Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 238 Being Killed In An Instant

Darren decided to condense the blade and sword cores simultaneously, which turned out to be farmore difficult than he imagined.

Three months’ time had quickly elapsed, but he felt that he was still far from finishing condensingthe cores.

One day, while Darren was cultivating as usual, there was a rumble from a distant mountain, stirringits surroundings and everything within close proximity to it. The tremendous spiritual energy thatpoured into it caused a shock so violent that it reached Darren's location.

The rumbling was an apparent sign of someone reaching the Wonder Realm.

Darren raised his head and glanced towards the direction of the mountain. "Hmm, not bad. Thatcultivation speed is almost as quick as mine,” he muttered.

But he was not really concerned much about it. Even at his normal speed, he was able to reach theWonder Realm two months ago. And so, he ignored it and went back to condensing his cores

Time flew by and five months passed. Darren felt his sword and blade intent had finally reached thelimit which meant that he was now on the threshold of forming his sword and blade cores. Butfrankly, it was still easier said than done. Over the past months, Darren had tirelessly devotedhimself to the cultivation of the sword intent and blade intent. Day in, day out, he hardly ever sleptor took any rest.

It was much more difficult to cultivate the two kinds of intent together than just one of them, but hewas still determined to do it anyway.

At that moment, as Darren gathered his blade intent and sword intent into his elixir field—theenergy center inside his body, his mental state also arrived at the limit.

He had reached the realm of selflessness.

He made various gestures with his hands, making the perfect blade and sword formulas appear. Theblade and sword intent spun together inside his elixir field and slowly formed into what would bethe beginnings of a blade core and a sword core.

He was starting to make progress, when suddenly, he felt a heavy fluctuation in the heaven andearth spiritual energy. It could only mean that more warriors had reached the Wonder Realm.

"Huh? What's with this change?’ Darren felt something different.

He found a subtle change just when his blade intent and sword intent were on the point offormation. Quite a number of imperceptible whirlpools appeared on the cores. It sucked in all theblade and sword intent that approached it, compressing them at a rapid speed.

Darren tried to pour a mass of blade and sword intent into his elixir field and all of it was almostinstantaneously compressed into the whirlpools. As it happened, the color of the blade and swordcores turned from red to orange.

'I see! This is the way to improve the level of the core!" Darren was overjoyed. The level of the swordcore or blade core was ranked according to its color: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue andpurple from low to high level. The higher the level was, the more powerful the "intent" was.Realizing this, Darren did not bother trying to form his blade and sword cores. On the contrary, hefocused his mind to cultivate more blade and sword intent and send them to be compressed intothe whirlpools.

However, this process seemed to have taken longer than he realized. In almost a blink of an eye,one year had passed and there were only four months left until the first examination.

The talents scattered around the Ancient Void Battlefield all stopped cultivation in the last fourmonths. They were thinking that it would be near impossible for them to enter the middle stage ofthe Wonder Realm in such a short amount of time in spite of the fact that they had all reached theWonder Realm.

Maximizing their fighting capacity was the more crucial point to their victory anyway, so they justfocused on that aspect. Once the talents had reached the Wonder Realm, it was necessary for themto fully comprehend the martial art skills that they chose and try their best to practice those skills toperfection.

On this day, three years had passed. Every talent was flying back to the spot where they first camethree years ago.

"Huh? We initially had fifty participants. There's one who's missing. Who is it?" a participant pointedout.

Soon, all the others took notice of the missing participant.

It was not long before they found out that it was Darren who was missing.

Don snickered. "Hey Boyce, do you have any excuse for that lad? That rubbish wasn't that far frommy cultivation spot, but I've reached the Wonder Realm half a year ago. Him, on the other hand...Well, we haven't heard anything about him at all!" he said, eyebrows raised in arrogance.

"Oh, don't be a fool, Don. You're no better than that rubbish. What are you bragging about?"

a few disciples from the Dragon Alliance defiantly quipped. They knew that Don's and Boyce'srealms were extremely normal.

"Enough! What are you arguing about? All of you are rubbishes to me." A young man dressed inwhite leaped into the air. His overwhelming aura made a lot of cultivators on site feel greatlyoppressed.

