Lord Of Martial Arts

The whole process was becoming more and more interesting to Darren.

Finding the flaws in the so-called perfect blade skill filled him with a great sense of accomplishment.

Since he had begun this, he had fallen into a trance-like state, becoming completely oblivious of himself. This was something he had never experienced in his cultivation before.

This allowed him to gradually find more and more flaws.

As time here was frozen, he had no concept of how much time had passed either, but in that time he had found around four hundred flaws.

But that was in fact the trouble; he had only found four hundred.

In order to find these flaws, Darren had studied the blade skill more than a million times!

He had pulled all the brain power he possibly could but still could not find any more flaws.

He had hit a wall, one that was truly difficult to break through.

And at a bad time too, he was still a long ways away from the over eight hundred flaws he was supposed to find.

"This appears to be my limit," Darren sighed, somewhat exhausted and disappointed.

He believed he had figured out all the flaws there were and there was nothing more he could do.

As it stood, he had only completed half the mission and this only heightened his frustration.

It even began driving him to question whether he had enough talent or comprehension to complete the task before him.

But he did not let all this get the better of him. Instead, he was calm and forced himself to remain so to think it over and find a solution.

In the past, he might not have been able to suppress his irritation so easily, but after experiencing the baptism of time, it was not so difficult anymore.

It seemed that perhaps the owner of the Archean relic was very far sighted indeed. Only a genius capable of remaining calm and collected would be able to get his inheritance. And those who could not would most likely kill themselves due to the torture of endless time in this place.

More than forty beams of light enveloped more than forty human talents.

All of whom were being tested.

"That's it. I give up! It's impossible. It's impossible!"

It took a long while, but eventually, someone finally broke the silence.

"How is it possible that this fist skill has four hundred flaws? I've only found twelve. This is killing me!"

Once that cultivator had finished speaking, the beam of light left his body. He had given up and quite obviously failed the test.

"It seems my talent is far from enough. I've only found sixty-eight flaws. Is this the end f

was dancing. But still, no one could tell exactly what was going on.

"Is someone attacking him?" Weber shouted, his face darkening as he seemed to be on alert.

"No way. It couldn't be that. No one attacked us," Lindsay responded, staring intently into the beam of light.

"I'm going to check what's going on. I can't see clearly from here!"

Sally could not contain herself any longer and flew towards Darren.

Slap!

A ray of white light slammed into her back and left her shoulder bleeding.

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts so much!" Sally screeched, bursting into tears.

"You should not have been so impulsive. Come here, let me give you a massage," offered Weber.

"Hey! Get away from Sally! She's not some helpless little thing for you to take advantage of! Any closer and I'll beat you to a pulp," Beatty said furiously, staring Weber down.

"There must be some sort of misunderstanding. I just care about her, that's it," Weber replied nervously in defense.

"Look how big that wound is, how could you rub that? Are you out of your goddamn mind? Leave us alone!" Beatty yelled. Weber was perplexed, confused by what exactly he had done. He really did not know.

"Hey, quiet down. Look, Darren is coming out!"

Darren then suddenly began to move out of the beam of light.

They all collectively held their breath and fixed their eyes on Darren, not a single one of them daring to blink. Had he done it?

Darren was everyone's last hope. If he failed, it would mean it'd all end here.

The way they saw it, Finley and Sandy Lou were just doing their best to hold on, they would never actually succeed.

It all depended on Darren and they all believed he would not let them down!