Arselan System: AI Controller
Chapter 024: The Class of Zarah

"Great," Ats praised, "I'm sure you can."

"Obviously dong" said Solar proudly, "I will be the successor to the most powerful Efendi Family."

"Haha ... well, as long as you work hard there must be a way," Ats was proud of his friend's great determination. He also has ambitions. Well, although not as ambitious as Solar, but the ideals also need a great struggle.

"But, Ats," Solar looked at Ats coldly this time, "Why didn't you ever say that you've become a particle practitioner to the expert stage?"

"Hm? Why tell you?" Ats stared in surprise, "Partially, you never asked."

"Where do I know!" Solar is not aware of that fact. Throughout his test yesterday with Master Khaled, the ruthless practitioner loved to compare with Ats. The man said he wasn't as good as his rival. Of course he didn't accept it. All this time, he felt balanced with Ats. Therefore, he needed to test it. "Ats, mumpung Master Khaled hasn't come yet, let's do some sparing. I was just about to enter the expert stage, but I won't lose to you."

"No ah," Ats refused. He sat in a waiting chair attached to the edge of the training hall. The young man did not want to get tired before the training began. As a person who had suffered several times under Master Khaled, he knew that this training always required a lot of manpower.

"You're scared, huh?" Solar is trying to provoke. Unfortunately, that had no effect on Ats. The rival was busy himself with his dress and said casually, "Yes, take it. I'm also not too ambitious to be a particle practitioner."

"Liar," Solar did not believe, "Where could you possibly be an expert-level practitioner if there was no ambition for it?"

"Can" Ats' casual tone made Solar even more annoyed, "Here I can."

"Heh, I'm serious," Solar clenched his hand, intending to hit Ats if the young man answered him with origin again. Ats turned away from his dress and looked at the chatty boy Efendi.

"I'm serious too" said Ats in a tone that did not change at all, "In my family, the average has also entered the expert level at this age."

"Eat him, here's my opponent!" Solar keeps pushy, "Don't you just bullshit."

"Ck, I'm real ko—"

"Hi!" a greeting cut Ats' words before he could finish it. That carefree-sounding voice came from a supple-faced young man who suddenly patted Solar on the shoulder. Solar is also moving away from it. He did not feel the arrival of the young man at all.

"Senior Ark?" Ats looked at the supple young man. He also got the idea to avoid Solar interference. "That's a big deal. Solar just needs an opponent for sparing. Senior can get him, right?"

"Eh?" Stunned arka. Actually, he just intends to challenge Ats. "Padahal—"

"No, Lar. Senior Arka wants to match you," Ats did not give Arka the opportunity to explain at all, "He is also an expert level zarahian practitioner. Better than me."

"Ck, just say you don't want to," Solar clucked in annoyance.

"I told you so," replied Ats sambari smiling knotfully, "From there on."

"Eh?" Arka's still a little confused, "Now really?"

"Yes" Solar answered. He also took Arka to the middle of the field.once he got there, he immediately made the perfect attacking horses. Arka was interested to see that.

"Okay, you advance first," Arka put up the defensive horses with a faint smile on her face. His smile was a little similar to Ats' smile which irritated Solar.

"Hhhh!" Solar attacked while calling out a shout of intimidation. If his opponent was mentally aware, it was certain that the person immediately collapsed before being hit by his attack. Unfortunately, expert practitioners certainly do not mentally know.

"Ck!" Solar clucked violently without replying to Ark's ravings. He continues to launch attacks. Unfortunately, most of the attacks he launched did not hit his targets. Arka can pull over or avoid those consecutive attacks easily. Every now and then, it's not fatal either. Their levels are different.

"Hi, you're from the Efendi Family, right?" asked Arka while fending off Solar's attack that targeted her head, "That martial will .. I'm sure it came from the great Efendi Family."

"Of course" Solar was provoked to answer Arka's question, "My Efendi family is a great family."

"Geh, you think so?" there was a mocking voice on Arka's tone this time, "You know? Even though your martial arts are great, you're the worst at the zarahian technique."

That frontal innuendo made Solar's punch stronger than before. His face was suddenly as cold as an iceberg. His eyes stared hard. The young man did not accept his family's humiliation.

"Good, you can definitely be stronger than this, right?" Arka continued to provoke, "Or ... Maybe this is the limit of your strength? Geh, it turns out. You're nothing more than this."

"Ck! Bac*t!" Solar is getting hooked. He wanted to continue strengthening his attacks, but the limit was only this. As Arka said, it was only this limited.

Buk up!

"!?" a blow to the neck made the exhausted Solar fall instantly. He also fell on the floor. Breathing gasps. His consciousness was almost gone. However, he still tried to keep it as strong as possible. As the future successor of the Efendi Family, he should be able to maintain the dignity of his family.

"Son," the wet hoarse voice startled Solar, but the young man could not respond to anything, "You're already good enough to enter my qualifications. However, there is less than you. Do you know what that is?"

Ats approached Solar and helped his friend get up. Solar finds Master Khaled standing in front of him. The famous fierce face looked at him flatly.

"Please hint you, Master," said Solar Lirih as he lowered his head on Ats's paper. No matter how proud he was of the House of Efendi, he was willing to humble himself to someone higher than him in order to be better.

"You are strong," said Master Khaled coldly, "But you are careless. Your great strength becomes redundant because you use it carelessly. You are also too easily consumed by emotions. Remember that you must be able to think clearly in any condition, especially in the world out there which is much different from the Altair Constellation. Youunderstand?"

"I understand, Master," Solar nodded. He's out of Ats now. Although his breathing was still unstable, he was ready to follow the training with the master.

"Ck! Rest first!" Master Khaled pointed to the sidelines, "I don't want you to fall in the middle of training."

"...!?"

Solar was stunned for a moment. He nodded back a little later. As he walked to the corner of the field. He heard Ats' voice saying, "Senior, you're too much."

"Hm," Arka did not feel guilty at all, "According to that? I think it's just ordinary."

Ats also saw a bitter smile on Arka's face. It seemed, there was something that his senior had experienced in the past. Well, that's none of his business. It's not good to interfere too much with a person's personal past.

"Hi, I want to invite you to a match earlier," finally Arka conveyed her initial obstructed intention earlier, "You even told me to fight with him."

"What if I'm the same? Isn't it the same?" Ats. Arka shook her head and smiled, "Different dong. You've entered the expert stage, while he hasn't. I am also curious about the Asir Family's particle technique. Your family is the greatest in their field."

"Haha .. if Senior Arka also asked for it, I still do not want to accept Senior's challenge," Ats stretched his body. He stood behind Master Khaled, preparing for the warm-up. "I don't want soy before practice."