In the light of the black tablets releasing a brilliant shine, everyone other than Wang Ling was in the dark as to what is happening.

The black tablets contain numerous martial techniques that numbers at 200 each. A light, albeit a weak one will flash once a martial technique is comprehended from the black tablet.

None had seen something of this level, a blazing golden light piercing the eyes of the bunch, it was a brilliant and wondrous scene. And in the middle of this, all was a carefree First Young Master who watched the golden light with a mere smile.

From behind Wang Ling, Zhuan Jie stepped forth and grabbed him by the shoulder.

"What did you do!?" Zhuan Jie asked in a frantic manner.

Wang Ling felt pressure so he moved accordingly and turned around, but not before swatting the hand away.

Wang Ling did not like being taken from behind. The pressure on Zhuan Jie's hands was unwanted, he looked at Zhuan Jie with a passive, yet somehow oppressive gaze.

Zhuan Jie felt a jolt in his heart. Such eyes did not belong to someone of Wang Ling's identity. The depth of that darkness was something comparable to the abyss. It was suffocating.

Wang Ling noticed his reaction and reverted to his usual carefree and soft attitude. Zhuan Jie felt the pressure disappear and with the disappearance of the pressure, he took in a deep breath and asked.

"What did you do, Wang Ling? The black tablets are not designed to produce such a light, and what's more, is that all five tablets shone with great brilliance all at the same time. This is not normal!" Zhuan Jie asked.

The other three candidates were listening and they too nodded their heads as they agreed with Zhuan Jie's sentiments.

Wang Ling just looked at him and in all truthfulness wanted to keep silent as explaining was troublesome. But with a sigh, he began explaining, "I merely connected the five tablets' markings and aligned them to get the single essence it possesses."

Zhuan Jie was confused. He did not understand Wang Ling's words.

Wang Ling saw this and once again sigh at his stupidity, "I took the five black tablets and extracted a single martial technique."

"Impossible! Do you say that the five black tablets are a single martial technique? Stop spouting nonsense and speak of the truth. The five black tablets are tablets from Heaven, it is not something someone like you can hope to comprehend."

Zhuan Jie was incensed, he tried to grab Wang Ling's clothes but Wang Ling held onto his wrist and spoke naturally.

"You say that I cannot comprehend it yet look at the result. Your words claim that you know the truth behind the tablets when in truth you do not know anything of its contents. I simply spoke of the truth I have experienced. A single technique in the 1,000 variations the five black tablets possess."

"Enough! Zhuan Jie, step back! Showing such unsightly attitude is unbefitting of the Heaven's Will creed."

Geng Wuying shouted as he found the sight below unbecoming of someone from Heaven's Will Academy. Wang Ling turned his attention to Geng Wuying who was above and then smiled willfully without anyone noticing.

Wang Ling did not say anything to anyone and waited for Geng Wuying to continue speaking. At this time, Geng Wuying turned his attention to Wang Ling, and asked him "Is the words you have spoken true?"

"I uttered no lie, Headmaster Geng." Wang Ling answered

Geng Wuying observed Wang Ling's expression. He was doubtful but he can't see anything wrong with his expressions alone. Geng Wuying was quiet for a good while, but as he was just about to ask another question, someone spoke up.

"Geng Wuying, why do you dawdle so? My son already spoke that he was not lying and you can see that he is not. What merit is there to keep this up? The sun is about to set, get on with it already."

Xiao Fei'er abruptly spoke up. Her irritated words was heard by everyone, but those who heard her was on her side as they too think that nothing was wrong. As to why this was so, it was merely because Wang Ling's actions wouldn't have much effect on the results of the trials.

After all, Wang Ling had lit up the black tablets moments after the time had been spent. And it from his mouth, Wang Ling said that he only managed to comprehend a single martial technique.

So, Geng Wuying sigh and then announced the winner of the second trial which was Li Yourong.

"The third trial is the trial of strength, it will be a test to see if your combat prowess is high enough to protect the will of Heaven from getting desecrated. So, to see who is the strongest, we will hold a mini competition. A fight between the candidates will be held to see who will be strongest of them all, first, let us begin with the previous winners of the first and second trial, Wang Ling and Li Yourong both of you step forward."

Wang Ling and Li Yourong stepped forward and then the black tablets disappeared and a white circular platform appeared beneath Wang Ling's and Li Younrong's feet.

Geng Wuying was just about to start the little fight when Wang Ling raised his hand and propose something.

"Can we not speed this up? If it is possible, might I propose something?"

It was a preposterous statement that made the four candidates crease their brows. But Geng Wuying was interested in this proposal of his.

"Speak, what is it that you wish to propose?'

Wang Ling bowed and then spoke, "A full-on battle with the five candidates, the last one standing will be the one who will be recognized as the winner."

"Your words are interesting, but do the other candidates agree with your proposal?"

"We agree!" Before anything else was said, Zhuan Jie and the others were already going up the stage and was burning with desires to fight.

Geng Wuying shook his head. After seeing the five candidates get up on the stage, Geng Wuying raised his hands and then announced.

"Begin!"