Tempest of the Stellar War - Chapter 528

Chapter 528




 "So many people…" Wang Zheng was left a little speechless .

 But Tree was calm, smiling . "Today's challenge is the Knife Mountain Trial, so naturally everybody wants to try . The only way for those of the Disciple Level to attain the 16 Point martial arts is to enter competitions . This is a reward for those with talent . Brother Charcoal, you're so strong, why not give it a try?"

 Wang Zheng nodded . Although there were many people, but immediately upon entry, it was really a mountain of knives that greeted them .

 The so-called Knife Mountain Trial was to use the Blade Techniques to the limit, rushing through the training route in one go . It tested one's arts' usage and breath control . One wrong breath could leave one as a meat skewer .

 Not too many people would care about the time reward, but everyone wanted the martial arts . However, those that came to participate were fairly confident in their Techniques .

 Beside the Knife Mountain Trial, there was a stone plaque, on which a name was carved – Mu .

 Tree's eyes filled with reverence . "Mu is a legend of this world . He has taken first place in virtually all the trials . Till date, many of his records stand, having never been beaten . "

 "Besides getting their name carved, are there other benefits for having the best performance?" Wang Zheng asked .

 Tree was taken aback . "I'm sure there are . But that's impossible . Those that can be beaten have already been beaten . Those that remain are impossible . Mu is one of the 5 Great Saints of the Saint world . Even in the Saint level, he's an expert .

 Wang Zheng rubbed his nose . Seemed like this guy was something .

 Perhaps seeing Wang Zheng unconcerned, Tree hastened to add, "In this world, the ones you must not offend are the Saints . Not only is their power unbelievable, but in the real world they're also important people . Besides, they can all bring their power out into the real world .

 Wang Zheng was unconcerned because it was none of his business . A bunch of trial participants had already rushed forward, and were now yelping pitifully .

 The realism here was high, and they must be feeling some degree of pain . To Wang Zheng it was nothing more than a drizzle, but for others, it must be a whole different matter entirely .

 Although the Knife Mountain route was very long, but any who passed 60m was deemed to have passed . Most were impaled by 30m .



 Moving with just one breath required competency in one's control and usage of the Blade Techniques . Simply guts alone would not get one far .

 Wang Zheng stared at the sharp knives . Honestly, it made one's blood run cold, and such a state of mind definitely affected performance as well .

 In a way, such challenge trials did test a wide range of Techniques . Interesting .

 The first batch of 20 plus people had been cut to shreds . Failure and death in the Saint world were penalized . Most did not care, but in such a situation, they were accorded respect .

 Suddenly, a path opened in the crowd . A person wearing a white dragon-patterned attire strode out .

 Tree pulled Wang Zheng aside . "Mouton is here to challenge again . I wonder if he can succeed this time . "

 Wang Zheng was just about to go and try . Seeing Tree cling thus left him a little annoyed . Why did this timid guy even come to such a place anyway .

 "What's up with this guy? He's just a Disciple like us!"

 "You don't understand, many here are already qualified to rank-up, but continue to bide their time in the Disciple level to sweep the records . It's rumored that ascending to Acolyte class with an engraved record has a different result . To those with talent, ranking-up is not the goal . What they want is to make it to Saint . "

 It had to be said that this Mouton had something about him . Those around him broke out in chatter, causing him to raise a handsome eyebrow . These strugglers around the poverty line were clearly different from him . For him, he could easily pass through, but that was not the point . He wanted to enter the Acolyte level with higher status, so that his progression could be better . Otherwise, he would have to work twice as hard .

 Therefore, he would rather spend more time on the basics now . But the major trials had been dominated by the 5 Great Saints, and a few other experts from the Saint level .

 When those of a higher level descended, the power they could use was capped at the lower levels' standard . However, their understanding of the martial arts could bring forth power that was not of the same level . In their words, this was a completely different dimension .

 Mouton was not satisfied . He was of the Wood affinity, and stood the highest chance of breaking through in the Knife Mountain Trial . Of course, he had passed the trial a long time ago, but he wanted his name carved on the stone plaque, and to replace Mu of the 5 Great Saints . Besides the huge benefits that this would bring, but more importantly, the higher powers would favor him when he entered the Acolyte Tier .

 Otherwise, going it alone was too difficult, even for one with talent .

 The onlookers were staring wide-eyed at Mouton . Mouton extracted his own Blade Techniques . From the sheen, one knew it was at a high level . It glimmered, which indicated that the mastery was already at a peak .



 When the light entered his body, Mouton's eyes glowed with a resplendent light, and rushed the knife mountain like a tornado .

 The Knife Mountain trial was not something easily done in a single breath . Each knife blade needed to be estimated correctly . Missing one added 10m to the required distance, and the distance was not equal . Furthermore, the height of the blades were also different, and the point of descent was different . If one's sense was too sensitive, one would be easily distracted . Too coarse, and one could not stand it .

