The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 14 - Writing and Physical Exams

When the morning came, Xue Zhan, Kang Jian and Jiazhen Yan returned to the academy building. The gazes of dozens of people were fixed towards them with whispers, all eyes were attached to Xue Zhan.

"The devil wants to be a swordsman? Look at what the genius of the Eternal Valley did. So desperate to find a disciple to want to forge an evil demon?"

"I don't care, what is certain is that Emperor Ziran is not the one who will be silent after knowing that this Devil is still alive. He'll kill her soon." The blue cloud-robed man covered his mouth with the long sleeves of his robe, while the others simply nodded in agreement.

Xue Zhan did not care about the remark.

She did not sleep all night, Jiazhen Yan was the same. The young man got drowsy and hit people.

"Baj*ngan! Get out of my way!" jiazhen Yan exclaimed at the feet of the male disciple he was handcuffing.

"But you took my path ..."

"All the roads here have my ancestors! Go there!"

The young man's eyes glanced all over with fury.

"What do you see, huh?!"

Then the people immediately pretended not to see and returned with their respective activities. The sequence number starts to be called when the exam starts. First was the written exam, Xue Zhan entered a different room with Jiazhen Yan.

As the exam progressed, Xue Zhan was a bit of a drunkenness. Only a few questions can be answered. The rest, Xue Zhan thought about it until his head was on fire.

When Xue Zhan glanced towards the door, Jiazhen Yan was already waiting for him while pulling an arrogant smile, his face as if saying, I am superior to you, stupid! Ahaha!'

Second exam, physical exam.

Inside each room twenty-five disciples, they were welcome to wait inside to watch the fight of each participant and would be called one by one according to the sequence number. It just so happened that Jiazhen Yan and Xue Zhan were one room away.

"You nervous? Heh, suck!" Jiazhen Yan folded both hands in front of his chest, still loyal to his arrogant face. "How would it be if the me, the genius disciple, was admired by many and the greatest of all the disciples here! Must have buried himself so nervous."

"If I were you, I'd choke myself. You don't see yourself sniffing so much that the committee's talk is cut off because of your cry? It's like a chicken laying eggs. Petok." Xue Zhan to the point of practicing the sound of a chicken, Jiazhen Yan furrowed his brows in annoyance.

"Hmphs. If I'm calm, don't be surprised. You may be amazed but I only allow one second to admire this great Young Master Jiazhen."

Xue Zhan seemed to be immune to a super-noisy creature named Jiazhen Yan. He was also not sure if his friend was really silent or a lie. In addition, the number is getting closer to the number. Xue Zhan saw one by one the participants fall down. But many could survive and be declared graduates.

In that physical exam, the rules were very simple. There will be three judges judging and one other person - the equivalent of a medium swordsman being the opponent. Only need to attack him three times, it will be declared a pass. Of course it is not easy about the man, it takes a stance and strategy. It all goes back to the jury's judgment.

It had only been ten seconds since Jiazhen Yan had said he would be silent, the young man chirped back. He did not listen at all to the match and instead focused on one of the participants who were slim, thin and haphazard.

"Refr ... Ahahah, oi, look! The boy's face was like a monkey, your friend, Xue Zhan!"

Xue Zhan had a glance, wanting to plash Jiazhen Yan's head.

"My friend you're a fool! You're the monkey!"

Jiazhen Yan put up a mupeng face. "Oh, yes," he murmured. "You're trying to call me a monkey?"

"Finally self-conscious."

Jiazhen Yan had just wanted to invade Xue Zhan, but his name was suddenly called. He was forced to stop and go straight ahead. Some people shuddered in horror when they felt Jiazhen Yan air around them.

"Next participant with the number 203, Jiazhen Yan, please prepare! The fight starts from three ... Two ... Sa"

The man had yet to finish his words and suddenly a strong wind invaded, Jiazhen Yan's opponent was surprised to find the fiery attack. He bounced against the wall with a bloody nose, the disciple and some of the organizers were not even able to see for sure what had just happened.