None of the talents, including the superior talents had reached the middle stage of the WonderRealm, but judging from the aura released by the youth in white, he was definitely close to themiddle stage of the Wonder Realm. What a powerful man he was!

"Ants!"

A cold voice full of disdain interjected.

She turned around and waved her hand at the young man suspended in the air, instantly pushinghim back several feet away. Everyone let out an audible gasp.

"She's Miss Violet Wang!"

"Yes, it is her! She was the first one who reached the Wonder Realm! A talent at the eighth level ofthe Earth Degree!”

"Superior talent! This is a superior talent! I'm starting to feel ashamed of my inferiority. She wouldprobably be the first place in the examination.”

Everyone was busy rambling on about Violet Wang, when all of a sudden, the shadow of theguardian of the Ancient Void Battlefield appeared before them.

"Time is up! Let's begin the examination,” he bellowed as twenty-five chairs were placed at the edgeof a huge battle platform that appeared out of the void.

"The rule is simple. Each chair has been numbered. Anyone who thinks he is able to win, go up theplatform and choose a chair to sit on. As for the remaining twenty-five people, you could challengeanyone who is seated and go up against him. The winner will then go to the next round of theexamination.”

After the guardian finished talking, as if on cue, the beautiful woman called Violet stepped forward."Excuse me, sir, but you didn't mention how the twenty-five winners would battle it out.” She wasaiming to be the number one among all the other participants.

The guardian turned to the woman. "I will choose three people from the twenty-five winners tobattle each other in challenging the top three rankings. For the rest winners, the ranking isn'timportant. Don't waste time. Let's start.” He then glanced at everyone.

"One more thing, sir,” Don hastily said, "If someone fails to come here when the cultivation time hasrun out, is he eliminated or not?"

"Of course he is eliminated,” the guardian sternly replied.

"Ha! I'm sure that little rubbish has been expelled from the Ancient Void Battlefield!" Don sneered.He then leaped onto the battle platform and sat in the first chair, arrogantly waiting for hischallenger.

Boyce began to feel worried about Darren and was starting to get fidgety. "Where is he? Has hereally been eliminated?" Anxious thoughts ran through his mind.

In a blink of an eye, all the twenty-five seats were full.

However, there seemed to be some fussing among the other talents.

The twenty-five talents who were seated on the chairs glanced around to see what the commotionwas about. As their gazes landed on the corner of the battle platform, they saw a juvenile standingthere, pitch-black hair cascading down his face.

"Darren!" Boyce's eyes widened in delight. He ran up to Darren and asked him, "When did you comehere? I thought you were already—"

"Eliminated?" Darren gave Boyce a faint smile. "I'm the first one here, how could I be eliminated?Stop joking, Boyce."

Everyone was surprised by his words. Was he really the first one to arrive at the site? They never sawDarren, nor did they feel Darren's aura.

Some of them even thought that he was just bluffing. Don was a firm supporter to this thought.

He disdainfully glared at Darren. "You little piece of rubbish. Don't blow your own trumpet. Doesanyone feel his realm? He's only at the Mysterious Realm, far from the Wonder Realm," he shoutedaloud, making sure that everyone heard him.

Darren ignored Don and turned to the guardian. "I dare to ask you a question, sir. Are we allowed tokill our opponents in the challenge?" His voice was so icy that it sent a chill down all the talents’spines.

"Killing is allowed,” the guardian started. "But, only on the condition that you would be able to killyour opponent in three moves." He then kept his eyes focused on Darren, curious about what theyoung man was devising.

"Well then, I will kill Don," Darren said dryly, not a trace of emotion on his face.

Don's face was starting to grow red from trying to hold in his laughter. Just as he was about to burstout laughing and mock the foolish lad in front of him, his face curdled and his grin disappeared."Hey, what's wrong with Don?" Everyone was disturbed by the strange look on Don's face.

Soon enough, they all realized what was wrong. "He's dead! Don is dead!"

The shout stirred up a storm deep in the talents’ hearts. One after another, they all stood up andgazed at Darren in surprise.

“This is impossible, absolutely impossible!" Even Violet was left wide-eyed in shock.