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Awakening of the Mind Sovereign-Chapter 20: Now, you have two choices…
Chapter 20: Now, you have two choices...
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The scene returned to the present, where Kyber stood leaning against the wall while healers surrounded him, offering him healing pills and medicinal herbs. His wounds were closing at an alarming rate, as if his body were designed to resist pain and recover faster than any ordinary human.
After about an hour, Kyber opened his eyes and got up, ignoring the astonished looks around him.
The disciples whispered among themselves, unable to believe what they had witnessed.
"How can someone at the first level of the Spiritual Realm defeat Draven, who was at the third level?!"
"No... he didn't just defeat him. He knocked him unconscious with a series of strikes as if it was nothing more than a walk in the park!"
"This isn't normal... this is impossible!"
Even Kali, the overseer of the test, observed Kyber closely before offering a faint smile.
"Alright, now that you've had time to rest... I will begin explaining the second phase of the test."
Silence filled the area, and all eyes turned to Kali, who stood before the massive gate, ready to unveil the next challenge.
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Kali stood firmly before the disciples, his eyes scanning their exhausted yet eager faces. After a brief moment of silence, he smiled and spoke with confidence:
"Congratulations... You have all passed the test!"
A wave of relief spread among the disciples, but before any of them could celebrate, Kali continued, his voice calm yet filled with mystery:
"Now, you have two choices..."
Everyone froze in place, waiting to hear what he would say next.
"You may leave this place now, officially becoming inner disciples of the sect. You will join the ranks of the strongest fighters in the sect, receive abundant resources, and become part of the elite."
The disciples took a deep breath... This alone was a great achievement.
But Kali wasn't finished yet. He gave a cryptic smile before adding:
"Or... you may enter the second phase of the test. This phase is entirely different, and those who emerge victorious will not just be inner disciples... but something far more exceptional."
He paused for a moment, then continued in an enticing tone:
"In this phase, there will only be two winners. And these two will be given a rare opportunity... to train under the personal guidance of the Grand Elder himself."
The disciples' eyes widened.
The Grand Elder?!
Training under one of the strongest figures in the sect wasn't just a privilege—it was a dream for any warrior aspiring to reach the peak.
But Kali still wasn't done. His voice grew firmer as he said:
"However, if you choose to continue and enter the third phase..."
A moment of anticipation filled the air before he finished in a decisive tone:
"There will be only one winner... and that person will become the personal disciple of the Sect Master himself!"
Silence filled the area, but excitement was evident in everyone's eyes.
The Sect Master?!
The strongest individual, the one who held absolute authority within the sect, whose true power remained a mystery. Becoming his personal disciple meant reaching a level of strength beyond imagination.
The disciples exchanged glances—some were shocked, while others were beyond thrilled.
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After Kali's announcement, silence filled the space as the disciples exchanged uncertain glances. The decision was difficult, as each choice carried significant weight.
But suddenly, Kyber's voice broke the silence:
"I will accept this... I want to become an inner disciple, and I will not enter the second test."
All eyes widened in shock, disbelief written on the disciples' faces.
Kyber, who had crushed Draven in such an overwhelming manner, was withdrawing now?!
Even Elliot couldn't hide his surprise, but suddenly, he heard Kyber's thoughts as if they were spoken directly into his mind:
"I can't continue... If I keep fighting, I'll have to reveal my true power. I don't want anyone to know that I have a system."
In that instant, Elliot understood. A small smile formed on his lips, his eyes gleaming with excitement, then he confidently stepped forward and declared:
"I will fight... I will enter the second phase!"
All attention shifted to him in shock.
Up until now, Elliot had been viewed as the weakest—someone who wasn't supposed to have made it this far. But now, he stood before them, boldly declaring his intent to face one of the fiercest battles of his life.
However, Elliot wasn't the only one. Two other disciples made the same decision to leave, reducing the number of contenders to just five.
Five fighters remained, including Elliot...
The other disciples looked at him curiously, unable to comprehend why he was continuing.
Was he that confident in himself? Or was he just a fool who didn't know when to stop?
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The five students stood facing each other, their eyes keenly observing every movement, fully aware that this test would not be easy.
With steady steps, Kali stepped forward and spoke in a calm voice that carried an intimidating strength:
"Since you have decided to proceed to the second stage, let's start again by introducing yourselves."
It seemed like a formality, but it was clear that Kali wanted to know who these individuals were—those who had chosen to risk everything to reach the peak of the sect.
One of the students was the first to speak. He was a tall young man with gray hair and eyes as cold as ice:"I am Zayn, 17 years old, at the ninth level of the Initial World."
Next was another student, his sharp features and gaze exuding absolute confidence:"I am Raid, 18 years old, at the first level of the Spiritual World."
As for the only girl among them, she stepped forward with graceful steps, yet the aura surrounding her carried a sense of danger:"My name is Liana, 16 years old, at the eighth level of the Initial World."
Then, it was Elliot's turn. He smiled lightly and spoke without hesitation:"Elliot, 18 years old, seventh level of the Initial World."
The other students chuckled mockingly but said nothing... So far, Elliot had shown no real strength that would make them take him seriously.