Berserk God of War
Chapter 208 - 208 208 Passing Not a War Body

208: Chapter 208: Passing, Not a War Body 208: Chapter 208: Passing, Not a War Body On the first Divine Spaceship, Sui Yu asked, “General Ning, didn’t you say that at least a Third Grade Martial Root is required to board the Divine Spaceship?”

Slap!

General Ning felt as if she had been viciously slapped again, she lowered her voice and said, “Use the tool, test it again.”

She didn’t believe that Sikong Jing’s Martial Root was zero; perhaps there was something blocking the measurement.

Then, Elder Wei used the tool.

In Elder Wei’s hands appeared a crystal-clear rectangular pillar with a scale etched onto it.

Elder Wei said to Sikong Jing, “Drip your blood onto it, each mark on the scale corresponds to the grade of your Martial Root.”

A flash of brilliance passed through Sikong Jing’s eyes, but it quickly faded.

The Golden Divine Dragon had said, “Blood of Ten Thousand Beasts cannot be measured,” so surely the tool would not work either.

He did as instructed and dripped his blood…

Then the testing pillar remained motionless, Sikong Jing’s Martial Root was indeed zero!

Just as Elder Wei had explained, if it were a First Grade Martial Root, the blood Sikong Jing dripped would rise by one increment, and so on.

But the current state of the testing pillar proved that Sikong Jing had no Martial Root at all.

All the Black-armored Soldiers looked at General Ning in unison, even they had never seen such an unfathomable incident.

Without a Martial Root, how did Sikong Jing board the second search for the Divine Spaceship?

He should have been eliminated in the first round.

Facing everyone’s gazes, General Ning said emotionlessly, “The final round, let it begin.”

After speaking, she flashed back onto the first Divine Spaceship.

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment.

Could it be that General Ning also did not know what was going on?

Suddenly, Sun Gan caught up and said, “General Ning, since his Martial Root is zero, which does not conform to the rules for going to the Long Night Empire, no matter how high his martial arts wisdom is, it’s useless.

He should be thrown off.”

As these words were spoken, the crowd looked towards General Ning again, some tense and others expectant.

General Ning slowly stated, “The current rule is, passing three rounds allows one to leave with us.”

After that remark, General Ning no longer paid attention to Sun Gan.

Su Zhenglong and Sui Yu among others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although General Ning was very cold, she had always acted according to the rules.

Even if Sikong Jing’s Martial Root was zero, he had passed the previous two rounds of martial testing.

At this moment, only about three hundred people remained on the second Divine Spaceship, and all those who hadn’t passed the martial wisdom test had left.

Elder Wei told the three hundred qualifiers, “The last round, actual combat.”

Everyone held their breath and continued to listen.

“Whether it’s the Martial Root or martial arts wisdom, both are in service of actual combat.”

“If a person does not have the courage to fight and kill, he is not worthy of being a Martial Artist.”

“If a person cannot bring out the strongest in what he has learned in actual combat, then even the best talent is wasted.”

“Next, you will enter the Battle Puppet rooms inside the cabin and stay for ten days.

In each room, there is a Battle Puppet of the same realm as you.

You must defeat the Battle Puppet within ten days, otherwise, you will be eliminated.”

“Whenever you defeat it, that’s when you pass the test.”

“Those who pass ahead of time will have the opportunity to bring two family members to the Long Night Empire.

In ten days, when the third round of martial testing is completed, that will be the day we head for the Long Night Empire.”

Elder Wei’s words clearly entered the ears of everyone, each clenching their fists.

To take family members along and leave the Canglong Domain, one must complete the task ahead of time; otherwise, one could only leave home alone, likely without even a chance to say goodbye and possibly never to meet again.

All were sharply stimulated by this.

Thereafter, the more than three hundred people followed Elder Wei into the cabin and entered the rooms where the Battle Puppets were located.

Sikong Jing was naturally among them.

But everyone knew that anyone could fail, except him; it was a sure thing he would pass, just a matter of how much time it would take.