But one of the judges said, "Alright, you pass."

The less than one second strike hit the opponent three times until it bounced off. Xue Zhan was stunned.

Jiazhen Yan is indeed very powerful. He still remembered their training last night and how he was unable to attack Jiazhen Yan in the slightest other than just dodging his attacks and that was still often mischievous.

Jiazhen Yan once again turned his head towards Xue Zhan with the same look, yet his voice resounded throughout the room. Scoundrel himself.

"I'm superior to you, I told you not to be so dazzled, hahahaa!"

Jiazhen Yan shook his head while walking outside the room. Totally satisfied.

"Wait for you outside, no matter what happens you have to graduate. Or I'll cut your head off!"

There was a very small sound as it passed through Xue Zhan. "Devil like you doesn't deserve to stand here, I'm unfortunately going to kill all your hopes right now."

The man had stood before Xue Zhan.

"Alright, sequence number 204, Xue Zhan! You have five minutes to hit the opponent three times, if you hit him three times then you pass! The opponent is not allowed to strike back! Perform any attack and without the will to kill. The fight starts from three ... Two ..."

Xue Zhan is getting ready.

"One!"

The sword in his hand was a real sword, Xue Zhan had only held it for the first time. She's feeling nervous. Meanwhile looking at his enemy now, Xue Zhan was unsure but such a man had ill intentions towards him.

The first two minutes passed, Xue Zhan attacked from various sides. He is always close to the opponent. And always fail.

The third minute, Xue Zhan slashed his sword from above. The opponent dodged, but with his trickery, Xue Zhan used his feet to punt him from below as he let his guard down.

One point collected. Xue Zhan only had two more minutes.

The fight began to feel thrilling. Xue Zhan growled, the man complicating his path. Whereas when he saw the selection of other students was not this difficult.

"What's wrong? You surrendering? Haha. Poor thing."

That whisper made Xue Zhan rise in blood. Sure enough, the man did not intentionally give him a chance. Cold sweat began to fall on his temple, Xue Zhan's breathing was wheezing.

If he lost, Kang Jian would bear the shame. He would make others insult his Master. Xue Zhan tightened his fist.

"Can't give up, it's still not enough ..."

"Ten seconds left!"

"Nine ..."

Xue Zhan advanced, attacking straight from the front. Still believe he might get a chance.

"Eight ... Seven ... Six ..."

Time continued to pass, his opponent fended off everything easily.

"Give up, you don't deserve to be anything but trash." The whisperings of his opponent further intimidated him

"Five ... Four ...!"

Xue Zhan threw one small blade from above silently and attacked from the other direction. The man did not notice it and the moment Xue Zhan to attack, he managed to retreat. But the knife hit his shirt to the point of being torn.

Two points.

There are only three seconds left. Xue Zhan was within a considerable distance allowing to earn one final point.

"Three!"

The young man drew his sword, performing the Wind Sword Dance move quickly. The wind whirled around his feet.

"Two!"

The attack is about to be released. Xue Zhan opened his eyes wide. He was just about to let go of the stance but suddenly an attack came in and thwarted him.

"One! Time's up!"

So fast and invisible was the attack his opponent made, all that was visible was Xue Zhan failing to pull out a stance in his last second.

"It can't be ..."

"You failed, please try again the next selection. Keep practicing and developing your skills. For the next sequence number, expect to be prepared!" The jury said firmly.

Xue Zhan wanted to say something but his tongue was very faint. Can't believe. But clearly the opponent is not allowed to attack the participant. But the cunning man was very quick in attacking and managed to escape the supervision of the jury. Unless those judges were indeed conspiring with his opponent to thwart Xue Zhan.

Fail. Xue Zhan has failed. Failed to pass this test, failed to become a disciple and failed to keep the promise to his own friend.

The man smiled cunningly. "I told you, I'll eliminate you here. Forget your ideals and die into a carcass in a pile of trash."