The God of Cataka

14

"What's wrong?" lim Hua asked while trying to hide his smile.

"My sword.." Shen Zhu looked puzzled. Why does it feel so easy? thought surprised.

"Nteng?" cut Lim Hua.

"True," said Shen Zhu as he turned to Lim Hua with a surprised expression.

His brothers chuckled in response.

Lim Hua patted Shen Zhu on the shoulder and embraced him. "There's no need to be surprised," he said as he pulled Shen Zhu up to walk. "That's a sign your spiritual power is increasing."

"really?" Shen Zhu widened his eyes.

"Hmh!" Lim Hua nodded confidently.

Then they all rushed out.

Their teacher was waiting on the porch.

A while later, they had already gathered in the hall, joining the others, while Bao Yu charged over and climbed the steps towards the seats of the teachers and elders.

The disciples lined up in the middle of the hall facing towards the altar on which was a pillar of spiritual power measuring like a giant dragon-styled sword embedded. Its stem anchoring was shaped like a pair of wings of gold. In the center of the two wings was a clear jewel like a crystal ball. At the center of the sword-shaped pillar, between the motifs of a pair of dragons facing each other, was a transparent blue line that glowed like a tube filled with a burning blue liquid.

The sect head, Bao Hu, the owner of the college was standing in the altar court against the pillar, folding his hands back, facing the line of disciples with a tight-faced face.

"Tell me," the chairman opened his speech in a thunderous voice. "What is your goal in practicing swords?"

The disciples simultaneously knelt, one hand clenched in the chest, the other hand resting on their swords. "To protect humanity! Protecting kindness! Protecting sect! Dedicate yourself to the alliance!" The entire hall echoed by their exclamations.

Bao Hu stared at them sharply. "Next, everyone should take the test of spiritual power!" his instructions as he floated one side of his hand towards the sword-shaped pillar behind him. "Only if the level of strength exceeds twenty can enter the competition and continue to practice in college. Otherwise, I will send you guys for special training!"

All the children simultaneously muttered in suspense.

The special training of the Baohu Sect was to seclude themselves in the ancient ruins of the sect's ancestors. Five years at most, ten years at most.

The ancient ruins of the ancestral relics of the Baohu Sect were located on the border of the region between the Baohu Sect and the territory of the Magi-Magical-Guage Sect. Deep in the depths of the forest on the other side of the mountain where the Baohu Sword Sect's college stood. It is about five hundred kilometers from the college.

Far enough to scare a teenager who has not even twenty years old.

In the folklore of the Bao Sect, it is said that the ruins have been a lair of demons for thousands of years in demon escort for hundreds of years. The most appropriate place for training against demons directly.

Princess Bao Hu suddenly hissed withholding laughter, smothering her mouth with a palm.

The whole room simultaneously glanced at him.

Jialin's eyeballs rolled towards Shen Zhu with a scornful expression.

Shen Zhu glanced back at him with an unconcerned expression.

Bao Yu watched the boy from the teacher's seat upstairs. A little surprised to see the drastic change of his student.

A few days ago, Shen Zhu was a weak and childish child. Not daring to speak, not even daring to raise your face to look at the faces of others.

Today Bao Yu felt like seeing someone else.

Shen Zhu who now looked much calmer, bolder, more charismatic, more monstrous.

Then suddenly Shen Zhu smiled faintly.

Make Jialin blink and tighten the jaw. Feeling stung by Shen Zhu's courage. "What's that fucking smile?" hardiknya not happy.

Instantly his father's eyeballs rolled and glared at him. "Jiadin!"

Jialin was instantly silent.

Jialin scowled and glared at Shen Zhu, then rushed up the stairs towards the altar with a pouting face. "Jialin saluted," he said as he bowed to his father giving his soja greeting.

"Hmh!" Bao Hu nodded briefly, but still put on a toned face. He was willing to make room for his daughter.

Jialin unsheathed the sword from his back, then lunged towards the pillar while swinging his sword, then landed it onto the pillar.

A TRAAAAANG!

SLASHY!

The transparent bright blue line at the center of the pillar gave off a white light from the base of his feet that in an instant crept upwards.

BLAAAASS!

The clear gem like a crystal ball at the top of the pillar lit up white and then shimmered and dimmed, leaving a white beam of light in the shape of a figure of thirty.

The hall exploded with applause and excited exclamations.

"That's amazing!" some people cried out in amazement. "Still young have already reached level thirty."

Jialin spontaneously smiled obliquely as she raised her nose. Then it swerved once again towards Shen Zhu, with a warning signal.

As the daughter of the sect head, Jialin included the pride of the college. Not because of his father's influence. But because his ability was above average and became one of the top students.

No wonder he was so arrogant!

"Next," the chairman instructed. "Pupil Dormitory One Princess please queue!"

Dormitory Satu Putri is the dormitory of Jialin squad although he lives more at home.

Their average strength level was already twenty-five. Jialin's level is the highest.

Next, it was the turn of the disciples of the One Man Dormitory. Jialin's horde who likes to oppress Bao Yu's students. Their level had also reached twenty-five and above. One of them had even reached thirty-one. But it is not surprising considering his age is also above Jialin.

The students of Dormitory Two Daughters, average under twenty-five. Some of them did not pass the selection.

"Next!" the chairman's instructions again.

A cold-faced young man stepped forward, and instantly the entire room turned silent. The Dormitory of Two Sons. Not because of his ability. But because he was the heir of the sect. First son of Bao Hu. Brother Jialin. But never get along with Jialin and his gang. His strength level was equivalent to his sister's. A little bit of a blame for a potential leader.

One after another, each disciple ascended the altar according to the order of their respective dorm numbers with an average of twenty-one strength levels. More did not pass the selection after Dormitory Two.

Dormitory Seven is on the final list!

If it can be eliminated.

The most secluded hostel with the fewest members.

The spectators had even started to dwindle when it was their turn. No one was interested in seeing the results because it was obvious.

Be fat!

Only the remaining few disciples were still left, it was also the wolf horde that was ready to pounce and make fun of them.

Lim Hua advanced first because he was the Chairman of the Dormitory.

The nosy mouth of the Jialin horde started to be noisy.

But after Lim Hua landed his sword on that spiritual power measuring pillar, the entire room turned silent.

His strength level turned out to be the most superior of all the seeded disciples.

Thirty-five!