Chapter 620: A Test Of Combat Strength…
Silence!
Absolute spine-chilling silence as the crowd, which was forrly laughing at him, was all silenced by Zeras’ words. His gaze remained unperturbed under the eyes of the various elders who were flashing angrily at him.
And Grand Elder Flaming Heart, who asked the question, was gobsmacked, not even knowing what to say next.
“So you’re saying you’re beyond worthy of a group of spineless boys and proud girls, aren’t you?”
“You heard right,” Zeras replied calmly.
“Well, only a deranged person would agree to your blatant lies…”
“Well then, a challenge it is. And that is why I’m standing here today. I want to see whether I’m the deranged person or you all are the ignorant souls,” Zeras replied as the elders all narrowed their eyes.
Now it had beco what it should be, and also as clear as day. The young man had said the students were spineless cowards and the elders were blind.
If he was able to pass the test, sothing that had not been done since the history of the sect, then he would prove that his point was right. But if he was to fall just like his preceding ancestors, then his fate was forever dood.
This was no longer about a talented young man wanting to join the inner sect. The reputation of the sect was now at stake.
“Boss, what are you doing? They are going to make it even harder for you…” Kenji said, biting his lips hard as he looked at Zeras on the battle stage, his hands quivering from nervousness.
“Then let the test officially begin,” the gentle voice of Grand Elder Celestine rang out through the stage as she looked down at Zeras from the dais, but he purposely kept his gaze away from her.
‘Let’s see how long you can keep up with that.’
“The outright and best way by which an individual’s worthiness to join the inner sect is by dueling with other inner sect mbers.
“You will have to fight with three inner sect people and defeat them all without a rest before you’ll be eligible to join the inner sect,” Grand Elder Swordsworth said as the eyes of the inner sect mbers bulged in shock and Kenji almost fainted.
“Wasn’t the past test just dueling an inner sect mber?”
“Why is he supposed to duel three and without rest in between!?”
“Is this even a test anymore!?”
The whispers of the outer sect mbers, whose eyes flashed in anger at the injustice, rang out, but it was all nothing but a silent murmur. Against the real true sect mbers and elders, their words ant nothing.
“You can choose to withdraw now. You only need to confess that you’re a deranged individual who had uttered nonsense about the sect and kowtow to the Grand Elders.
“Then, the sect might take pity on you, and you will be spared from your grueso fate of defeat, and perhaps more…” Grand Elder Celestine said as Zeras grinned before whispering.
“More of concede because I’m scared of three spineless bastards…”
“I’ll take your answer as a no. The only rule of the event is being able to defeat your opponent. I believe a blade has no eyes, and therefore blood getting spilled is more than a possibility…” Grand Elder Lionheart claid as Zeras’ eyes, though calm, flashed an otherworldly light.
‘Even nicer…’
“With that explained, let the event officially begin. Your first opponent and a disciple of the inner sect mber, Qin Wentian,” the elder called out loudly as a figure slowly rose up from the crowd of inner sect mbers and jumped, landing on the ground with a bang that shook the entire stage.
He was a surprisingly lean man, with an above-average face and dressed in the sect’s uniform belonging to those of the inner sect.
“Qin Wentian? The inner sect disciple with the fastest sword slash technique…”
“I heard he had practiced his Willowy Air Sword Strike to the third level and no one with a cultivating base lower than his can ever hope to be able to block his sword…”
“And the idiot also happens to be using a sword…”
“The elders clearly want to crush his weapon heart before ruining him physically.”
“How subli…”
The various murmurs of the inner sect rang out as the one called Qin Wentian slowly rose up from his crouched position and, in the next instant, a bright flash of light encapsulated his hands as a weapon appeared in it.
A green-colored sheathed curved sword.
Qin Wentian’s eyes looked at Zeras, whose hands were kept in his pockets, as disdain flashed in his deep green pupils.
CLINK
The sound of a katana clinking could be heard as he took a single step backward, his body bending to the ground and his upper body facing directly toward Zeras’ position.
Assessing the green-eyed man, he could see the man was ready to burst out at maximum speed judging from his stance. With his right hand placed on the hilt of his katana, he knew well he would be able to only deliver a single slash.
“Let it all end with a single slash, huh?” Zeras mused as his hands moved towards the hilt of his sword.
SHRIIIIIIIIING
The sound of a sword leaving its sheath resounded through the place as Zeras pointed his katana at the young man.
“A kill so swift, the opponent does not even know they have t death.
“Willowy Air Sword Art, 2nd Form: A Blade of Wind…”
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The entire world shuddered like a titan stepped on the land as the ground beneath Qin Wentian burst up into the air.
A cloud of dust and large stones circled his figure, his long green hair blowing erratically on his head before…
KAABOOOOOOOM
A gigantic pothole was carved onto the ground as the young man shot forward with speed towards Zeras, dust covering up the entire arena.
Seconds passed and calm was finally restored as Qin Wentian slowly turned his head behind him and found Zeras looking at him, his two hands in his pockets.
“You won’t dodge my sword a second ti…” he said, but his eyes furrowed when he noticed sothing wrong.
“Wait, where is your sword?”
GAAAAAAAASSSPPPSSS
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