The panel of the Powerful Divine Machine retracted backward like a car's shock absorber, visibly retracting a certain distance.
The numbers on the screen of the Powerful Divine Machine flashed rapidly, finally stopping at 107.
"Is it only this little amount? Fine, I'll give it a harder shot next time." Xiao Er descended from the stage with a smug expression.
The trial takers that followed didn't perform well at all, with several unable to even reach 20 points.
The worst one only reached 9 points, while the others just scored in the teens, making the audience, who initially thought the competition was easy, realize that the Powerful Divine Machine's contest was not simple at all.
Fortunately, a few participants managed to pass afterward. As the competition proceeded, a few stronger trial takers appeared, but the highest score was only in the eighties. Besides Xiao Er, there wasn't a single score over a hundred.
