Become the Strongest Elf Swordsman In VR Games

Chapter 20: Arena of Admission.

Sakaru who continued cultivating inside the cave had finally reached the cultivation level of a level 3 disciple.

[Successfully obtaining a cultivation level of a tier 3 disciple]

"Huffs... I finally made it too." he said as he slept on the grass.

Looking towards the surroundings Sakaru remembered that inside this cave time would not be affected with the outside world.

"Lili, outside this dimensional space is now what time?" sakaru asked Lili while sleeping.

"Outside of this dimensional space should the sun have almost sunk."

"Sore yes.." thought Sakaru in his mind.

Since tomorrow morning there was a selection waiting for Sakaru in the arena in front of the red sword sect, Sakaru as an elite disciple would naturally have to strengthen his sword technique and should become stronger.

Sakaru retried the techniques he had learned before and began to practice them seriously.

Because Sakaru felt himself quite proficient in using these techniques, Sakaru began to think about learning other techniques owned by Lili.

"Lili, do you have any other engineering scrolls I can learn?" sakaru asked with a bit of excitement.

"There's a master."

"Then, take out all the scrolls you have." said Sakaru by sticking his hands forward.

"Master sure? The technique scrolls I have are myriad and there is no way that master can learn them in just a short period of time."

"Of that, just get it out. Anywhere, any..."

Lili carried out her master's orders. Sakaru was shocked as thousands of technique scrolls appeared above Sakaru's head and it all befell Sakaru's body.

"Lili, take it all back. I withdrew my words earlier." he said, which was hit by more than a thousand engineering scrolls.

Lili took back all the technique scrolls she had exuded from her spiritual sea. Sakaru was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and from now on Sakaru became more cautious towards Lili.

"So cruel to him. It's heartless to have me hit by more than a thousand pieces of paper" he thought furiously.

"Me-mang be-nar tu-an, a-ku ti-dak pu-nya ha-ti." said Lili bled her lips and puffed her cheeks like an angry little boy.

"Damn, I forgot that he could read my mind. From now on I will keep my mind. Empty the mind.., empty the mind.." thought Sakaru in his mind.

"..."

Since Sakaru needed a technique to attack, he asked Lili. Sakaru needed an extremely powerful attacking technique, and also did not need any time lag to use it.

Lili took out a tiger punch technique scroll. With time limited, Sakaru tried to learn the tiger punch technique as briefly as possible.

After a few hours of mastering the technique. Sakaru tries to test the power of the tiger punch technique by attacking some trees.

"Tiger punch!" sakaru shouted while hitting the trunk of a large tree.

The tree that Sakaru hit fell and bounced away somewhere. Since Sakaru thought that this technique was enough for him, he immediately fell asleep for the arena selection later in the morning.

The next day in front of the red sword sect...

The arena of the place to select was filled with various races who wanted to register with the sect. There were already 10 other elite disciples sitting to the east of the arena along with the elders of the red sword sect.

Because it was too early and Sakaru got the number 600, Sakaru decided to go around town for breakfast.

Sakaru bought some bread and fruit near the market. Before the selection, of course, must prepare everything well and with a prime body.

It is forbidden to use weapons and equipment.

If known to commit fraud, will be immediately disqualified.

Allowed to use any martial technique.

If in 5 minutes there is still no winner/party gives up, both will be considered failures.

Pupils would potentially have the opportunity to directly become the personal disciples of the elders.

After reading the whole rules, it was all very fitting with Sakaru. As the selection was about to begin, Sakaru waited near the sect gate while eating the bread and fruit he bought.

"Ho ho, young man you came here huh" said the old man who was at the registration place yesterday approaching Sakaru.

"Grandfather yesterday." Sakaru replied as he swallowed the bread he ate.

"Don't call me grandfather, just call me elder Rong."

"Chairman Rong yes. All right, I'm gonna call Grandpa that." Sakaru said assuring him.

"Selection will begin soon. You better prepare and do your best. Last year, only 10% of them were able to enter this red sword sect" he said as he went to the arena.

"Alright, elder Rong's words will I remember." said Sakaru respectfully.

The selection to enter the red sword sect had finally begun. All the registrants also gathered to witness the selection there. Since Sakaru got the number 600, he thought he would be the last registrant to advance to the arena. He casually went around the city while waiting for his turn to arrive.

3 Hours had passed, Sakaru returned to that arena. The atmosphere looked extremely tense, and the two elders were seen fighting over one of the seemingly talented enrollees.

"Chairman Rong, let me be his teacher" said the other elder.

"No, I'm just. If this child becomes your disciple, his abilities will become useless."

The two elders did not budge each other and continued fighting over the child. Until finally, a red sword sect head appeared before the two of them.

The two elders also spontaneously saluted the sect head. After the sect head after hearing the explanation from elder Rong.

"Well, is it true what Elder Rong said? Then, I'll try to hit me with the technique that Elder Rong said earlier."

"Good."

That person gathered the natural energy that was around the arena then released it towards Sao Fang.

"Bammmmmnnngggg..."

The pressure from that person's attack made the entire arena tremble, and it could make the head of the Sao Fang sect successfully take a hit back.

"Ha ha ha. Then you, how about being my only disciple." said Sao Fang as he pointed at the person.

"Fine" said the boy spontaneously saluting the sect head.

The 2 sect elders were unable to say anything more. The selection still continued and no other talented disciples had appeared until this very second.

Since Sakaru was still not summoned as well, he watched the entire strength of the other registrants in the corner of the arena to gauge the strength of his own.