 Mouton was challenging it for the 12th time . Each time he refined his attempt, although his approach was fairly regulated . This time, he had confidence in breaking 70m . By his calculations, Mu's record was only 70 plus meters, because once past 80m, the knife blades became random, appearing and disappearing . Below the knife blades was boiling magma . It was rumored that those who fell in would 'enjoy' the feeling of being roasted alive . Of course, nobody had done so yet .

 Everybody was watching intently . Mouton's movements were fast and stable . The control of Blade Techniques was competent . Most importantly was his manner, which was calm and composed .

 The corner of Wang Zheng's mouth quirked . Not bad .

 This Knife Mountain trial's setup seemed to be a simplification of the Plum Blossom Stakes, although the variations were less . For this guy to have made it this far, he must have put in a lot of thought and effort .

 If Mouton could hear his thoughts he would have burst with rage . He had spent huge sums to specially build a training room that simulated the changes of this Knife Mountain trial, especially the different changing routes . He had even hired a few professionals in order to help him break the record .

 Mouton smoothly passed the 60m mark, advancing towards the 70m mark . Everybody's eyes were filled with admiration and respect . Some had tried over 100 times but still not passed it, whereas he cleared it with ease . Once past the 60m mark, the difficulty rocketed . But he had gone through it before, and continued steadily past the 70m mark . By this time, the huge energy expenditure had left him pouring with sweat . He had passed his own previous record, and was now in untrod territory . Each step brought him closer to the record .

 To knock Mu off, he would then be one of the Saints' new generation!

 Wang Zheng shook his head slightly . At that moment, Mouton's foot stepped out, but his leg wavered…

 The slight waver was enough to cost Mouton his balance, and he fell .

 In the next instant, Mouton was returned to the starting point . He received no prize, because he had already passed it before . But he had not broken the record, achieving 78m!

 God, everybody sighed in regret .

 Just 2m more, and he would have made the record . Mouton felt his whole body go limp, although his eyes held a look of disappointment and regret .

 He firmly believed that as long as he reached 80m, he could replace Mu . Of course, this was not to say that Mu was any weaker than he was, but that this record was made when he had been at Disciple level . Comparing between levels was pointless .

 He told himself that if he failed this time, he would ascend . He could not spend forever in the Disciple level . To challenge the Saints… perhaps it was too difficult .

 Mouton's score still intimidated many . In an instant, nobody dared to go . Whoever went and succumbed early would feel ashamed .

 At this time, a person wearing a black metal mask walked over .

 Wang Zheng stretched his arms and legs . Who cared about things like Saints or Rich Women? If there were benefits, that was enough for him . He had to make a living, and this deal seemed better than robbing people .

 Wang Zheng took out his Blade Techniques . Instantly, the trial arena was completely silent . Even Mouton, who had been resting on the ground, was shocked .

 Following that, the whole place burst out in disbelieving laughter .

 "Damn, this guy is crazy in the mind . A Basic Point Blade Technique actually came to trial?"

 "Charcoal, this name is old-fashioned . Wearing that broken piece of metal to act cool . "

 "If he passes 10m, I'll change my name to Ash!"

 The crowd eyed Tree . The fool seemed to be accompanying him . At that instant, Tree's expression turned strange .

 Ping… the Blade Technique entered the body .

 Wang Zheng was quickly floating on the knife tip, advancing steadily . His speed was not fast, and he seemed a little unstable . The laughter grew .

 But after a few seconds, the laughter had frozen, as though they had suddenly been slapped mid-laugh .

 Wang Zheng's speed was increasing, and he passed 30m in a flash .

 The Knife Mountain trial was supposed to get harder and harder, with the distance past 80m in the fog . Therefore, everybody's speed got slower with progress . But this person was different . He was actually… speeding up .

 The figure was like a puff of wind, jumping on the knife tips . In an instant, he had passed 60m .

 Was this the end?

 Nope!

 This was just the beginning!

 The person called Charcoal showed no signs of slowing . Mouton's expression had turned sober . He among them knew best . How could someone with a Basic Point Blade Technique pass 60m?

 70m…

 Gods, was this a dream???

 Was he able to go further? Would he still go further??

 Even for an Advanced Point Blade Technique user, 70m would test one's spirit and stamina heavily . Even the circulation of martial arts would reach a wall .

 Especially such a breakneck pace, was simply asking for trouble .

 But, with a quick whirl, Wang Zheng paused in mid-air for a moment, and was on his way . The formation of the knife tips became more and more complex, but they seemed unable to stop him . The only pity was that they could not see Wang Zheng's expression .

 78… 79… 80…

 This…

 Ping…

 Once Wang Zheng reached 80m, the moment he treaded down, the fog disappeared, and a wave of fire burst to the sky . In an instant, he was surrounded by a lava hell, the knives flickering in the fiery trap .