Chapter 30: What sort of situation is this?

Chapter 30: What sort of situation is this?

Ahhhh! Five recruits encircled Morton. They unleashed the strength they accumulated as they brandished their weapons.

The long-ax in Mortons hand was like a long and powerful arm. Along with a series of metal sparks that emitted from their weapons the various swords and pikes in the recruits hands had all been knocked flying because of his move.

What- Before they could react the long-ax reminiscent of a death gods sickle suddenly went towards them while raising dirt in its wake.

The axe swung 360 degrees and sent all five of them flying on top of it like barbeque skewers. The five recruits who had just fainted were pitifully picked up like a big pinwheel they were eventually flung outwards. Just like salted fish they crashed against the metal walls of the arena.

Alright I see it now I finally understand why theres a need to design built-in metal walls in the arena.

While he saw the inhumane and one-sided massacre currently happening in front of him Ji Bai silently interjected in his thoughts.

Because of cowardice you have abandoned your allies. The only thing thats awaiting you is a fight with the enemy alone. Ever since time immemorial that has never been a wise choice. A thick and muffled voice interrupted Ji Bai from silently observing from the sidelines. As he abruptly checked his surroundings he saw that there was only him left in this entire battle-scarred arena Then he saw the big tin-can slowly walk towards himself. It was extremely obvious that the words he said earlier were meant for Ji Bai.

Hmm? Im the only one left? That was fast. Ji Bai assessed the bodies of newcomers that were tragically sprawled about the arena. He was now certain of his thoughts. He turned to look at the hourglass and realized that less than half of its content had flowed down.

Alright. This match shall end with the new students being unable to even touch a hair on Mortons body. Full stop.

I hope you will engrave this lesson onto your heart new student. Inside the helmet Morton shot a meaningful glance at the new student who brought no protective equipment but instead carried a rusted and tattered sword.

Hey! A good shows about to start! Above the spectator stand Lin Tuo wished for nothing but to take out a pack of popcorn right now and sit down to watch this scene with bliss.

Mister Ji Bai With her small claws covering her heart Keer was silently praying for Ji Bais safety from the bottom of her heart.

Alright it really looks like theres only me left. Ji Bai thought.

The examination is over. I would like to congratulate you on perfectly passing the combat test. The refined teenager gradually stood up from the judges seat. Then with eyes filled with interest he assessed this teenager of mysterious origins in front of him.

Although the few audiences in the scene were at a loss at what happened in front of them he had witnessed it clearly.

Oh I passed? In that case can I come up now?

Of course you can. Can I ask whats your name student? The refined man gave an amiable smile.

Ji Bai.

Ji Bai Alright Ji Bai youre free to leave the arena now.

Holy shit!? What just happened? On the spectators seats Lin Tuo was incessantly using his spectacles cloth to wipe its lenses. He just couldnt believe his own eyes as he repeatedly ascertained the situation below.

Compared to humans the eyesight of the Asiatic race was obviously much keener. Keer who had barely made out Ji Bais actions had opened her tiny mouth so wide that one could fit a small apple in it.

Youre still in a daze? Lets go isnt there still a written exam? Ji Bai who had just come up from the arena below patted Lin Tuo. He had just recovered from the shock of having his world-view collapse.

This new student is pretty interesting dont you think? The refined man gave a faint smile and shifted his sight towards the side.

Hes a knight. At least a lord class. From the corner of the darkness a man draped with a mantle and a black iron mask on his face slowly walked out. He proceeded to the front of the refined man.

Someone with such an ability-grade shouldnt be a new student. The man smiled.

Do you need to send some men to observe him?Theres no need. Petty tricks like sneaking around have never been of use against those higher-class knights. Instead it would only cause unneeded suspicion The refined man smiled as he spoke up to this point.

Speaking of which phantom. As a fellow lord-class knight what are your odds of success against him?

50%. The masked man replied after he murmured with contemplation.