The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 47 - The Face of Defeat and a Letter
There was only one more fight left, Xue Zhan against Ming Ming. The fight was so fierce, the girl did have a short height but her agility was far above the average participant. Makes him superior in some fights.
Xue Zhan was unwilling to give up his 10 points for Ming Ming, defending as best he could with his strength that was beginning to thin. They had already fought in succession without a long and reasonable break at this moment of exhaustion. Tang Quan seemed to be unconcerned and forced the fight to continue.
Xue Zhan remained focused, on the other hand the distant Ming Ming who had exhausted started the difficulty of controlling the spear, his feet dug and fell sitting on the arena floor.
Seeing that Xue Zhan wanted to attack Ming Ming raised his hand, "I give up." Her shoulders were up and down, sweat was pouring down her face, the girl could not force her threshold anymore or she would faint silly in front of the other participants.
Xue Zhan stopped on the spot. Samar looks a smile on his face, he managed to get through this round with the acquisition of 45 points. But as before, it does not guarantee its position is safe because there are still 5 participants with the lowest points to be dropped.
The first-floor arena was back full, fifteen participants were back there. Various expressions were seen, happy, scared, nervous, sad and disappointed. Xue Zhan caught one arrogant face amidst the participants, as usual, he was too arrogant, people took his path just a little directly shouted at.
The announcement of value was made there. They line up in order. Xue Zhan in the last row heard carefully when Tang Quan and Yong Guang mentioned the acquisition of the value from the sequence number 656 to 676.
Now it was his turn when Yong Guang said, "Sort number 666 with 45 points! Then 667 with 60 points!"
Xue Zhan's eyes glared at Jiazhen Yan, her accursed friend getting a perfect score. The highest among the other students.
"Huhu cry, that envious face of yours pity me," Jiazhen Yan tucked into him, coincidentally they were next to each other and Xue Zhan immediately stomped on his friend's feet.
"Ouch!"
"What's behind?!" Tang Quan looked towards Jiazhen Yan furiously.
"Nothing, Senior." Xue Zhan quibbled, Jiazhen Yan wanted to go berserk but saw the place he had locked her up.
"This fucking midget."
The announcement continues until it arrives where the tension begins. Announcement of participants with the lowest value, although they can guess the names with the lowest value but still there are some participants with the same value acquisition. One of them will fall.
"The name of the participant with the lowest value is ..." Tang Quan read the paper, hung up his sentence and looked at the expressions of the young men in the first-floor arena. Pallid.
"Gu Tao, Nam Yun, Yu Mei'er, Fang Quan, and lastly Ming Ming."
After the names made some shock, Ming Ming was successfully selected as the five defending participants in the first floor arena and scored 5 points higher than the other two participants.
"Why?"
Xue Zhan looked at the desperate gaze of Ming Ming, imagining that he was in that position right now, forced to give up his dream of qualifying for the first preliminary round selection. It's not about losing or winning. But about their honor, their dreams, their teachers and the name of the college they carry. Losing in the first round was too painful to imagine.
"The names that have been called please step out of line and leave this place! Go home to your place and say welcome to the Intermediate Swordsman Exam in another year and a half."
The closure from Tang Quan did not sound at all friendly, the five participants swallowed bitterly the defeat, even four out of the five people cried, closing the door of the building with deep disappointment.
Xue Zhan gulped.
He doesn't want to experience the same thing.
"You guys seen her? Those faces of failure, aren't they heartbreaking?" Yong Guang in a soft voice spoke, drawing back the attention of the fifteen participants who had been staring at the departure of the five people with fear.
"You can get to this point thanks to your own efforts. Stop worrying about the failures of others. Keep your head up and step forward. This test teaches you to be able to live by your own principles. In service, mission is mission. Put aside your emotions, your pity, if it breaks the rules that have been set. Who are you here for?"
No one answered.
"For everyone. Not just for one or two people. Fight like a weapon with life, serve like a man in love; you have no reason to fear for what you stand for."
*
The waiter delivers food to each participant's room, the night has gone down, soon there will be a small event in the courtyard of the dormitory is very spacious. Aim to cheer up the participants after a long fight in the first round. Until this second, out of a thousand participants there were about 250 participants who had been killed and repatriated to their respective residences or Empires.
Xue Zhan sat on the edge of the upper terrace directly facing the spacious courtyard, watching the crowd from the top floor was enough to calm down.
But that calm instantly dissipated when a demon harassed him.
Jiazhen Yan rubbed his nose, "I smell the smells of poverty."
"Hey, this demon again. Far away, your body stinks of hell." Jiazhen Yan glared and twisted the skin of her arms like mothers who were scolding her child.
"Accuse me, hey, you know no pain?"
"Where is your teacher Kang Jian? Isn't it now that Master can meet his student?" He looked left right looking for the person he meant. Unseen, Xue Zhan himself knew his thunder must have been busy watching over the course of the Intermediate Swordsman Examination considering he was the core watchdog part.
"There he is."
Jiazhen Yan furrowed his brows, "Where? Not visible."
"In his room."
With a flurry of gasps slid to the back of his head, Xue Zhan almost jumped.
"Talk right."
"You're a bitch first. My teacher is busy, is it your own teacher?"
"I've fired it."
Jiazhen Yan retaliates against the plate. Xue Zhan sneered while asking.
"Two days away from the second preliminary round, what do you think the fight will be like?"
"Uncertainly, every year the way of selection inevitably changes. But I can assure you, after this a team will be formed."
Xue Zhan nodded.
"Just hope you won't come face to face with me, midget squid. I broke your teammate's neck. Hah, I better get some sleep."
Jiazhen Yan made Xue Zhan's ears hot, the friend went straight into room 666 and closed the door. Suddenly Xue Zhan stood up while cursing, "Hoi, you're in the wrong room! The one you entered was my room, after all!"
His shout made the birds perched on the roof of the dormitory fly.
A moment of Xue Zhan was distracted as an eagle flew towards him, he raised a hand. Took a letter at the foot of the bird that flew back.
One sentence on the small paper made him smile.
'Congratulations.'
The message from Kang Jian for him, his master still paid attention to Xue Zhan even though he was busy with work.
"Thank you Master, I will definitely not let you down."