Chapter 412
Chapter 412
As the light settled down, the applicants could finally see what was appearing before them, and they stared at it in confusion. That was because, in front of them all, were hundreds of wooden dolls.
At first glance, the wooden figures resembled ordinary training dummies humanoid in shape, crafted from dense, dark oak polished to a dull sheen. But upon closer inspection, they were anything but ordinary.
Each limb was jointed with thick, reinforced segments, allowing for fluid, lifelike movement.
Intricate carvings of runes and glowing Ki circuits spiraled around their arms and torsos, pulsing faintly with stored energy.
Their eyes—if one could even call them that were hollow sockets filled with a soft, amber light that flickered ominously whenever the dolls activated.
These were no mere dummies. These were advanced, enchanted training constructs. Once triggered, each doll moved with startling speed and unnerving precision.
They could block incoming strikes with smooth, practiced parries, twist their torsos in unnatural ways to evade attacks, and retaliate using preset martial forms embedded deep within their constructs.
What made them truly fearsome, however, was their adaptive defense system. The more you fought them, the more they learned.
Every strike you used, every tactic you favored—it remembered. And the next time, it would counter faster, smarter, and harder.
Currently, the dolls were standing perfectly still, arms at their sides, like sentinels waiting for their next challengers. The silence in the coliseum was tense, the pressure building with each passing second.
And just then, Gunther jumped down from the balcony, which was about four meters high, landing on the coliseum floor smoothly.