Evaluation Day(I)
Blake almost peed his pants. The boy was too horrifying! He had knocked him out with two hits this time. He couldn't even put up a fight like before. At that moment, Blake felt that an adult Iron-skin Rattus had crashed into him. He could not feel his arms anymore, and his internal organs were shivering. He felt like he was dying.
At this juncture of life and death, Blake quickly dropped his pride and begged for mercy. Street fights were forbidden on the streets of Old Steel Village, not to mention killing.
As much as Erian wanted to kill him, unless he remains hidden, he wouldn't be able to be a scavenger anymore and gaining admission to an academy would be a pipe dream.
Suppressing the thought, he picked up the silver-coloured rod and pointed it at Blake. "Give me everything you have."
Blake was confused. You're still in the mood for robbery?
Blake said, "K-kid, better don't go too far!"
"Pa!"
The sounds of bones being crushed sounded out and an inhuman shriek escaped Blake's mouth.
"I won't ask you again."
"Alright! Alright!! Take what you want!" Blake screamed, clutching his now broken leg with his broken arms.
Erian ignored his scream and groped for a while and found a wallet, which contained about Three thousand bronx in cash, he also found three Body Cleansing Serums on him, making Erian's eyes lit up. With this, his cultivation would progress more speedily.
His face then changed as he glared with anger, "You are truly poor. Do not let me see you again, or I will beat you up once more. Breaking three limbs wouldn't be the end of it. Your spine is still there."
Erian then headed for his home.
A minute after Erian left, Blake's lackeys arrived.
One of the lackeys asked, "Brother Blake, A-are you all right?"
"Fvck! Where were you guys!?" Blake cursed in anger.
"My hands and legs are broken! Don't touch me! Dammit! Inform my cousin about this now!"
Secretly, Blake made up his mind not to come to this place again. A kid who wasn't even his age had knocked him down without much trouble? Was he already a level seven? But even so, the boy was still unreasonably strong!
After about an hour, The lackeys carried Blake towards a middle-aged man in black since Gu Tian seemed busy.
Blake wailed the moment he saw the man. "Brother Gunther, help me, Brother Gunther! My bones are broken! I've suffered severe internal injuries!"
Gunther was in a foul mood after being woken up this early in the morning. He frowned at Fu Tian's troublesome cousin. "What happened?"
Tears flowed from Blake's face like a river. "Brother Gunther, it was the boy brother asked us to watch. He appeared out of nowhere and knocked me down! Brother, you must settle the score for me! Or I will not be satisfied! "
Gunther was slightly surprised. He had little respect for Blake, but the guy was a level-six fisher after all. If his enemy had crushed Blake like this and even bent an iron rod, his enemy's combat ability was at least in level seven. In that case, even Gunther wasn't sure he could finish him easily.
Gunther then asked, "Are you sure it was him?"
Brother Blake nodded like a pecking chicken, "Absolutely. Although it was a bit dark, how could I not recognise that brat's voice?."
Gunther furrowed his eyebrow. Was there a 15-year-old level-seven genius within Old Steel Village? Yes, but they were all geniuses and were few. They could be counted on one hand and don't reside within the slums but on the highvillage side.
Does this mean that another genius has risen within the slums?
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The culprit behind the whole thing was hungrily munching on a large piece of meat and bread at a restaurant before the school and complaining about why this coasted 350 bronx.
The school gate was rather lively in the morning. Many students were coming for classes. More of the big shot coming and the evaluation had spread, therefore everyone came to try their luck. Even kids who had no money to enroll and does odd jobs around the slum also came to try their luck
Erian quickly finished up with his food and rushed into the school, his mouth still filled.
The head instructor gazed like a tiger watching its prey as Erian ducked his body and scuttled little by little to the closed school gate. Erian let out a breath and checked his watch 7:29 — just in the nick of time!
Just like all the other high schools in other villages, towns and the city, his high-school has entered early into the yearly "Crazed University Entrance Exam Season". An aura of murder permeated through the campus, similar to that of a battlefield. Right through the school gate entrance towered a gigantic screen in the centre. Upon it were several words:
"Time until the entrance exams: 60 days 18 hours 32 minutes and 22 seconds!"
The numbers on the large screen pulsed and changed every second. The change was small, but it brought the exam candidates a great deal of pressure.
On the buttom of the screen were several lines of words:
"Gain admittance into the Seven Grand Universities. Become a Titan. Step onto the apex of the world!!!"
A fervent and passionate march resonated through the campus. Nearly a thousand students moved like a tide of water, rushing towards the sports field. Erian increased his footsteps as well, sneaking into the tide of people. As soon as they arrived at the field, the tide of people separated into three sections, changing into completely different groups.
The first group had about twenty students. All carried a dignified appearance with handsome and beautiful features appearing chiseled by nature. These were the overbearing and arrogant heaven's chosen talents. The school uniforms that covered their bodies were made from Gold-lotus silk, custom tailored, and refined by Level-Nine Experts. They fluttered in the absence of wind, nuclear energy automatically move towards them softly like the wind.
All these contributed to give an uncommon martial appearance. These people were of the "Important Class" of students; each was a one-out-of-thousand geniuses. They had the strength to be accepted into any universities within the town and even some hope of entering the city!