Chapter 51.2: Mercilessly Cruel Compet.i.tion
"First team, number four, number nine, number eighteen, number twenty six, number fifty three....."
Qing Yu lowered her eyes to glance at the number token she had been given when she had just come in. Three hundred and sixty eight.
It was said that there was originally almost a thousand contestants taking part but after the strict initial selection round, they had filtered out many people who had sought to deceive their way through, and there were only five hundred people who made it through smoothly.
Her number token was a little further back and if they were drawn out by sequence, it would be a long time before her number would be called out.
There were about forty to fifty people standing upon the arena platform at that moment, and with the slight ring of a bell, the huge isolation barrier rose up from the ground abruptly, to surround everyone inside completely. Many text characters then appeared right at the top, packed densely together, flashing at a very fast speed.
"This round will mainly test you on your memory and level of tolerance. What we have here before your eyes is a long lost swordplay manual created by one of the ancient powers. You are required to memorize and recite it within an incense stick’s time before you can come out. Once an incense stick’s time has pa.s.sed, the s.p.a.ce in there will shrink by half, and the air inside will grow thinner and thinner. Unless you choose to give up and forfeit, otherwise you will suffocate and die in there."
Xian Xin Zi’s clear and sweet sounding voice slowly grew louder, and they then saw that the text characters were flashing faster and faster.
Once those words came out, everyone was all equally stunned with shock for a moment.
[What is going on here?]
[The first round’s contest is..... mem..... memorizing a book? ?]
[And they are only given an incense stick’s time! ?]
The young men and women who had only cared to cultivate with swords and sabres almost went mad with astoundment at that moment.
[What in h.e.l.l! ? Why must the test be on memorizing a book! ?]
[When they had been playing truant from cla.s.ses like anything back then? Asking them to be like those feeble and pathetic scholars who memorized books and recited poetry, they would very much rather suffer a couple of sword slashes than that!]
While those schooled in both literary and martial arts who had a little literary talents in their tummies were much calmer. [It is just memorizing a book. It couldn’t be any easier than that.]
Qing Yu looked at the stunned and flabbergasted bunch of people on the arena platform, and she could not help but laugh. "This compet.i.tion is actually rather interesting."
Among the several tens of people, there were actually a few familiar faces. One of them was Yu Xiao Ning whom she had had the affinity to meet once back at the cave the other day, and the sisters Yan Xi Wu and Yan Xi Ruo were also inside.
As the Green Wave Kingdom’s most talented lady, Yu Xiao Ning not only possessed outstanding talents, her cultivation level was not all that low as well.
She merely stood there to stare quietly at the characters rolling past very quickly, and then collected her thoughts for a moment before her lips parted to recite: "At the dawn of time, Yin and Yang were locked in incessant battle, cleaving the Heavens and split the Earth, to morph into one sword. Those not righteous of heart shall not practice, those with clear spirits roots do not understand, one’s sword cleaves metal like mud, hair like silk, drinks the blood of depraved evil....."
Without a doubt, Yu Xiao Ning came right out, leaving the looks of envy, jealousy and hatred from everyone behind her, as the one incense stick burned out by a third.
"Heh heh heh, Ning Ning is indeed our Green Wave Kingdom’s most talented lady. That was really fast!" Yu Jing Zhuo said with a highly proud expression on his face. That was his younger sister and there was no need to say how much face he had gained from that.
And the remaining bunch of people on the arena platform were wringing their brains dry to forcefully memorize it. Time ticked by bit by bit, and a good half of the incense stick has burned out, seemingly like it was burning at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
When Yu Xiao Ning was coming off the stage, Yu Jing Zhuo immediately went over to her with a face smiling in delight. "Ning Ning, you’ve got a rather good memory there! Looks like you’ve been working rather hard!"
Yu Xiao Ning raised up an eyebrow. "Do I need to work hard for this? If Third Brother doesn’t put all his thoughts solely on all those pretty ladies, you will be able to do it too."
As she said that, she was even giving him such a sincere and earnest look.
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