Finally, Zeph announced the start of the test, "We will begin the test now. Please line up. Everyone will have their turns. You will be disqualified if you jump the queue!"
Their discussion died down. Fane could not help but wonder why Zeph purposely gave them time to talk amongst themselves. What benefits could the Clan association possibly reap from this? Just as he was mulling over this, a young man wearing a green shirt started to walk toward the obsidian. It was only natural for him to take the first spot as he arrived the earliest amongst them.
The others were cowed by him and hesitated to be the first for they knew they could not compete against him. After all, the young man was already in the initial state of innate level. Before the young man found his place in front of the obsidian, Ambrose said to him, “You pass the test when the three lights are all lit up. Please stand behind me when you've passed the test."
The young man nodded and took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions. Then, he put his hands together-palm to palm-and a green light started to swirl around his hand as a vine with a neon green glow appeared from his hand.
The vine looked surreal and was imbued with a mysterious energy. The young man shot out his right hand with a cry and the vine rushed toward the obsidian like a poisonous snake. The green vine struck the obsidian violently with an extraordinary force and yet the obsidian did not move an inch. The young man had used all his energy for the attack causing his body to destabilize as droplets of hot sweat trickled down from his forehead. He was gasping for breath and looked exhausted.
The crowd heard some sort of crackling sound as the obsidian started to light up which made the crowd's eyes widen in awe. "One light! Two lights!" The lights paused for nine seconds before turning off. The first light dimmed one second before the third light would light up meaning that the young man's result was two lights at nine seconds. One second more and he would have qualified for the test.
The young man went into a state of shock at the result. His face became as green as the shirt he was wearing. "Impossible! How could I not pass? I should have at least been placed in the first few rankings!" No wonder he volunteered to be the first go. He was supremely confident he would have gotten into the top ten ranking out of the
three thousand fighters.
Ambrose ignored the young man's outburst and said, "Two lights at nine seconds.
You've failed the test and can leave now." Some of the people pitied the young man. One second more and he would have passed. However, most of the people were rubbing their hands with glee at the young man's result, for they were peeved by his display of cockiness at the start of the test. "Serves you right for being so cocky! You must be delusional to think you can easily pass the Clan association’s test!" heckled someone.
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