Shery explained, "That person is a tetramand. They're known for their raw strength, but they can't use energy base attack."
Asher watched the alien again. Just looking at its bodybuilder-like physique and red skin was enough to hint at how it fought.
Finally, it was his turn.
"Good luck. You don't need to get a high score in this, as long as you ace your next test, Boss."
Asher nodded quietly, rolling his shoulders as he walked toward the machine.
He was the last to take the test so every gaze was on —
BOOOOOM!
The punching machine was completely destroyed, unable to withstand even one blow.
Everyone's jaw dropped, unable to process what just happened. That machine was rated to handle up to 10,000,000 Newtons.
Which meant—he hit harder than that.
"That's impossible!" the four-armed alien barked, his deep voice cracking with suspicion. "He must've used an external power! There's no way that twig punched it to pieces!"
