The Talentless Sect Master Chosen By The System Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Shocks The Crowd

"Without further ado, let us welcome the first representative from the Star Force!" The announcer announced as a youth leaped onto the stage with a elegant spin and soft touch on the ground.

"Oh my G.o.d, Sam is just way too handsome!"

"I know right, if only we have the qualifications to stand aside him."

Sam stood atop the stage as he smiled towards his fans, this was what he loved the most about being a genius, his dream was to make a harem of his own with only first cla.s.s beauties.

Sam himself was a handsome youth with short black hair which had nice curl, the black robe he was wearing may be simple, but it still gave off elegance.

He was the seventh disciple of the Star Force and he's fifteen this year, his talent for cultivation may be impressive, but that's all there is to him.

"I wonder if he's interested in older woman."

Of course I love older woman, their technique and... What the h.e.l.l! Sam took in a deep gulp of saliva when he saw the older woman, she was an auntie probably around seventy or eighty and her looks were...

Shaking his head, he distracted himself of these thoughts as he started to prepare himself for the upcoming segment, it was his time to s.h.i.+ne.

Taking out a sword from his spatial ring, streams of water could be seen gathering around him as they coiled around his sword like a snake, preparing his stance and energy for the perfect moment, he sliced forward with a uppercut as the water burst, adding on to the explosive damage.

A sword wave could be seen slicing on the damage tabulation altar as a burst of water clouded everyone's vision.

After the water drops fell on the ground, the crowd could finally witness the result of Sam.

1072

That's right, his number barely made it into the four digits range, but he was currently looking at the crowd with pride plastered on his face, oblivious to the fact that he has done badly.

The crowd below shook their head as they started to feel pity for that talented youth, just how strong did he think he was? Even some Martial Kings present weren't sure that they can score full points.

When the youth turned around, he felt that he was just utter trash, the disappointment on his elders and masters faces could be seen.

The youth lowered his head as he walked down the steps, his previous arrogance and confidence were all gone, the bright glow surrounding him had lost its l.u.s.ter.

His elders and master wanted to console him, but they didn't know what to advise him on either. If they were to say something that they shouldn't, it might result in the loss of a genius for their sect.

Everyone kept silent about Sam's failure, this included his fellows juniors and seniors, it was clear that he was being despised for being a burden to them.

Sam didn't stay with the sect, but instead walked away into the market which was currently desolated. No one asked why, no one paid attention to him, he was all alone by himself in this world.

"Next up would be Layla from the Lotus sect!" The announcer continued on with the same voice, it was apparent that he too didn't care about Sam who proved useless.

Layla was a young girl with yellow hair tied up in a ponytail behind her, she had brown eyes and she was holding what seems like a energy weapon, it was a pistol which she had formed with her own spirit energy.

Layla didn't choose to show off her skills by making a fanciful jump, neither did she walk up the stairs, she had instantly appeared on the stage without causing the slightest disturbance.

Everyone else was shocked except for a few of the high ranking elders and the Lotus sect, sect leader. Layla scanned around the crowd as she thought to herself, does no one know what happened?

Nightin however didn't pay much attention to this, he initially thought that Layla had comprehended the law of s.p.a.ce as well, but she comprehended was the law of void which was slightly weaker.

Layla had made use of the gap in the void to teleport there, but this move would only work in the lower realm where the s.p.a.ce isn't that stable yet.

Closing her eyes, she concentrated all the energy into the empty s.p.a.ce behind her as a lotus started to form and duplicate rapidly.

"Lotus Rage!"

All the lotus started to dissipate as they gather towards her pistol as energy, with her pulling on her trigger, as the energy lost its catalyst, it caused a concentrated explosive beam.

A pink coloured laser could be seen das.h.i.+ng through the sky as it landed on the damage tabulation altar before getting absorbed by it.

3142

"See that, that's what it means to be in the Lotus sect!"

"I know right, she's only second in the Lotus sect younger generation!"

"I wonder just how strong the first seat in the Lotus sect will be."

The crowd was amazed by this result, both of the disciples were of the early stage Martial Lord realm, but Layla has strength that totally exceeds Sam, she was no weaker than a late stage Martial Lord.

As Layla walked down the stage, many youths of the opposite gender could be seen admiring her beauty and strength, but none of them had the guts to mess with her.

"Yo Layla, your strength has only grown by this much after a few months?" A voice sounded off as a sudden increase in heat caught everyone's attention, the source of the heat was from Henya from the Ravages.

Henya was currently chewing on the bone of an animal as spike flames shot out from his back, he was sneering at Layla as he leaped onto the stage and said at the of his voice.

"Don't be so arrogant of yourself, from the day you lost to me in just the first exchange, you're bound to be nothing but my stepping stone for life! Exceed me? Don't you overestimate yourself!"

Henya released his cultivation base which was at the middle stage Martial Lord realm as he held his bone, the flame spikes behind his back raged as his bone turned red from the heat, it was definitely a peak grade Royale weapon.

"Sun's Arrow!"

The bone took on the shape of an arrow as it pierced through the air, a trail of smoke was left behind its trail as it struck the damage tabulation altar at full force.

6217

That was the strength of Henya, the strongest disciple and warrior of the Ravages with strength equivalent to a completion stage Martial Lord, if he was given one more year, even a Martial King might not suffice as his opponent.

Leaping off the stage, he didn't forget to repeat himself before walking back to the Ravages, it was a complete defeat for the Lotus sect as they lost their pride, a morale boost for the Ravages on the other hand.

"Next up, we have Rook from the guards!"

"Hey, do you know who that guy is?

"I haven't seen him before, is he someone from the guards?"

"Who knows, maybe he's just someone to fill up the spot for the weakest?"

Rook was holding a Javelin in hand and he was totally clad in armor, his facial features may have been blocked off, but his aura was still pa.s.sable for his age.

No one knows what he was thinking, but only the controller of the Guards know who Rook truly is, he's one of the top ten disciples in the Paladins who has been sent down to a.s.sist them.

Rook slowly walked up the steps, his Javelin was held in his right hand and at the moment his feet touched the stage, his arm threw the javelin forward without any warning.

Swoosh

Before anyone could even react, the Javelin had pierced through the damage tabulation altar as four digits glowed.

8421

That's right, his strength was definitely comparable to the weaker Martial Kings, but his cultivation base is only at the early stage Martial Lord realm.

"What the h.e.l.l, did you see that?"

"See what, I only saw the numbers."

"That was just way too quick, even Martial Kings would have to be wary of that attack."

"Last but not least, we have Selena from the Nirvana sect!"