a test

would definitely have to keep an eye out for their fellow student as well. It was definitely not just out

they were pitted against

Leonel raised his foot.

ball shot beneath his sole, rebounding off of the ground and crashing

20 by 20 meter cube. There are 18 of us in here and there are 100 moving balls the size of a head. They didn't set a timer and being hit doesn't seem to eliminate you… So I

sent a gaze

time she was having was harder, it

were only about four others who seemed to be taking

one of which had a sword strapped to his back and the last of which

The balls could only be obstructed by each other and the wall. Even when they ran through an examinee, they

directly ignore the ones that wouldn't cross his path and mark out

then that the walls

change was subtle, but Leonel's

speed by 1%. My

adjusted his

then went diagonally back to the left. In just a few breaths, he had dodged five balls and was back to standing exactly where he had been from the

to Leonel, but when these balls had already been travelling at over a hundred kilometers an

able to reach such speeds in a Third Dimensional world. In a