Chapter 20: Senior Sister
“Use your awakened ability to attack me. Don’t hold back.”
After speaking, Luo Er waved her hand, signaling for Nan Jin and Zhong Wei to step back.
Then she closed her eyes.
The girl placed one hand behind her back and pointed at her glabella with the other. “Come on, attack.”
Sweat broke out on Gu Shen’s forehead. He hadn’t awakened any so-called transcendent power at all. Although he had the Ruler of Truth with him, it was impossible for him to take it out and activate it now. This secret needed to be carefully guarded.
How should he attack?
There was no way to do so at all!
Holding her saber, Nan Jin retreated silently and stood beside Zhong Wei, waiting quietly. The extent of Gu Shen’s talent was only described in the file. They had not witnessed it personally.
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
The training ground was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
“…”
Luo Er slowly opened her eyes, but there was no disappointment in them. They were as calm as a mirror as she smiled faintly. “As expected, you can’t use it, can you? You seem to be different from what the old fellows in the Adjudication Bureau guessed. If you participate in the assessment now, the situation will be very bad for you.”
Gu Shen hesitated to speak, but he chose to remain silent.
“It’s okay.” A hand gently patted his shoulder.
Gu Shen felt a gust of wind. He couldn’t see clearly how Senior Sister Luo moved, but she arrived beside him in an instant.
“Don’t feel discouraged. There are many situations where people overdraw their transcendental power and can’t use it after.” Senior Sister Luo chuckled softly. “Doesn’t this just prove that… my and Zhong Wei’s presence here has value?”
Gu Shen was startled.
He looked behind him and saw Senior Brother Zhong Wei’s smile. Do they think… I can’t use my transcendental power because I overdrew it?
“However, it’s still crucial to control your fate as much as possible.” Luo Er turned around and walked toward the racks full of bladed weapons on the training ground. “The assessment is in fifteen days. Every hour starting now is very important. At this moment, the special training has begun!”
She came to a large rack.
Without any movement from Senior Sister Luo, the entire rack suddenly began to shake. The sharp weapons floated in the air one after another. These alloy equipment were extremely heavy, weighing up to tens of kilograms each!
Even for an untrained adult male, wielding one of them would be quite strenuous.
These dozens of sharp weapons had to weigh nearly 500 kilograms.
Luo Er slowly turned around, and at the same time, all the blades turned around with her, gliding through the air like fish swimming freely, their edges shimmering as they emitted clear, crisp sounds.
She asked, “Is this scene familiar to you?”
Gu Shen looked at Senior Sister Luo as though he had seen a ghost.
At this moment, within a radius of ten meters, Luo Er was full of blades. It was very similar to the first time he used the Ruler of Truth and tried to imitate the scene of Nan Jin’s saber domain. Why is she replicating it? Has the secret of the ruler been discovered?
“I used Profile.” She smiled. “I went to the scene of the fire last night. Regarding what happened there, I partially reconstructed it through Profile. I wanted to confirm your transcendental ability through Profile, but unfortunately, your image in Profile was too blurry.”
Fortunately, the ruler wasn’t discovered… Gu Shen silently breathed a sigh of relief as he pretended to speculate and said, “My transcendental ability should be… related to mental power.”
Chu Ling had mentioned Profile. It was an exclusive ability of mental-type transcendents. It seemed that Senior Sister Luo was a mental-type transcendent. In a sense, using the Ruler of Truth was also a manifestation of mental power. Such an explanation shouldn’t be detected as flawed.
The backlash after using the ruler was abnormally swift and fierce. Chu Ling had said that it had something to do with his insufficient mental power. Senior Sister Luo’s special training could be just what he needed.
Gu Shen took a deep breath and helplessly revealed his symptoms. “After the fire, I keep feeling that my mental power has been drained. After lying down for two days, my head still feels empty, and I find it difficult to concentrate. And I often felt needle-like pain stabbing me.”
Luo Er listened attentively and nodded occasionally. “It’s a common phenomenon. Your mental power is too weak. It seems this requires strict training.”
She beckoned with her hand.
Zhong Wei and Nan Jin approached.
“Strength, speed, mental power, control… The assessment of the Adjudication Bureau is actually very simple. It evaluates newcomers in these four aspects. Regardless of which of the three types you belong to, you can receive an objective evaluation in this quadrilateral scoring system.”
Suddenly, Luo Er raised her hands and turned her back to the empty, spacious training ground.
Glints and flashes erupted into action, and the floating blades began to dance without warning.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The silver lights in the air were like snow!
The next moment, the bladed weapons flying all over struck dozens of targets and wooden dummies on the training ground in the heart, forehead, and other vital points. The clang of sharp weapons erupted together, piercing eardrums.
“In essence, there is no good or bad transcendental power. There’s only the distinction between combat wisdom and the degree of development. When a newcomer awakens for the first time, even if they have a potent transcendental source within their body, they can’t wield it perfectly.”
Luo Er continued, “Strength corresponds to force. Speed corresponded to evasion. Mental power determines the duration of using transcendental power. And control represents precision and distance.
“For those with immense innate power, if they can’t hit the opponent even when trying their best, they will only be a fleeting bloom. Such transcendents… it’s extremely difficult for them to be considered powerhouses in the true sense.”
A bead of sweat formed on Gu Shen’s forehead, slowly slid down, and finally dripped onto the blade of a dagger mere inches away.
Clang!
A crisp ring echoed, and ripples appeared in the air.
Under the control of Luo Er’s mental power, the dagger hovered in front of his cheek. The invisible coldness almost pierced through his cheek and seeped into his bones.
This was… the true meaning of a monster.
How formidable was her mental power to be able to control dozens of bladed weapons at the same time?
This wasn’t illusory saber intent, devoid of weight…
Unlike Gu Shen’s frenzied slaughter of the target on the rooftop, every weapon controlled by Senior Sister Luo accurately pierced into the target. The most terrifying thing was that she didn’t rely on her eyesight to assist in aiming!
Clearly, this was also an application of mental-type transcendental power. She could see the world behind her, and her ‘eyes’ were sharper than an eagle’s.
Gu Shen took a deep breath. He stretched out two fingers with difficulty and moved the dagger hovering in front of him.
This dagger was a mere centimeter away from piercing through his skin.
Gu Shen knew that if his hand had trembled just now, even a slight movement would have caused the blade to draw blood.
He was not afraid, only… amazed.
This time, when Gu Shen looked at Luo Er again, he seemed to see the powerful and awe-inspiring soul within this seemingly petite body.
It was as towering as a mountain, as deep as an abyss.
The lecture just now about powerhouses had actually seemed a little hollow and unpersuasive.
But Luo Er said it.
It was too right, too true… because she was unquestionably a true powerhouse.
Buzz.
The dagger slowly flew up and landed in Luo Er’s palm.
“Interested in learning?” She smiled. “I’ll teach you.”