Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 53

Importance of the Fate and Luck of a Cultivator…
Chiron could not help but believe this was an effort on the part of the clan to let students understand that Cultivation was a personal journey of many tribulations.

In truth, many of the values taught in the Academy were very good. The only problem was that at the end of the day, there all streamed down to the benefit of the clan as a whole.

This was not a value Chiron possessed.

The second test was simple. The students were to fight a one-on-one battle. Naturally, the winners got points that were cumulated to pass the tests.

However, after the eviction of many students in the first stage. Many of the students picked draws that unfortunately left them with no partners.

Normally, it would have been expected that the draws be picked again. However, this was not the case.

If a student finished beating his opponent, he has the option of picking a person from the students without a draw to fight. If he won again, his points would naturally be increased and he is allowed to pick another student from the students without a draw.

This process may continue infinitely until he loses, or until he runs out of stamina. The point of the lesson was to teach the students that only victors had the right to pick the direction of their own fate.

Nevertheless, if the person that was chosen from the students without draws were to defeat his opponent, he automatically takes over all the points that his opponent acquired thus far.

This was indeed a brutal method for a competition. It also aimed at making the students understand the consequences of their luck and actions.

And lastly, it emphasized the value of strength and the pursuit of it.

The students formed a straight line and they each picked their draws. Many of them were paired with one another while the others were not.

Unfortunately, Chiron was not paired with anybody. Unsurprisingly, this was a draw he expected.

Unlike the rest of the students, Chiron had a means of knowing the level of luck he had, and honestly, it was very shitty at best. On top of that, luck could influence luck.

Naturally, the stronger a cultivator was, the more powerful his luck stood. Chiron was currently in the midst of a lot of cultivators as the sole normal human being.

There was no way his luck was going to be able to challenge this much strength and still stand on top.

“The first match is going to begin now,” Elder Joules announced. She brought out a list according to the pairing and called out the first opponents, “Davin and Tobi.”

Once their names were mentioned, two boys stepped forward. Each had a sword in hand.

Davin was a cultivator with a B-grade dantain and Tobi was a cultivator with a C-Grade Dantain.

Davin was bigger in size and was one of Cablean’s bully friends. While Tobi was smaller and even his sword was a little crappy.

“Commence!” Elder Joules gave the order and the fight began. Davin did not wait for Tobi to get ready.

Immediately he rushed for the smaller boy with the same force and ferociousness a hungry tiger used to descend on an antelope.

*Clang!*

Tobi only barely defended against the attack. But then came a kick to the chest that sent him flying in the air like a kite without a string.

Tobi hit the ground with his back. The force of which the watching students heard his back crack a little. He spat out a jet of blood in the air.

Although Davin saw this, he did not stop his assault.

He leaped high into the air as his sword came down like lightning against a fig tree.

“STOP!!!” Elder Joules commanded and Davin’s sword stopped just inches away from smashing Tobi’s face.

Davin laughed as he spat by Tobi’s side, “weakling!”

The match had ended. Tobi sighed in relief and fainted on the spot. Some students came along and lifted him out of the place.

Elder Joules smiled at Davin, “Very good! although you did not use your spirit energy at all throughout the fight, you were still relentless,” She turned to the students, “Remember! no matter what, a cultivator must not show mercy to his opponent. If he is weak, then it is his luck.”

Elder joules called the next set of students, and they came forward. This time around, both students had B-grade Dantains. The match started at a different pace from the way the first one had gone.

Both fighters were wary of one another. Both of them first activated their spirit energy, sending it into their swords before attacking.

*Clang! Clang!! Clang!!!*

The continuous striking of metal against metal was heard. Both parties did not back off in their attacks. However, a misstep into a small pothole on the ground by one of the participants was the turning point of the fight.

Chiron watched attentively as such a minor detail like a misstep on uneven ground made one of the students lose the stable balance of the fight.

This was truly what one would consider luck.

Chiron remembered that in the cinemas of his former life, he would watch martial art movies where people used their environments to their advantage in a fight, but never at one time in those movies had he seen that such a slight mistake was relevant enough to make a person lose a fight.

This was the difference between those staged fights and real-world fights.

A person might be strong but maybe by luck, he got a sprain on his ankle when throwing a kick. That sprain might eventually give his opponent an advantage, which would end up putting him at a strong disadvantage that could cause the end of his life.

This was the reason why luck was important in the life of a cultivator.

It is said that many cultivators carry spirit charms on their bodies just to effectively increase their luck. No one knew when a lack of sufficient luck could potentially make one lose his life.

The match ended with the student that had missed his step losing the battle.

“Next! Carla versus Nora,” Elder Joules called out loudly.