Chapter 1984 The Old Man Out Of Nowhere
In the square, Austin stood stunned before the Talent St.
"I don''t believe it. It must be wrong."
Austin shook his head with a wry smile.
He could not care less about these things as he knew his true capabilities. Over the years, he had
relied on his own in enhancing his strength and skill.
In fact, Austin had never paid much attention to one''s so-called talent and gift.
He was secure with his strength as a cultivator, and he was certain that if different masters of various
sects admired him, so should the Talent St. Still, it came as a shock to be told that he was nothing
more than an ordinary in cultivator with no further potential.
The four old men next to the Talent St were appalled as well.
"That''s impossible. He is the candidate for the Protector nominated by Master Kevin himself.
Surely, a person carefully selected by Master Kevin wouldn''t be so inadequate, even if he is not the
most gifted genius."
The four old men were speechless while exchanged nces.
"However, the Talent St has spoken.
Our task is to rank each disciple ording to the ratification of the Talent St, and then choose new
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students ording to the ranking.
The rest does not require out concern,"
an old man in grey clothes with hair half white and half ck said to the other three old men.
"Yes, the Talent St is the only thing that matters. There is no need for us to worry about other things.
Although he is the candidate for the Protector handpicked by Master Kevin, we have no choice as long
as the Talent St does not recognize him."
The other three elders nodded in agreement.
"Well, young man, you may leave now.
Don''t get in the way of other people''s tests,"
the old man in grey said to Austin.
"That''s impossible. I don''t believe the result.
Austin is an excellent cultivator and definitely the most powerful one among the young generation of
our East Maind.
I think there must be something wrong with the Talent St.
Please give Austin one more chance,"
Bray shouted suddenly.
"Yes, there must be something wrong with the Talent St.
Please give one more chance to our Holy Heritor.
Austin, go up and have another try!"
the disciples of the me Holy Land began shouting out one by one.
"This is ridiculous!
He has to ept that he is just a mediocre cultivator."
"The Talent St is a test of a warrior''s talent and future development potential, not his current fighting
power.
If it evaluatesbat prowess, then why don''t we just skirmish on the battle ring? Why even bother
using the Talent St?"
"You are right. We can''t give him another chance.
It will be unfair to others.
If this is the case, then everyone with unsatisfying results can ask for a chance to test again!"
The disciples of the three holynds, three noble ns, and several top ranked sects all jeered at
Austin and opposed giving him another chance to test.
"Enough! Be quiet!"
the old man in grey next to the Talent St shouted in a deep voice.
All of a sudden, everyone was tongue tied and silent in an instant.
The four old men next to the Talent St were all masters from the four schools.
Moreover, they were fully responsible for the recruitment of new students in the East Maind.
Disciples would not dare annoy them.
"The Talent St is the sole rule of this selection.
It shall never be wrong.
Everyone has but one chance.
So, young man, as you have had yours, you may graciously leave now,"
the old man in grey said to Austin with a nk face.
Since the Talent Stbelled him as a mediocre cultivator, the old man in grey lost interest in him.
"Great! Great!"
"What a wonderful day!"
"Huh! I never thought that Austin would end up like this. This is his retribution!"
The cultivators of the sect who had had a feud with Austin and the me Holy Land all rejoiced. They
gloated over Austin''s fate.
"Hmph! It turns out you are just a useless piece of shit! I shall go back to the East Maind from the
four schools one day to put a spike in your head!"
Max from the Ji n stared at Austin with a cold gaze.
"Well, Austin, I guess you''ve peaked.
I shall enter the four major schools, and achieve a higher level than you.
One day, I wille back to the East Maind and step on you because by then, you will achieve no
more than you have today. At that time, you will be nothing but chicken shit to me and everyone in the
wholend."
The Holy Son of the Vasteras Holy Land also stared at Austin with a straight face.
At the same time, the Holy Son Stephen, and the Holy Daughter Polly of the Arcane Holy Land were all
determined toe back to take revenge on Austin in the future.
The four of them had been caught by Austin and were imprisoned in the ve Tower. Not long ago,
they were set free because of the effort of their sects to negotiate with Austin.
Therefore, in this square, the four of them hated Austin the most.
"Well, it seems that I have no chance to go to the four major schools.
All right, then.
I can still reach a higher level of life by myself."
In front of the Talent St, Austin finally showed a faint smile. He turned around and left without looking
disappointed.
Over the years, Austin had improved himself step by step through his own efforts.
Austin believed that even if he didn''t join the four major schools, his life would not be as bad as
everyone thought.
"Wait, young man!"
When Austin turned around and was about to leave the Talent St, a figure suddenly materialized out
of the thin air and appeared beside him.
It was an old man with a young face, but his hair was all silver. He stared at Austin with a brilliant smile.
"Yes?"
Austin turned around and looked at the old man who called him.
''A formidable master!''
Austin''s spiritual sense force was tingling as it could not perceive the old man, who was just standing
behind him!
When the spiritual sense swept across his body, it showed that there was nothing there.
"It''s Master Anderson!"
As soon as the silvered-haired old man appeared, the four old men beside the Talent St were all
shocked.
Then, everyone rushed over and surrounded the old man.
"Sir, Master Anderson, when did youe here?"
"We are just selecting some new disciples. It is quite an event, you know that,"
the four old men said to the man called Anderson with smile one after another.
At this time, all the martial artists in the East Maind in the square knew that the old man who
appeared out of nowhere must have a high status.
Otherwise, the four old men, the hosts of the selection process, would not speak to him with such a
ttering attitude.