chapter 1 Nathan Ackerman

"Why are you asking me to step down? This selection of Wuzong Pavilion is open to all ordinary disciples of Qingyun Sect, including me , Nathan Ackerman, of course!"Nathan Ackerman stood on the high platform and faced off against the beautiful and cold and arrogant Fraucia in front of him. But his persistence was met with cold eyes from the Fraucia and sparse sneers from the audience.

"Don't embarrass yourself, stand down."The Fraucia scolded her for the third time.

"I, Nathan Ackerman, accept the first round of assessment! Master Fraucia, please?" Nathan Ackerman didn't care about everyone's eyes, neither humble nor arrogant.

"I don't know what's wrong!"the Fraucia snorted coldly. She raised her hand and the majestic martial arts aura enveloped Nathan Ackerman, as if a giant stone weighing a hundred kilograms fell from the sky and hit Nathan Ackerman hard.

Nathan Ackerman groaned and resisted tenaciously, standing motionless in the center of the high platform. He glanced at the incense platform not far away. As long as he could hold on for half a stick of incense, he would pass the first round of assessment and then participate in the next challenge competition to compete for the thirty places in Wuzong Pavilion.

The Fraucia exerted her strength with an expressionless face, and the aura she released was layered upon layers. After a moment, it reached a gravity of three hundred kilograms.

Nathan Ackerman gritted his teeth and resisted tenaciously, but remained motionless.

At this moment, the laughter in the audience gradually turned into surprise. He actually resisted?

The Fraucia looked at Nathan Ackerman indifferently, and the aura she released became stronger and stronger, as if huge rocks were falling on Nathan Ackerman one after another.

Three hundred pounds? Four hundred pounds? Five hundred pounds? Six hundred pounds...

Nathan Ackerman stood firmly, carrying it stubbornly, staring straight at the elder in front of him, but when the weight of 800 kilograms enveloped his whole body, his body began to tremble, his eyes began to turn red, and red blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"What is life? This is your life."The Fraucia looked contemptuously, ready to end this farce.

However……

"My life wheel is not for you to dictate." A stream of bright red air vibrated from Nathan Ackerman body, blowing up the dust and sand under his feet. His legs were shaking and his body was shaking. With the impact of the air flow, an electric arc suddenly Erupting throughout the body.

"Spiritual power manifested?" The whole audience was in an uproar, and countless boys and girls covered their mouths in surprise.

"The spiritual power is revealed, the soul is tempered into martial arts, and he actually breaks through the spirit tempering realm?"

"Thunder? His spiritual power can actually condense into thunder?"

"What a boy, you really have amazing talent!"

The elite disciples in the distance were all moved, their eyes were shocked, it was incredible! But looking at the stubborn Nathan Ackerman in front of him, he still shook his head with regret. Why bother? You know very well that you cannot pass this test, and you should not come here to humiliate yourself. This is your life, your life.

The boys and girls in the audience shook their heads secretly. Today's test is for all ordinary disciples of the sect to compete for a place in Wuzong Pavilion. There is the treasure land of Qingyun Sect, which displays a large number of martial arts. It is usually only open to elite disciples, but it is opened to ordinary disciples every six months. It is a rare opportunity for them, and thousands of people are vying to go there. Li Jin.

Everyone wants to fight for such a precious opportunity, how could it be given to you, the son of a sinner?

Even though you are great! You are better than most people!

But so what? You are the son of a sinner. You are here to suffer, not to experience.

The Fraucia looked at Nathan Ackerman, with regret in her eyes and more coldly: "I ask you for the last time, do you give up?"

"Impossible! I can pass the test if I can hold on to only half a stick of incense! If I pass the test, I can enter the second stage."Nathan Ackerman stubbornly carried the weight of her release, and piercing arcs of electricity ran around his body. He glanced at the incense platform in the center of the arena. It was almost time.

However……

The Fraucia's right hand that was raised horizontally was suddenly clenched, and a clearly visible wave of air burst out of the body, and the majestic pressure hit Nathan Ackerman like a mountain.

"Pfft!"Nathan Ackerman teeth spurted blood, and he fell heavily on the ground, his face flushed, and the blood in his body was boiling.

"Fail!"

The Fraucia condescendingly announced Nathan Ackerman's fate.

"You..."Nathan Ackerman lay on the ground, breathing heavily.

According to the test rules, the elder who serves as the examiner needs to release her aura to suppress the challenger. Generally, it is enough to use about 20% of her aura, which is enough to check the challenger's potential and perseverance. The challenger only needs to persist for half a stick of incense and perform well. Passed, but in just a moment, she definitely released 70% to 80% of her aura.

You, a strong person in the Earth Martial Realm, bully a person in the Spiritual Martial Realm?

Martial arts cultivation is divided into Lingwu Realm, Xuanwu Realm, Earth Martial Realm, Shengwu Realm, Tianwu Realm, Huangwu Realm, Immortal Martial Realm, etc. Before advancing to the Lingwu Realm, one needs to go through a long process of tempering the spirit. As long as the spirit tempering is completed , can the spirit body be formally condensed and advanced to the spirit martial realm.

Each realm is vastly different, with a gap that is difficult to cross. For children under the age of fifteen, being able to hold on to half a stick of incense in the face of 20% of the aura of a strong man in the Earth Martial Realm was already the limit, but the Fraucia actually attacked with force, making it clear that she would not give Nathan Ackerman any chance.

