Medali Gym Test Novels & Stories

We walked to a hall with dimmer light and as I walk I can see a door right at the end of the hallway but along the walk, it was very quiet as if there is no one but you and Dex. We opened the door to a very large gym room with all of the possible equipment ever produced. There is a taekwondo mat, a punching bag, even a sword, and a gun training spot. It was very noisy there with people training here and there, I was in awe of how the gym looks like. "Close your mouth, a fly might go inside. This is the team's elite gym. Newcomers don't usually have this privilege but since you're under my care, you can come here. Let's just say you're special due to having a relation to our boss's old friend

She just needs to see the thing that she wants to move and she could do it. Across the gym, i saw Grayson but I immediately looked away. He's on level 15 and just awaiting for the process to be in the experiment. He wore a gold nameplate which tell me so. In his wrist is a dark blue metal bracelet and a collar with the same color, which is used to monitor level 15 trainees reflexes. He looks bored. Like anytime, he's gonna die from seeing nothing. I heaved a sigh. Im third in the line and i don't want to show my ability to anyone.

She mocks me for not being Gifted, rarely associates with me except necessary… The herald said nothing but his face asked a lot of questions. He declared me the winner of the test of courage and announced the second test afterwards. “The test of Strength.” It’s a test that required physical effort, favorable for the gifted. They could use their powers to pass the test. The Herald motioned towards the boulder at the further end of the arena. “The one who is able to lift the boulder within the stipulated time, wins” This time, the test is to be done while people watched.

I don't know where to find the gymnasium. "We can sit here. Lets go." We sit in the middle row. Not far from the stage. This gymnasium looks like a soccer field. "This is one big gymnasium huh. " The girl giggle. " Well it's not a typical gymnasium. This is where packs practicing shifting. Also this is where will be having our attributes test. So it was needed to be big and wide." Hmmm. Got that. "Mic test. Good day new comers. Welcome to Troika Academy."

The gym was mainly for the use of the family members, but they were kind enough to let the servants and guests use it too. She stayed there the whole day, changing from her denim shirt and black jeans into a more comfortable gym wear that Arissa had taken from her luggage. She tried all sorts of equipment there. She used the treadmill, did some dumbbell liftings, played on her own in the tennis court, and fenced with a mannequin all without checking her phone that she left in one of the snack tables. She didn’t want to be bothered. She didn’t want to also entertain whatever Matteo was going to offer to her. Surely, he had talked with Chief Moretti just as he said and probably got the same ‘c

Aria The gym buzzed with tension, thick with the scent of sweat, polished stone, and damp mats. Wolves from Silverwood were already lined up, some stretching, others pacing like we were preparing for war instead of an assessment. “This one’s for Endurance and Strength,” Maya said beside me, tapping her clipboard. “You drag the sled across the red-marked distance, then lift those three stone blocks onto the pedestal.” She pointed at the sled, a monstrous thing weighed down with sandbags and steel and the pedestal a few meters ahead.

Nana is a hardworking girl. Every morning, she gets up early and reads English aloud to improve her pronunciation. In class, she listens attentively to the teacher, her eyes always following the blackboard, jotting down important notes. When it comes to math, she bravely tackles difficult problems, not giving up easily even if she gets stuck.

“I’m not worried about your ability to lift. More of straining the muscles in your side that are around your ribs.” Maddox opened the door to a much larger gym than I expected. This was more like a small gym than a pack workout room. “Well….” Looking around, I was actually really impressed with what was available to us. In the far corner, there was even a sparing mat. “Done drooling?” Maddox yelled. I looked over to see him already on a treadmill. “Let’s go!” “Fine. I’ll have you on your back there soon enough.”

The scent of sweat, metal, and menthol rub mingled in the air, familiar to anyone who spent enough time pushing past their limits in a place like this. Ade Goodorally was mid-conversation with his personal trainer near the squat rack, casually stretching his arms behind his back between sets. He wore a loose black tank top that barely clung to his sculpted frame and grey athletic joggers that clung just enough. He had a towel slung around his shoulders, a half-empty water bottle tucked by his feet. The trainer was saying something about adding another set of deadlifts, but Ade’s focus shifted the moment the glass door to the gym swung open with a soft chime. Someone stepped in from the sun o

“This is a strength-testing tool made of special metal. It’s used to test martial artists’ skills. “If you can leave an imprint of your fingers on it, you’ll be considered a fifth grade, and I’ll allow you to enter.” Then, with a smirk, he added, “But if you can’t, then leave immediately.” Allison’s face darkened, and she was about to retort, but Dustin raised a hand to stop her. “Proving myself through skills? I would love that.” Dustin smiled softly and took the sphere from the doorman. The doorman crossed his arms and watched with smug anticipation.