Combat Emperor: Zhang Yu's Journey
Chapters... 45: Last Survival
Slowly but surely the originally bright sky turned dark. In a room, Meng Hua had just finished writing a list of the names of the new disciples and wanted to hand them over to the outer court elders.
Suddenly from the direction of the door a disciple wearing a blue uniform entered the room.
"Meng Hua Senior, ...." The young man's voice instantly choked at Meng Hua's sharp gaze.
He realized his mistake of not knocking on the door before entering. He swung his legs back, then knocked on the door twice.
"I always said to knock on the door before entering. Is it too much to do?"
"Sorry," The disciple lowered his head regretfully while apologizing.
Meng Hua himself was an inner court disciple who because he was trusted by some elders so that he could become the overseer of the outer court. Therefore not a single outer court disciple dared to mess with him. The position in the outer court was only under the elder and that was enough to make some decisions.
"Forget over. Now tell me what business?" meng Hua asked the male disciple before her.
"Next ...." The student explained at length. The point was to have Meng Hua come to where Elder Xin Fei, one of the outer court elders was to hand over a list of new disciples' names and some basic information about them.
This is a coincidence. Meng Hua had indeed intended to hand over the list of names as it had just finished. Because this disciple came to him, so just ask him to give it to the elder.
"... Senior Meng Hua, but ...."
"Not much but-but. Leave immediately, or do you want to anger Elder Xin Fei?"
Meng Hua's sentence managed to scare the man's disciple. Without waiting any longer he dashed out while carrying a list of new disciple names.
One task completed. But Meng Hua still had one more task to do.
"It's time to look out into the field." The smile on his face seemed to glow when imagining many failing in the first training.
They all give up in the middle of time, he thought.
Because in the previous two periods no new students can survive until the given time limit. Of course there were some disciples who had mischievous plans by secretly using Qi. But it would be useless and would even get them knocked out faster because the jug would be destroyed once it felt the Qi.
Meng Hua exited the room and walked towards the field. After a long distance, he finally arrived. But the situation on the pitch is much different to what he thought before.
"Hey! What are you guys doing here?!" meng Hua exclaimed at the hundreds of clustered outer disciples.
They gathered together like they were witnessing something amazing. Even those who usually hear his words, now it seems to close their ears because of the focus with something in front there.
"What exactly happened?" Meng Hua narrowed her eyes and began to be curious.
A disciple had just left the crowd and had a look on his face that was frustrated but also accompanied by a trace of admiration.
"You can explain what happened?"
When Meng Hua held back the man's disciple's shoulder, she instead acted like she was seeing a ghost.
"Se-Senior Meng Hua, you ...."
"What's in there?" meng Hua asked not to wait any longer.
The male disciple pondered for a while, the next stage he raised his hand showing to the king of the crowd. "There was a new student who survived. He held the water-filled jug still with one leg. From morning to night. Looks like this is the first for the last few years."
"Senior Meng Hua, I have to go and train myself. I'm not willing to lose to a new student. I'll be even better!" After saying that the male disciple left with a burning spirit.
In contrast to Meng Hua who slowly frowned upon hearing the information.
Did one student survive? Did anyone really survive?
Meng Hua blinked a few times then next walked forward dismantling the crowd.
"remove! Move over!"
Knowing who had come, the hundreds of disciples instantly split into two halves. Meng Hua walked with her steady steps she was curious as to who the figure that could endure in the first practice of a new disciple. He was excited to find out. That spirit therapy would instantly vanish when it saw clearly who the only disciple was still carrying a jug over his head.
"In-dia ...."
Zhang Yu saw Meng Hua coming. His face was full of sweat and his right leg looked red.
That's obviously too sore. But Zhang Yu could still show a calm face and ask Meng Hua. "Senior Meng Hua, am I allowed to lower the vehicle?"
Meng Hua was nervous when she saw Zhang Yu's appearance. The special pitcher he gave Zhang Yu was a pitcher that would get heavier as time went on.
He thought Zhang Yu would not be strong and give up sooner than anyone. But what he had never imagined was that Zhang Yu would become the last and only new disciple to survive until the deadline was over.
"You can end it."
Hearing this Zhang Yu directly threw the jug over his head until it shattered and scattered. Water spilled everywhere making clothes drenched.
Yet who cared anymore about clothes, Zhang Yu walked towards Meng Hua, staring silently with calm eyes.
Meng Hua was getting nervous. He also feels guilty.
"Zhang Yu, you're such a surprise. You're the only one who can survive to the end. I'll buy you to celebrate." Wu Zetian the fat young master came over and directly poked a hand at Zhang Yu's neck.
Zhang Yu turned his face away from Meng Hua and replied to Wu Zetian's invitation. "alright. I remember what you said."
The two of them left the crowd because the first training had been completed. Leaving behind was also Meng Hua who was still standing there with her anxiety.
Some old disciples judged Zhang Yu's attitude a little excessive. He did not even greet Meng Hua. It clearly did not appreciate its existence.
Meng Hua heard what they were talking about. But compared to the matter, he felt guilty for oppressing Zhang Yu by using his powers as a watchdog.
Moreover, Zhang Yu had indeed entered through the back lane. But his strength was clearly not inferior to the other new disciples. It might even be better than the new students of the previous periods.
"Maybe after this I should apologize to her,"