"I can't help you, Main. My mastery is over spells not brawl." Mana Master Ezio said with a shake of his head.
"How about that guy?" Ezio said with a nudge and a wink.
"He might be able to." Mana Master Ezio nodded. "But I don't know if he would."
"I will help you this once, but you have to promise to leave me alone after that." The one reading the scroll from the beginning said with a tired sigh. Ezio thought he must be Qi Master Ezio or whatever his name was.
"What is your name, Dashing Brother of Mine?" Ezio asked in hopes of learning his name.
"You are not ready to learn it yet." The avatar answered indifferently. He wasn't arrogant but Ezio could see pride seeping out of his pants.
"Okay, thanks for helping me." Ezio didn't ponder over it. "I will let you know when it's my turn."
He left the Mysterious Room and looked around. So far, tens of other people punched the device and the line in front of him moved a lot. Ezio looked back and saw the same guy was looking at him in irritation.
"You finally woke up, huh?" He snorted, "Move. Pray your god I didn't let others pass you or you would lose your place."
"Thank you, haha!" Ezio sheepishly explained, "I sometimes daydream."
Soon it was his turn. Ezio walked up to the pillar and took a closer look. The device did not look special. It was mainly stone and there were some metallic parts. But it wasn't electronic or anything. It was working with inscriptions.
Ezio had seen inscriptions before but never tried. There wasn't an Inscription Master in the Cleansing Buddhist Sect, but all the talismans they would use came from Inscription Masters. It was quite a profitable occupation. He touched the cavity and felt the carvings. Although the language was foreign, it was the common inscription language. As far as he knew, there were tens of inscription languages. The strongest one was the one the Elven folk used. Abbot once said it was an ancient language used for eons by Elven.
"Hurry up! What the hell are you doing?" A shout pulled Ezio out of his stupor. He turned to look to see the same man looking at him like he was about to beat him.
"Sorry, brother. It is my first time seeing something like this, I was appreciating it." Ezio said while scratching the back of his head.
"Countryside bumpkin."
Ezio let his consciousness alert the avatar and in the next second, a familiar feeling took over his body. He was watching the world from his eyes but he had no control over his body. The one controlling him was Anonymous Ezio. He decided to name him like that since he wouldn't share his name.
Anon pulled his arm back, and let his Qi circulate through his body. Ezio could feel the circulation of Qi Force and its unusual friction over meridians. At first, he didn't understand what was going on, but when it finally reached his hand, he realized the force was much more explosive.
"The hell are you doing? You can't control explosive power like this?" Ezio protested but Anon didn't reply. Ezio felt that Anon was too prideful to explain to him.
The numbers on the display screen climbed up quickly and stopped at 9.999. This wasn't his full power of course, but Anon was so good at controlling his power, that he stopped at this number.
While Ezio was looking in admiration, Anon punched again. The number moved at a similar pace and stopped at 9.999 once again.
"F*ck, another one!"
"Looks like he is gonna make it."
"That country bumpkin? Not in thousands of years. Even Sir Knight failed at third."
"I think he is going to win."
The crowd went ballistic after the second punch. Ezio was basking in glory while Anon pulled his punch for the third time. Just as he was about to punch, he stopped and took a look at the pillar.
"Do you truly believe you can trick me with something like this?" Anon muttered and punched again. Ezio felt the power of the fist and looked at the screen in terror. From the Force, he could feel that Anon used more power.
"Why?" He asked. But Anon didn't answer. In the next second, the screen stopped and showed the number.
9.999
"How?" Ezio asked. He clearly felt the power of the last punch. Anon definitely used more power. "They are cheating?" He asked in disbelief.
"I am done here," Anon said and started to walk away.
"Thanks." Ezio couldn't help but say. He didn't even realize the machine was tampered with. But Anon did.
"He did it! He punched the same amount three times!"
"He won! I f*cking can't believe it."
"Who is this young master?"
The crowd looked at Ezio in a new light, while the latter wasn't sure if he was safe. The shop was quite influential and its owner was probably a strong figure. Since they dared to cheat even in front of a Knight, they wouldn't have cold feet when it came to killing him right?
Ezio smiled awkwardly as Anon left the stage. The man behind him looked at him with hatred. His eyes were telling, "If I knew, I would just pass you while you were daydreaming." Ezio ignored everyone else and focused on others. Soon, everyone took their chance, and of course, all of them failed. Even the mighty Knight failed to do it because the shop was cheating. It took around an hour for the competition to end and he was summoned back to his body and Anon returned to his cultivation.
"What a day! We have a winner." The Old Man from before walked out after every other contestant failed and looked at Ezio. "Can you tell us your experience?"
"Sure!" Ezio acted like an easy-going fool and jumped on the stage, "I am so lucky! I just used all my power and the result was this! On my third, I felt my arms were so tired, so I forced myself to punch as hard as I could, and it was the same again! I am so lucky."
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