Chapter 34: Sixteen Meters (1/2)
Chapter 34: Sixteen Meters
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Tehrn
Seeing that everyone had devoted their attention to Ma Xiaoru, Wang Tong seized the opportunity, he moved toward the instructor and asked, ”Can I start now?”
”Oh, yeah of course.”
Wang Tong felt the thread in between his thumb and index finger as he weighed his options and the risks: his options were limited, and he knew that he had to risk everyone's attention to pass the monthly test.
The lead of the thread wafted out of Wang Tong's hand as he wrenched his arm forward. It was the same move used by all the other students. The instructor lay the tip of his marker down on the ”Fail” checkbox, waiting for the thread to lose its momentum quickly. It did not. Instead, it glided swiftly and steadily toward the target, just like Ma Xiaoru's thread.
Seven. Eight. Nine. The thread drifted across the classroom, unfaltering.
More students joined the instructor's gaze at the drifting thread. Their mouths opened wide in disbelief as the thread glided passed the twelve-meter line.
Thirteen meters.
Some students held their breath as they watched Wang Tong's performance. One of the students was gesturing to his classmate, who was still watching Ma Xiaoru, to get him to watch Wang Tong. The other classmate replied brusquely, ”Why did you poke me?” before he turned his head over his shoulder. His jaw dropped as soon as he looked in the direction his friend had been pointing.
Fifteen meters!
Wang Tong had made it to the same distance as Ma Xiaoru.
The thread didn't show any sign of slowing down until it reached the sixteen-meter line.
”Bravo!” the instructor yelled at the top of his lungs after the thread landed softly on the ground. His face was red from excitement.
Wang Tong's heart dropped when the instructor's yelling attracted the attention of the entire classroom. He quickly moved his soul energy, forcing perspiration to seep out of his skin to decorate the exhausted mask he was fumbling to put on.
Some observant student yelled out, ”Sixteen meters, he reached sixteen meters!”
The crowd sizzled with disbelief. ”Sixteen meters? That’s impossible!”
”WANG TONG, SIXTEEN METERS!”
The instructor announced as loud as he could. He was eager to share this record breaking result with everyone in the classroom.
”No, please, stop yelling!” Wang Tong shouted in his mind.
”Mr. Lester, are you sure?” the chief examiner asked.
”Why, do you doubt me? Everyone has seen it.”
A dozen students nodded their heads. One of them confirmed, ”Yea, his thread drifted through all the loops, just like Ma Xiaoru’s did.”
Ma Xiaoru was looking at Wang Tong suspiciously. Being an expert butcher was one thing, but this test was an entirely different story. Maneuvering the thread with soul energy seemed simple, but it required an extraordinary degree of control over one's power, an ability that was beyond an ordinary human's capability.
Ma Xiaoru had excelled the test because of the Tactics of the Enchantress and her superior genes. ”How did Wang Tong manage to do even better than me?” Ma Xiaoru thought curiously, narrowing her eyelids as she stared at Wang Tong.
Wang Tong wiped his glistening forehead, looking exhausted. ”Teacher, I feel dizzy, can I please take a rest?”
”Yea, of course, feel free to do so. You have finished the test anyways,” Mr. Lester said kindly as he watched Wang Tong's limp figure. He was pleased that Wang Tong was willing to go above and beyond to achieve the best score.