Arselan System: AI Controller
Chapter 015: Zarahian Technique

"As expected of a child of the Asir Family," said Master Khaled satisfiedly, "You have a good talent. Why do you prefer to be such a boring scientist? In fact, you can achieve amazing feats with your talent."

"No, Master," Ats shook his head firmly, "In the Asir Family, I am still mediocre. The young master of the main family is greater and more talented than I am."

"Ck, you guys have always been so humble," Master Khaled clucked as a—yah, not too much anyway, "Last year, I also had a talented student from the Asir Family like you. He also said that his cousin was more talented than he was, even though he was from the main family."

"Ah, it must be Young Master Emir, right?" guess Ats spontaneously. He immediately remembered his friendly cousin. Actually, Emir Asir also asked him to become a military officer like Master Khaled, but Ats rejected him subtly and preferred his mother's path.

"Well, he said his cousin was more talented," Master Khaled accused Ats with his index finger, "Isn't that you?"

"We have many talented cousins, Master," Ats argued politely, "Maybe it's our other cousin."

"Shais ...! Nevermind! It doesn't matter now," Master Khaled again ruffled his waist, "I've seen your abilities. Who would have thought this brat like you would dare to stab me directly who was a master? I am amazed by your courage. Ck, if only the toy wasn't there, I would have seen something more interesting."

"Haha ...," Ats chuckled at the grunts of his teacher. He did not expect that the Head of the Care Board who he said was fierce had a side like this. "That's because I'm sure that my attack won't be able to injure a master zarahian practitioner unless you're too off guard, Master."

"Hm, right," Master Khaled nodded in agreement, "I shouldn't have let you touch a single piece of my clothes, but it turns out that I underestimated you too much. Next time, I can't be like that anymore. Ah, yea! You were about to use the Zarahian technique, right? Show me!"

"Ready, Master," Ats according to. Both of his hands were joined together with one of them clenching. He also reshaped the horses. In a few moments, his body slowly became transparent. The particles of particles in his body began to stretch. If there was a bullet or sword slash hitting it, the weapon would definitely pass by without injuring the practitioner in the slightest. That was the main characteristic of the Zarah Clan that often made other clans hassles.

"Hm, enough," Master Khaled raised his hand, "You can rest now."

The particles of the Ats particles re-integrate instantly. The young man also took a long breath. It takes a lot of energy and energy to perform and maintain that one technique. Therefore, he rarely used it except in the crucial moments.

"Hi, you guys!" snapped Master Khaled. The students who had just wanted to disperse after watching the short match had become jolted. They were afraid of the master.

"Aren't you guys going to have a Zarah Class entrance test today?" master Khaled asked with his voice raspy wet and hideous, "Where are your seniors?"

The kids did not answer. They push each other first, only then one of them advances into a spokesperson. With a vibrating voice, he answered Master Khaled's question, "Me—they're out for a while, Ma—Mas—ter. We were ordered to wait a moment."

"Hm, is that it?" Master Khaled smirked and consciously spread his aura of intimidation. The children in front of him were stunned stiffly at that. In fact, not all of them wanted to enroll in a Zarah Class. They came because they said there was a good game here. When they were about to go home, suddenly their steps came to a halt.

"Oh, Master Khaled," a voice diverted Master Khaled from the children of that new school year. He saw a carefree-looking young man who came with some of his friends. "You're done practicing here. Sorry to interrupt. Our sisters just hope to learn a valuable lesson from you."

"Arka, you must be able to educate the mushy children well," said Master Khaled to the young man who greeted him, "Don't let the younger generation of the Zarah Clan be 'know' like this."

"Hm ...," the young man called Arka smiled in a knot to hide his nervousness, "Te—certain, Master. They will be the best practitioners of zarahian in the future."

As Master Khaled and the senior disciples were chatting, Ats watched him closely. He observed the most prominent Ark among them. "Arselan, please identify that frontmost senior brother."

"Identification started ...!" Arselan answered. He uses a cat detective emoticon time. The expression he showed looked very serious. "Object identified!

Age: 18 years old

Status: Pupil, Zarahian Expert (intermediate)

Affiliates: Altair Academy, Beta Force Team

Threat Level: Weak

"Sirius? I've never heard of the clan," murmured Ats softly, "Is he a non-marga disciple? His ability must be very high because he's an expert."

"Ats," called a student who was about to enroll in the Zarah Class, "What were you doing?"

"Tests go to class" Ats replied briefly. His friends were stunned too. They did not expect at all that they would have to duel with Master Khaled to be able to enter the Zarah Class. Seeing that, Ats shook his head and gave good news, "I was told by Professor Han, so the test was a bit different. You don't have to worry."

"Correct?" one of them asked to confirm. He had intended to retreat because he felt unable to fight Master Khaled. Ats shrugged his shoulders and said, "Try asking the seniors!"

"Hi, what do you mean you're different?" ask the other child. There was a suspicious mimicry in the boy. He was Solar Efendi, one of the main heirs of the Efendi Family who ruled over one of the regions in the empire and had various fields of business.

"I was told to enter the Class of Zarah with Professor Han," replied Ats lazily. He found no good signs. "That's why, Master Khaled himself should test me."

"What?" Solar didn't believe it, "What does that mean he'll be your coach?"

"Well, more or less so," Ats gave a small nod. Solar is thinking hard. There was an aura of competition emanating from him, but Ats did not care about that aura.

"Hi, quickly gather in the middle!" one of the seniors called the new children to docked. Apparently, the seniors had already finished chatting with Master Khaled. Those who intend to apply also enter the field, while the rest look for opportunities to get out of the training hall.

"Ats, I'm not going to lose to you" said Solar before he went into the middle of the field, "Have that in mind!"

"Hm, it's up to you" Ats doesn't care.

"Look Asir" called Master Khaled then, "Follow me. There are still other tests you have to face."

"Okay, Master," Ats followed the master. Before exiting the training hall, he took a quick look at his comrades who were lined up in the middle of the field.

"Arselan, will my days be fine after this?" ask Ats prank. Arselan also performs lightning-fast data processing. Shortly afterwards, he replied, "May you be well and sound always in the blessings and mercy of Almighty God."

"That's ...," Ats knew the words, "You took from the farewell, huh? Hais .. I didn't expect an answer to that question. After all, you also can't predict the future."