The Way of the Sword (BL) - Chapter 164

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Well, the end of that group was quite obvious; unfortunately, Xiong Jia didn’t pass the test, even though he tried to learn well, that was not possible in a short time. As was to be expected, Hu Dewei passed the test easily in the same way that Shou Zuo was a perfect test (500 points). In addition to Hu Dewei, two others passed with the minimum (100 points), the accessories they wore could be seen as belonging to wealthy families, and a little boy of 11 years passed with 150 points, which was quite interesting given the child’s age.

“You should know your place!” an 11-year-old child grunted before Xiong Jia was called to face the puppet. This was the same boy who mocked her in the cafeteria in the restaurant and who had made the two-week trip in hell, doing violent and heavy bullying.

Xiong Jia shuddered when she heard the voice of this fellow disciple, but she pretended not to hear and faced the wooden puppet, a pity that she failed. However, she learned a lot, and later she would practice this stroke until she reached a level of understanding of her own.

She was like that in the past life too, many made fun of her, but she was still brave and training more than everyone, luckily, this time she even found good people who cheered for her, who knows life might not be that bad this time.

Unfortunately, the young disciple Qiang Feng managed to pass by demonstrating his family’s strength and wealth in the process because he had been eating Qi-rich foods since childhood and had superior teachers. What made him even more arrogant, he looked at Xiong Jia as if he were a small insect, barely waiting for the moment that he could mock and step on her.

Qiang Feng didn’t understand the reason for his own hatred for Xiong Jia, he only saw her once in the camp and he felt that he couldn’t live in the same place as her, that eventually she would step on him and be obliterated. This kind of feeling of hatred and fear was new to him, which was the shiny apple held with all the care of his family. He is too young to understand this kind of feeling and without anyone’s guidance these feelings gave way to anger and uncertainty, so he was always looking at Xiong Jia, he always had to make sure she was unhappy because he felt that only so these horrible feelings would disappear.

“Tsk, that kind of people who are small fish in the capital and are going to take the test in the villages to get a place,” Tai-Yang commented disgruntled. He had seen his share of idiotic and boastful people in his life.

It’s not that Tai-Yang felt protective for Xiong Jia, but since Zemin Yan was protective of her, he also showed consideration, of course, to his expert eyes people like Qiang Feng are just clowns jumping from side to side.

Chong Bo smiled watching as Qiang Feng, the God Butcher of the War God faction, acted pompously, while Xiong Jia, God Slaughter, was meekly in Zemin Yan’s group. Xiong Jia had her eyes closed as if she were thinking deeply, making Chong Bo smile when she saw the working attitude of the girl.

Who would be the winner of this life?

This was something she didn’t know, either, but it would be interesting to look at her former divine colleagues playing with mortals while competing with each other. Weren’t they all looking for new beginnings and new meanings in life?

While many things were going on in Chong Bo’s mind, Zemin Yan’s group received Xiong Jia very calmly and they tried to cheer the girl up, she just smiled shyly and she said that everything was fine, so she went into meditation since she was inspired by the training puppet’s teachings. The teenage couple, Huang Deshi and Bai Lin was having a pink (aka dog food) conversation, ignoring the tension of everyone around them.

“If you are the best, you will gain a prize,” Huang Deshi said pulling on Bai Lin’s hand. The slender, pale fingers contrasted with Bai Lin’s shiny black skin.

Bai Lin wanted to question with his best friend/boyfriend / young master how he had learned to act flirtatiously.

“What is the prize?” Bai Lin asked even though he knew he shouldn’t provoke Huang Deshi. He himself was still confused as to how the friendship/follower relationship became a flirtatious pink relationship. So, he shouldn’t provoke this young master to not be intimidated afterward, but his heart already seemed to be in the hands of Huang Deshi.

“What do you think?” Huang Deshi asked looking directly into Bai Lin’s amber eyes, Huang Deshi’s eyes were brown like black tea, they were shiny and soft making anyone’s heart feel soft. Bai Lin who was the target of those eyes felt overwhelmed by the favor and his heart raced in his chest, he was a little embarrassed and looked away.

“Ah, too beautiful!” he thought, unaware of the feeling that welled up in his heart. They were friends/followers yesterday, but now being boyfriends; he felt that Huang Deshi’s level of beauty had increased 10 times more than normal.

“Number 3”

The disciples gathered on the platform once again, the audience lost interest in the disciples below the Realms Foundation level; after all, they were just lucky little fish.

As expected Bai Lin reached the perfect score (500 points), of course, many in the audience and Master Han Yie’s guests looked disapprovingly at Bai Lin, after all, he was a dark-skinned half-blooded demon, who should gladly be submissive to other human martial cultivators so as not to attract attention.

Bai Lin felt the looks of hostility, hatred, and prejudice weighing on his body, but he only visualized Huang Deshi’s handsome face and remembered his words, so he managed to pass without being affected by the grudge of the generations of others.