"Resign yourself to your fate. You shouldn't grab things that don't belong to you, and you shouldn't come to places you shouldn't be. If you don't pass the first round, you won't have a chance in the second round of challenges. Go down, return to your warehouse, and do Your servant."The Fraucia turned to walk away.

The whole audience suddenly shouted in surprise. Qin Ming jumped up and hit the Fraucia with his tightly clenched right fist: "Second round! Take the punch!"

What was shocking was that all the electric arcs in his body converged on his fists, blooming with bright light. This was definitely not something that a newly promoted spiritual martial artist could do.

snort! The Fraucia suddenly turned around, passed by Nathan Ackerman, and hit Nathan Ackerman abdomen with her palm.

Nathan Ackerman spurted blood and flew backwards, falling directly under the high platform, thumping three or five times before stopping.

"Is it the second level of spiritual martial arts?" Many people judged Nathan Ackerman's strength. Being able to condense spiritual power to such an extent was definitely not something that the first level of heaven could do. This boy is indeed a genius, and he has reached this level by his own efforts. At this moment, they are even thinking, if Nathan Ackerman is not the son of a sinner, and if he can be seriously cultivated by Qingyun Sect, how strong will he be? It's a pity that I was born into the wrong mother's womb.

Nathan Ackerman struggled to stand up, spat out blood again, and was on the verge of collapse. There was a burning pain in his abdomen, as if a fire was burning.

The crowd dispersed around him, and no one stepped forward to help him. Instead, there were a few perverse teenagers who looked at Nathan Ackerman with exaggerated expressions.

"Oops, Castellan Nathan just performed a shit-eating show for us? Come on, come on, everyone applauds, this performance is spot on."

"Look at how powerful you are, how dare you sneak attack an elder."

"It makes you crazy! It makes you proud! You deserve it!"

"Aren't you very arrogant? Aren't you very awesome? Why can't you stand still now? Do you want me to help you?"

"You are here to be a hostage. You must atone for the sins of your father and mother. You must atone for the sins of the 200,000 people in Thunder Ancient City."

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Nathan Ackerman suddenly raised his head and glanced at them with red eyes.

The disciples trembled in their hearts and immediately shut up, even looking away. They often fought with Nathan Ackerman, and most of the time they were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, leaving them with shadows in their hearts.

The Fraucia walked off the testing platform and came face to face with Nathan Ackerman. Her cold voice was just like her cold face: "Go back to the warehouse and be your servant honestly. It is impossible for Qingyun Sect to train you, and you should never come to participate again in the future. Any test."

Nathan Ackerman paused for a while, patted the dust on his body, and grinned, very free and easy, but his mouth full of blood looked scary: "One day, I will win my due status in Qingyun Sect, and I will not be better than you. Low, let’s wait and see.”

The woman patted Nathan Ackerman's shoulder: "If you are really smart, you should recognize the reality and do your duty to atone for your parents' sins."

Nathan Ackerman shook off her hand and strode away. His mouth full of blood now looked very frightening. The crowd moved out of the way, not daring to block the way. However, after taking a few steps, several noble boys and girls came towards him.

The leader is a handsome but arrogant young man named Alexander Levy, who has a high status among the ordinary disciples. He is also the direct disciple appointed by the Fraucia just now. It's not because he is so good, but because he has a sister who is already the Fraucia's confidant.

This year's Wuzong Pavilion election happened to have this Fraucia as the examiner, so Alexander Levy would definitely pass the test and enter Wuzong Pavilion.

"Isn't this our Castellan Nathan? Are you coming to take part in the test too?"

Alexander Levy stood in front of Nathan Ackerman, looking at him pretending to be concerned, but his eyes were more mocking. I have been beaten by Nathan Ackerman many times before, but from today on, the fate of the two of them will finally change. I will enter the Wuzong Pavilion and accept the powerful martial arts inheritance. I will also become the elder's personal disciple, and my future is limitless. what about you? Continue to be your servant in your warehouse.

Nathan Ackerman was too lazy to answer and walked forward.

Alexander Levy stretched out his hand to stop him: "Castellan Nathan, are you in a bad mood? Why am I in such a good mood..."

Nathan Ackerman suddenly turned his head and raised his hand to punch, his mouth full of blood looking particularly ferocious.

Alexander Levy expression changed slightly, and he took two steps back in panic in front of everyone.

But Nathan Ackerman's raised hand just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered contemptuously: "Personal disciple? Don't pee your pants in fear, get out of the way."

The Fraucia frowned slightly when she saw this scene, obviously dissatisfied with Alexander Levy's performance.

Of course Alexander Levy noticed her expression, his face flushed, and he almost chased her and started a fight, but he was quietly pulled back by the people around him. The test was important, thousands of people were watching, and he would deal with Nathan Ackerman later.

Alexander Levy looked at Nathan Ackerman's leaving figure and felt angry in his heart. Now was the critical moment when he was eager to express himself, but he was actually being disgraced. Humph, Nathan Ackerman, I’ll take care of you later.

Nathan Ackerman left the testing site and walked towards the Qingyun Sect's warehouse.

People were coming and going along the way, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect were talking and laughing, relaxed and lively. Seeing his mouth full of blood and his staggering steps were all used to it. Some people ignored him, some sympathized with him, and some shook their heads. Some people mocked you from afar, "Be your servant obediently. This is what you, a criminal, should do. You have to make trouble every now and then. It's a miracle that you can survive to this day with your character."

I don’t know why your father named you, Nathan Ackerman? Haha, this is life!