Apotheosis

The disciple of the 13th place felt hopeless. The remaining higher-ranked disciples couldn't possibly get a lower point than he got. This meant that he could be ruled out even though he had got more than 3, 000 points.

When Wurth Zhang came out of the white fog, he was wearing a satisfied smile on his face. His face said that he was confident about his performance.

The tutor then announced loudly, "Wurth Zhang, 4, 033 points!"

He was the first one to obtain a score higher than 4, 000.

The following test was no suspense at all. What they cared about was how many points the disciples could get. These outer disciples were excellent, and as long as they showed their actual strength, they could all turn into inner disciples.

After the tutor announced Henry Hao's score of 5, 500, it was finally Zen Luo's turn to take the test.

Most people paid attention to Zen's performance on this test.

All of the people were expecting that Zen would give the best performance, and he might probably get twice as high as Henry's score.

Some of the disciples turned to look at Ben since they heard that Zen was vying for the top seven inner disciples. But they knew that Ben's point was as high as 18, 000, so Zen would probably fail to surpass that.

"Well, Ben, are you nervous?" an inner disciple beside Ben asked.

When Ben looked around, he saw that it was the second-ranked inner disciple. Seeing his expression of schadenfreude, Ben felt a little annoyed. There could be a chance that Zen would get the highest point amongst the inner disciples, and if that happened, Ben would be ruled out of the competition.

Ben felt angry knowing that he had become the laughing stock. The second-ranked disciple was at grade nine of the nature level, almost at the consummation of the nature level. And Ben was so much weaker than him, so all he could do was to wait w

Zen had to give his best.

"Bang!"

When Zen tried to cut the nearest one, the figure just fended off the sword. This caught Zen by surprise.

'The figures at grade six of nature level are really different from others I have encountered. They are much stronger. But do they think they can survive my fairy weapon?' Zen thought with a cold smile. Zen waved his sword hard, and a grating sound was heard when the Streamer Sword hit one of the figures' weapon. He cut the weapon and the man with one hit, and then the man turned into white fog.

After Zen killed one, another four figures charged at him. Zen couldn't take them all at once, so he had to have a plan.

He strode aside quickly to avoid their attack. At the same time, he began to fight back like a snowflake in the storm.

"Flick the sword!" Zen shouted.

Flick the sword was one of the most powerful motions in the basic swordsmanship. His hand holding the sword pulled back while his right foot was raised. His whole body tilted. Then he stamped his right foot on the ground. Together with the strength of his right foot, Zen's whole body formed a high mountain and crashed forward like huge stone falling from high mountain with great power towards the four warriors.