C21 I Am the Son of the Spearman(1)

We're both only ten years old, and it's the first time we've seen a killer up close, and the dead are friends who've been together for four years. I felt my stomach contracting, and I couldn't help but vomit.

Most of the people present began to vomit, and for a moment, there were sounds of vomiting in the testing field.

Minot was expressionless. Such a thing would happen every year, and there was nothing surprising about it. When these young boys experienced the most terrifying scene in their lives, it would be abnormal if they did not vomit.

"Next!" No matter how fearful and uneasy you are, the judgment of fate awaits everyone who is alive.

During the four years in the beginner training camp, even though I often feel the pressure of death, but this is not the only motivation for my hard work. My hard work brings only joy to my boring life, especially when I feel that I am getting stronger and stronger. Joy gives me endless motivation. But today, I finally realize that cultivation is not just a fun thing to do. No matter how happy you are, if you can't reach your goal, you don't have the right to live.

I can't concentrate on watching this cruel game, before it's my turn, three of the losers have already paid the price of their lives because of their failure. The bloody scene has been played three times in front of my eyes. No matter how powerful your family is, in front of this one and only standard, everything seems pale and powerless. Perhaps it was this cruel rule and law that created generations of powerful warriors in the Arreat.

It's my turn!

Under the gaze of everyone who was alive, I arrived at the center of the circle. Is fate truly in my hands? It seems to be, but it also doesn't seem to be.

Instead, I'm not that afraid anymore, cultivating day and night for four years. Today, I'll have to face the test. Right now, there's only a trace of nervousness and excitement in my heart. There is also a bit of grief and indignation mixed within. As a man of Mount Arreat, is this the only fate he has? The clan law set by the undying king, was Bucaso really a god? Or was it a devil? Powerhouses always liked to impose their own will on others.

"Roar!" I used all my strength to let out my strongest battle cry.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound of gas exploding accompanied the sound of the water tank exploding. In an instant, all the water tanks within a radius of ten meters were shattered, and the explosive energy continued to spread in all directions. The water tanks used to replace the water tanks in the outer area were also blown up. Those who were close to the explosion could not help but feel the pressure of the sound waves. They were forced to retreat. Those who stood far away could also feel the strong wind brushing against their faces.

"Hua!" The practitioners all let out envious exclamations. I am clearly the first person to blow up all the water vats, and the range of the energy ripples far exceeds the radius of ten meters.

I have clearly passed the test and obtained the right to continue living.

Minot looked at me with some warmth in his eyes.

I don't know when Suk stood behind me. He pulled on my shirt and waved it behind me. He expressed his congratulations! I turned around to look at him and gave him an encouraging look. Suk nodded in understanding. We haven't seen each other for two years. Our bodies have grown taller.

The one behind me is Suk. As I destroyed all the water vats, the guards brought a batch of new water vats from the camp. This process is a bit long, so Suk closed his eyes and meditated.

Suk's battle cry broke through ten water vats, and the remaining two were also shaken to the point of staggering. I feel that Suk's battle cry is different from mine. My battle cry is pure and firm. Suk's battle cry was slightly feminine. Perhaps it was a special teaching that added some new elements.

Minot was obviously not satisfied with his disciple's performance. He looked at me with a complicated look in his eyes. Actually, Suk's performance could already be considered to be at the top of the list. However, a disciple of an aristocratic family enjoyed the guidance of a specialized person. He was defeated by a person with a low status who could only participate in team training. His face did not look good.

In this life and death test, a total of seven cultivators were eliminated. Out of the 39 people who had entered the training camp together, only 32 were left.

The third stage of cultivation began. We were told that if we can't lift the weight of 10,000 Jin before the age of 14, we won't be able to enter the middle class training camp alive.

In this stage, besides carrying weight, we can choose our own weapons and training direction. Most of the cultivators choose swords, which is the most popular weapon in the Arreat. The flexibility of a one-handed sword and the power of a two-handed sword have many variations in martial skills. Of course, some people chose the axe. They liked the feeling of success. There were also some Bucaso's fans who chose to use hammers.

"Suk, what kind of weapon do you choose?" In the weapon room, facing all kinds of weapons, only Suk and I had no choice.

Suk hesitated. He stood in front of the axe for a while, then went back to the sword. He went back and forth a few times, but in the end, he still chose the sword.

My father is a spear weapon. Although he is not very strong, my cultivation should be slightly related to my father. I choose the spear!

"Are you sure?" Seeing that I am the only one who chose the spear as my cultivation path, Greaudio could not help but want to confirm.

"Yes, can I?" I don't know why trainer would care about my choice.

"It's best to choose another weapon." Greaudio said faintly.

"Why can't I choose a spear?" I was a little puzzled.

"A spear is the king of weapons!" Greaudio replied.

King of weapons? Can't I cultivate? Just because of my background? I'm a bit depressed.

"I've seen your battle cries before. If you choose a sword or axe, you'll have a higher chance of being promoted to an advanced training camp" Greaudio seems to know my doubts.

"Why?" I still don't understand.

"The cultivation of the spear is the most difficult, the speed of progress will be very slow. If you grasp it too slowly, it means that you won't be able to walk out of the middle class training camp alive. In the history of the Arreat, there are very few experts who use the spear. " Greaudio patiently explained the reason.

En! This is the first trainer to give me advice. But I have decided, I will choose the spear. Consider it a tribute to my father who died in battle! The father who died in battle must have not trained his spear skills to the extreme. Then, let this son of mine walk the path that has yet to be completed!

"Are you really that stubborn?" Greaudio felt a little pity.