Chapter 4: Formcast Model (1/2)

The door of the spacecraft opened with a dull thud, a hand stretching out from within before pausing. A short-haired young man eventually walked out, “Oof, I’m exhausted! I know this is supposed to be a trial, but why do they have to choose such a remote planet and make us fly out on our own?”

The youth stepped out and stretched to get used to his white light armor and combat boots, grabbing a dagger from the spacecraft before putting on what looked like a wristwatch and tapping it once. His gaze quickly hardened as the device emitted a beep, and he turned towards Lu Yin’s hiding spot at once, “Who’s there?”

Lu Yin immediately ran ten meters away from the factory, just in time to avoid an energy slash that split the entire building in two. The young man flew into the sky and stared down, “Are you a native of this planet?”

Realm of Sky? Lu Yin was surprised.

“I’m speaking to you, can’t you hear me?” the youth asked with annoyance, casually sweeping his dagger across the air once more. Lu Yin watched as the aftermath formed a deep crater in the ground, raising clouds of dust.

“You’re an alien?” he eventually asked.

The young man smirked and descended to the ground, glancing at his watch before turning back in shock, “Only combat level 8? You shouldn’t be able to dodge my attacks at that… Wait, you specialize in body training?”

Lu Yin was confused, “You should be an alien.”

The young man frowned, “That is technically true, but we’d prefer you natives call us masters.”

“Masters?” Lu Yin frowned.

The young man looked down at him and said, “The Great Yu Empire has been observing your planet for a long time. We have control of it, so we’re clearly your masters. Now, do you focus purely on body training? Did you become a Seeker yet, or maybe even a Sentinel?

“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

Lu Yin’s answer prompted the youth to narrow his gaze. He pondered for a moment before realizing that the natives of the planet couldn’t know the different realms of cultivation, his expression turning cold as he glared at Lu Yin, “Attack me. I want to see what you’re capable of.”

Lu Yin clenched his fists, “Are you sure?”

The young man scoffed, “Do you know who I am? I’m Vesta, the likes of you can’t possibly hurt me. Even if you could somehow hide your combat level and were a Sentinel, you still wouldn’t be able to compete with me. You get to see just how wide the gap is between us.”

“I’ll attack, then,” Lu Yin pulled out his metal rod, rushing forward as Vesta arrogantly crooked a finger.