Chapter 50: The King of the Wind
"Apprentice No. 2, what's your name?"
Tanya inquired with interest.
"Alan Panthers."
" Your hound steps are quite proficient. Good performance."
Tanya returns the black belt to Alan.
"What's even more rare is that after you lost your black belt, you reacted quickly and stopped running forward."
"In the past, most candidates ran a long way before they realized their black belts were gone."
"From this perspective, although you failed in your first attempt, I am optimistic that you can pass it."
"How about taking a break first and trying again?"
Tanya offered gentle advice.
Alan heard her subtext.
The gap in strength between them is obvious.
If I failed the first time, why should I pass the second time?
What Tanya meant by this was actually to let him go.
For the first time, Allen's extreme reaction and explosive power were measured.
It's a pretty good seedling.
The second time, there is no need to be so strict.
It’s not difficult to get by for a minute by turning a blind eye.
Alan could see it from this detail.
Tanya's emotional intelligence, including the details of how she deals with people and things, is much better than that rough guy Taffman.
Although both candidates were giving the students some slack, Tanya's approach made it impossible for other candidates to find fault with it.
Rested on the sidelines for half a minute.
Alan made his second challenge.
Still the same tactics, delaying for half a minute.
Still being cornered by my senior sister.
However, this time, Allen did not follow the script.
Facing Tanya who was pressing him step by step, he drew 3 points of magic power and activated another skill.
The body was shaking at a high frequency and the whole person became blurred.
"Is this... the butterfly dance?!"
Tanya was slightly startled.
Alan seized this fleeting opportunity and rushed out!
Tanya stretched out her hand and her fingertips passed through Alan's afterimage, but she caught nothing!
He quickly turned around and chased after him.
Alan didn't need to look back.
The sound of footsteps coming from his ears was enough to show that the distance between Tanya and him was shortening rapidly!
One chased the other.
Just an arm's length away.
Alan superimposed the "hound step" on the "butterfly dance step"!
Dragging a trail of afterimages, it suddenly changed direction!
Narrowly avoided Tanya's hawk-like pounce!
Time goes by.
The assistant coach has already started counting down on the sidelines.
All the candidates, including Tufman, watched in fascination from the sidelines.
He alternately used the two techniques and kept walking dangerously on the edge of the blade.
Although this has not reached Allen's limit, he still has a hidden skill called "Phantom Step".
But his performance is already outstanding enough and excellent enough!
Tanya could be a little quicker and try to catch Alan before the time runs out.
But there is no point in doing that.
She did not forget her identity as an examiner.
So he maintained the current speed, hanging behind Alan at a leisurely pace, and accompanied him to complete the last ten seconds.
Before Alan left the court, Tanya came over and shook hands with him as a token of encouragement.
"Alan Panthers, you performed well in the first two games ."
"Even if you can't pass the third level, you are still qualified to stay in the martial arts hall and receive intensive training."
"So from now on, you can call me Senior Sister."
"Brother Allen, keep going, and I wish you good luck!"
"Thank you, Senior Sister. I will continue to work hard!"
The favor from the senior sister made other candidates envious.
Allen felt even greater pressure.
You have to listen to what Tanya said.
"Even if I can't pass the third level, I can still stay"...
Isn’t this just a preventive measure?
What this means is that the third level is very difficult!
Very very difficult!!
It’s not easy to become Pansen’s personal disciple.
Even Allen, who ranked first in the overall performance of the first two levels, had little hope of passing the third level.
That's why Tanya comforted him in advance.
Keep a calm mind and don't worry too much about gains and losses.
Alan was grateful for his senior sister's kindness, but he was also deeply curious.
What is the question for the third level?
How difficult is it?
You don’t have to wait too long to get answers to these questions.
The candidates after Allen were all persuaded to withdraw by Tanya.
In the end, only two people managed to get through.
Including Allen, there are three candidates in total waiting to take the third test.
The first stage is to test your strength.
The second level tests agility.
So the third level should test spiritual will.
The question is how to test?
It won't be like stepping over a knife mountain or jumping into a frying pan...
Are candidates required to rely on willpower to fight against hypnosis?
Including Allen, the three candidates who reached this stage had many speculations in their minds.
It turned out that they all guessed wrong.
Senior sisters and brothers brought tables, chairs, ink, paper and pens.
Pan Sen, wearing a long robe, a pair of black-framed glasses, and a small blackboard under his arm, paced to the examination room.
This level 3 violent warlock is obviously a tall, strong, muscular man.
His dress and behavior, however, deliberately pretend to be an intellectual and elegant person, giving people a kind of...contrasting cute impression.
Alan looked at the inconsistent style of mentor Pantheon and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
The last exam.
Pan Sen personally presided over the test and gave two questions.
Time limit is 30 minutes.
You can pass the test only if you give the correct answers to both questions.
Alan took the test paper handed to him by Tanya.
Review the questions first.
After reading the title, I had a hard time resisting the urge to burst out laughing.
He lowered his head and glanced left and right.
As expected, the other two candidates all had stunned expressions of shock.
Alan tried hard to control his facial expression, frowning and looking thoughtful.
Who could have imagined?
The entrance exam for the violent warlock has reached the last stage... and it actually tests cultural subjects?!
Two questions from Pan Sen.
Frankly speaking, it's not difficult.
The first test question is to solve a quadratic equation.
The second question is to recite a poem on the spot.
But then again...
Violent warlock apprentices focus their main energy on physical training, and few of them take cultural cultivation into consideration.
It is really difficult to ask these simple-minded and strong-limbed teenagers to solve equations and compose poems .
It seems that the math scores of the other two candidates are rather poor.
I stared at the equation on the test paper, scratching my head, not knowing where to start.
Alan slowly solved the equation and put down his quill.
Pansen comes to see his answer sheet.
He nodded slightly, a look of approval on his face.
Next, you can either recite other people’s poems or compose your own on the spot.
Of course, doggerel and rhymes that are made up at random probably won't pass.
At this stage , the focus is on literary and artistic literacy.
Even if you can't write poetry, at least you can tell the good from the bad, which reflects a certain level of aesthetic taste and appreciation.
Allen has no talent for composing a poem in seven steps.
You can only copy other people's works.
Fortunately, he had been a literary youth for a while in his previous life.
I can't write poetry, but at least I have read a lot, so I still have some ideas in my mind.
After a little thought, Alan thought of a very impressive poem.
Recite it immediately:
…
My flags are in line.
There is no entanglement with each other.
My singing is in a procession.
I am gathering flowers and mobilizing pines and cypresses.
Spread the sky as a canopy.
I love, I live.
I was born in words.
Under the morning flag
Calling butterflies and nurturing fruits;
Me and the raindrops
In the cloud and its rattles.
Overnight at the ocean.
I give orders to the stars, I anchor and watch.
I put myself on the throne.
Be the king of the wind!
