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Chapter 455: Disciples 1

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Outside Kovitan Palace A plaza at an intersection

Several tall circular rings stood quietly in a triangular fore crowds surrounding the, people lifting up their hands as support and whispering a worried faces However, s

"Ice sword!"

A cold fe sound, a ray of silver-white light turned into a sharp beam It jolted forward towards a black-haired

The ht hand towards the ground

With a bang, a cloud of black s could be seen within the black smoke The sharp white beam quietly disappeared after

After a moment, a white-robed female quickly retreated fro her left shoulder

After she ca As she fell and sat on the ring, the thin white sword in her hand snapped into tith a crack

"Blackbird wins!"

A red-robed noble with a white ho sat beside the ring announced boomed

"Next!"

An attendant beside the noble shouted

"Don't understand what the Lord is thinking I understand that he wants to recruit outside forces, but what's the point in recruiting norhters like this?" A few noble discussed between theraceful The wo They weren't advanced in years but there was a hint of arrogance in their eyes

"Don't guess the intentions of the Lord We just have to follow his orders Many people would fight for a supervising job like this" A beautiful girl wearing a round, white hat muttered

She held a white umbrella that seemed to be s on both of her ears She put her long, rounded legs together and tilted thehtly, her white lace tunic skirt evidently revealed her figure

"My Lady Do you think that our Lord received orders from the princess, which is why…?" One of the nobles asked softly

"Who knows? Alright, stop guessing My advice is good for you" The lady said softly "This time, the Blackfire palace's disciple recruit If we allow trash to enter the palace and so for us

"We can say that But aren't the people in the rings private soldiers from different noble faain connections" A girl on the side pouted her lips, displeased

"Both are norhters, why can the peasants use but not us nobles? Shouldn't one's abilities be decided in the ring?" The"Look, its another peasant"

The rest of the s There was blood at the sides of his mouth He was unconscious, yet it was obvious he was quite severely injured

A e with a thin sword in one of his hands Blood dripped froantly at his opponent below

"Pass Winner has won 15 e announced loudly

The ht in his eyes as he walked towards the back of the ring

There were rows of white chairs inners sitting on some of them All of them had won 15 matches consecutively

Most of them were dressed as nobles Their closed looked luxurious and delicate, with a distinct western vibe

Only a minority were dressed like peasants, each of the a word They were different from the nobles This viewed this audition with much dom

Yesterday, the Blackfire Palace announced that they would be having auditions to recruit disciples They h thenotices and distributing fliers everywhere

For anyone who placed within the top three, the Lord of Blackfire Palace would personally take theht a technique that would help the a master on the level of totem users

Even for those who failed to enter top three, the top hundred would also qualify to enter Blackfire Palace for an opportunity to be reborn as a Blackfire Guard

Before the fight began, Lord Garen appeared personally for a speech

"No , male or female Anyone who meets the requirements, I will bestow upon you the power you desire"

In that hout the whole kingdo screened

In the past, there were auditions like that by other departments However, they were used to select totee at all They were comhts

Peasants had totally nothing to do with it In fact, this path to success had been cut off by the nobles