Chapter 215
Jonathan Dai was thirsty and hungry, barely holding in his tears from the sheer cold the wind
brought.
He did not dare to break into the gates of Cloud n, and could only shout at his bodyguard, "Uncle
Karson, quick, think of something! I want to go in now, or I''ll freeze to death out here."
Karson Mao was also in a dilemma. Despite having a considerable amount of strength, he knew
that he was no match for the Cloud n who was part of the ck Level n. It was impossible,
but he still had to find a way to abide and fulfill Master Dai''s wishes.
As he was racking his brains for a solution, his sight fell on a small hut a distance away from the
gates. His eyes widened as a n formed in his brain, and he eximed, "Master Dai, I have a
n."
"What n?" Jonathan was eager to know.
"Master Dai, you will understand when you see it." Karson smiled as he stood up and walked
towards the small hut.
The old hut was standing lonelily at an abandoned site around the gates, and looked
worn down from the rain and shine. Cobwebs decorated the corners of the house and traces of
unidentified gunk could be seen on the walls and the roof of the hut.
Karson marched forward confidently and swiped away the cobwebs that hung in front of the
doorway. His gaze fell on a meter-high drum sitting in the middle of the hut, and he reached out to
grab the drumsticks that wereying by the drum.
The guarding Cloud n disciples were puzzled upon seeing him, but their concerns changed to
worry when they suddenly thought of something. They quickly rushed over and stopped him,
asking, "Put down the drumsticks, what are you doing?"
Karson ignored them and took the drumsticks, smiling as he said, "I have heard rumors that the
Cloud n has a special rule from long ago. Regardless whoever it is, one can beat this drum as
long as they have a favour to ask from the Cloud n. After passing their trials, it is said that the
n will fulfill their request at all costs no matter what it is about."
"Such a tradition has not been abolished, has it?" he looked at the young disciples.
The disciples were momentarily taken aback before nodding their head in reply, "It''s not abolished."
These rules were set by the Cloud n a long time ago and had been maintained as traditions
through their 20 years of excellence back in the past. The n elders and disciples were also very
kind and would help whoever was in need as best as they could. However, following Feather Gu''s
massacre and rebellion, their n''s reputation slowly died out from the public eye. Since then, the
drum had not been beaten by anyone until today. If Karson had not brought it up, the young
disciples themselves would''ve already forgotten that such a rule existed in the first ce.
"Since there''s nothing wrong, I can beat the drum now right?" Karson was just about to beat the
drum.
The disciples didn''t look good and they hurriedly stopped him, "It''s fine if you beat the drum, but the
trials have always been quite difficult to pass. Have you considered this thoroughly?"
"What kind of test is it?" Karson asked.
It had been years since someone had beaten the drum, so the disciples were also clueless to what
the tests were about. One of them quickly turned back to report it to their elders.
Karson was not in a hurry, so he turned to the public and started exining some Cloud n rules
that he was aware of.
Instantly, everyone''s interest was aroused. Many wanted to try for themselves or had their
bodyguards standby to beat the drumter.
Some had already had their requests in mind to ask to the Cloud n after beating the drum. For
instance, some wanted to ask for some precious medicinal herbs, while some wanted to have the
Cloud n take them in as disciples.
While everyone was still deep in their thoughts, the disciple that left just now returned with a cold
look in his eyes. He nced around at the crowd and announced, "The details of the trial will be to
resist 100 attacks from 4 of the Cloud n''s official disciples. If you are still standing after their
attacks, we will acknowledge that you have passed."
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As soon as he said this, four disciples dressed in green robes stood forward. They were evidently
skilled and stood out from ordinary people.
Immediately, many people hesitated.
At this moment, one of the four disciples stood forward and dered, "Let me inform you in
advance, two of us here are at thete-Yellow Level, while the other two are at the mid-Yellow
Level. However, we are already close to reaching thete-Yellow Levels. If anyone here has
confidence in taking the challenge, do step forward."
His words caused an uproar as many excited individuals turned pale and backed off from the trial.
Despite many of them hiring bodyguards who had some martial arts skills, they were at most at the
mid-Yellow Level stages. To put them up against two mid-Yellow Level and twote-Yellow Level
martial artists would be suicide. They wouldn''t stand a chance at all.
Instantly, many retreated from the challenge with no other choice.
Karson was also hesitating whether or not he should pull out from the trial. However, Jonathan had
other ns upon seeing the intimate exchange of words between Fade Chen and Winnie Huo. He
couldn''t hold in his anger and instructed, "Uncle Karson, you have to pass the test."
Karson took note of the instructions and nodded inpliance as he walked towards the four
disciples. With the strength of ate-Yellow Level martial artist, he would probably be defeated
quickly if he were to fight against these four disciples.
However, the details of the trial were only to remain standing after 100 moves, so he was pretty
confident he could do it. After all, he had been stuck at thete-Yellow Level for several years.
Adding on to his practical experiences fighting in real battles, he was sure that he had the skills to
survive for 100 moves.
"I''m willing to take the test. Come at me!" He challenged the four disciples fearlessly. This sent the
crowd into a mixture of envy and excitement.
Jonathan immediately felt prideful as he could feel the crowd''s attention shifting towards him. He put
his hands behind his back as though it was nothing to be worried about and said, "Uncle Karson, I''ll
be waiting for your good news."
He then turned to Fade and looked romantically into Winnie''s eyes as he said, "Winnie,e with
me after Uncle Karson passes the trialter! You''re a celebrity, you can''t stay here."
Winnie declined his invitation and said, "It''s alright, I would rather stay here." After that, she turned
away from him and stuck closer to Fade.
This was an insult to Jonathan as his expression soured. He red at Fade and scowled, "Winnie,
wasn''t this guy trying to show off just now? Look at him now, he''s not even trying to take the trial!
He''s just a coward and you shouldn''t associate yourself with him." "Jonathan, Fade is my friend. I
won''t allow you to insult him like this," Winnie refuted coldly.
Jonathan sneered, "Insult? I''m not in the wrong here. Uncle Karson is going to pass the trial soon,
but how about him? Putting aside the question of whether he can pass the test or not, but he''s not
even taking a try at passing it! Tell me, if this is not the behaviour of a coward, what is?"
Fade overheard his remarks and sighed while shaking his head in disapproval. The only reason
why he didn''t try was because he felt that there was something fishy about the Cloud n
forbidding outsiders to enter. They probably had their own concerns. He didn''t expect that not giving
the trial a try would actually make him look like a coward.
"Don''t shake your head, you coward. You''re not qualified to be with Winnie, let alone stand beside
her." Jonathan taunted.
Fade retorted cooly, "I think you should stopmenting on me and instead worry about your
bodyguard. I don''t think he''s going tost to the end of the trial."
"What a joke! Uncle Karson''s strength is at thete-Yellow Level. Even if he doesn''t win, he can
surely survive a hundred moves. You are just weak, don''t think that others are on the same level as
you." Jonathan boasted proudly to Fade.
All of a sudden, a loud cry of pain could be heard. The crowd turned towards the voice and saw
Uncle Karson whom Jonathan was so confident in winning flying backwards into the air. He fell to
the ground right beside Jonathan, a trail of blood trickling from his mouth and his face as pale as a
ghost.
Dead silence hung in the air.
Jonathan, who was initially full of pride and content was now utterly dumbfounded. He could say
nothing but gawk at the scene, his face contorted uglily as he was forced to take back his words
from just now.