Keep in mind, if he can defeat Black-armored Soldiers, what are Battle Puppets to him?

Upon entering the Battle Puppet room, Sikong Jing immediately saw a human-shaped puppet dummy in the vast room, with a stone emitting energy embedded in the location of its heart, and it instantly reached the same realm as his.

The fight, begins!

After three breaths, Sikong Jing opened the door of the room and stepped out, greeted outside by none other than Elder Wei.

“Elder Wei, I wonder if I’ve passed the test, and can I now bring my family over?” Sikong Jing asked with a clasped fist.

The corners of Elder Wei’s moustache twitched slightly before he finally said, “You’ve passed, go on.”

Sikong Jing nodded and vanished within the cabin.

And when he appeared on the deck, the crowd watching was dumbfounded.

They had thought Sikong Jing would pass quickly, but they never imagined it would be to such a terrifying extent.

“Father, mother, I will now bring Yue Xi here, and together we’ll head for the Long Night Empire.”

Sikong Jing said gravely to Su Zhenglong and Mei Xiaofang, and then disappeared from the Divine Spaceship.

At that moment, the Su Zhenglong couple hugged each other excitedly; their family could be reunited once again.

As they watched Sikong Jing board the Flying Blood Colorful Winged Horse and vanish toward the direction of Yunzhou from the Great Shang Imperial City, there were mixed emotions among the onlookers.

Xia Dalian murmured, “I thought he was no longer part of the same world as us, but who knew he would be so terrifying.”

Yan Ruyu ground her teeth with a continuous clicking sound, her eyes brimming with unending hatred.

Meanwhile, Yang Tianmo on the city wall had already descended without anyone noticing; he coldly swept over all the ministers and Royal Masters of the Great Shang Dynasty, demanding, “Tell me, do you have any way to kill Sikong Jing?”

One by one, their lips twitched and they stayed silent.

“Useless, all of you are useless,” Yang Tianmo roared repeatedly.

At this time, his Eldest Prince spoke up with a trembling voice, “Father Emperor, the urgent matter is not whether we can kill Sikong Jing, but to guard against him assassinating you.”

Yang Tianmo’s body shivered slightly, fearing that Sikong Jing might deal with him before leaving.

“Back to the Imperial Palace, open the Golden Soul Palace.”

Scared out of his wits, Yang Tianmo led the crowd back to the Imperial Palace; he would stay within the Heavenly Grade treasure, the Golden Soul Palace, for the following ten days.

Only by staying inside could he ensure his safety.

On the Divine Spaceship, General Ning said to the Black-armored Soldiers, “There are ten days left; you can take turns going ashore for fun.”

At these words, a group of Black-armored Soldiers immediately became excited; they had been cooped up on the ship for almost two months and were nearly going stir-crazy.

“Remember, only in this Imperial City, and don’t cause any fatalities.”

“Especially you, Sun Gan!”

General Ning gave another stern warning before waving his hand, and a team of Black-armored Soldiers was the first to vanish from the Divine Spaceship.

After a while, Elder Wei appeared beside General Ning.

“General Ning, that Sikong Jing is too strange.

Why doesn’t he have a Martial Root?”

Elder Wei couldn’t come to terms with it; for someone with such terrifying martial arts wisdom to lack a Martial Root was just too hard to accept.

General Ning fell silent for a moment, then said with a flicker in his eyes, “There are two possibilities, one is that his Martial Root cannot be detected by ordinary testing tools, that is, a War Body!”

Elder Wei’s body shook violently; even in the Long Night Empire, War Bodies were very rarely seen.

The emergence of every War Body has the potential to cause a stir.

“But this possibility is practically zero; if he were a War Body, his Dantian wouldn’t be so easily destroyed, and even if it were, he couldn’t so effortlessly reconstruct it.

Moreover, he is over nineteen…

a War Body is not so weak,”

Elder Wei understood; if he truly were a War Body, even the weakest Cultivation Technique would unleash astonishing energy.

By now, he would not be merely at the Transcendent Yang Martial Realm.