《Aatrox, A God King in a Modern World.》52 - He is a Cultivator?
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Seeing the song that the automatic generator chose, Thomaz was worried. The screen showed "Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen". This was one of the more difficult songs the generator could give for them to sing.
Aatrox who didn't know the song, heard it on his cell phone to know how to sing and was also worried. This song would make use of almost every aspect that he had held in the online singing classes that he had to do.
This time, Thomaz started singing first.
"Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on
As if nothing really matters…"
Hearing Thomaz sing "ooh", the three judges were worried and looked at Aatrox. He can't help but smile, if he'd gone first, maybe he could lose. But now that Thomaz had gone first, Aatrox had time to see how he would sing and sing better trying to fix the mistakes Thomaz made during the song.
When Aatrox started singing, Thomaz became incredulous and discouraged. He knew he'd lost. Aatrox was singing all the parts he missed with great mastery. He couldn't believe that Aatrox had improved so much this week, the only explanation is that he had intentionally sung badly to look like he had improved.
The more Thomaz thought about it, the braver he got. For him, Aatrox was just making fun of him and trying to make him play the fool. But what Thomaz didn't think was that he himself had initiated all this.
"Very good!! I guess we already have a winner, right?" Riley said excited looking at the other two judges.
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"Y-Yes, I think when it comes to technique, Benjamin managed to overcome Thomaz, even if only in the details." Carter said.
"All right, Benjamin sang better." Violet simply replied.
Hearing this, Thomaz became very angry. He was supposed to win, for them to be praising him, for him to be the lead singer, for the attention of the class during the performance to be focused on him. But now everyone was focused only on Benjamin.
"All right, are we gonna do the music again?" Aatrox suggested. Since today was Friday and they had to deliver the job the next week...
Now that everyone was going to do what had been decided, the work went very well. The lyrics of the song were made with more practicality, what delayed the most was when they tried to set the rhythm and play the instruments together.
When everyone left, Thomaz was still in a bad mood. As he sat alone in the living room, he started planning something to make Benjamin feel ashamed of during the performance.
...
Meanwhile, Aatrox had just arrived home. He was very tired of studying in the morning, attending the interview in the afternoon and using his evening to do the group work.
But as tomorrow will already be Saturday, even the tired Aatrox wanted to cultivate a little to be prepared during the spar with Annie's father that they had scheduled. On the day he scored the spar, Aatrox had been worried that Amanda would find out about cultivation and he didn't want to have to lie to her. Now that she knew and had also started cultivating, Aatrox thought it would be a good experience for her and the children to at least watch.
Aatrox sat on the bed and closed his eyes. With his eyes closed, he could feel all the energy that surrounded him in the environment. To his surprise, a small part of the energy was being sucked into the children's room. 'They are working hard.' Aatrox thought proud.
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Calling the small knight's crown in his hand, Aatrox began to observe it while absorbing the ambient energy. The crown had expanded almost to its maximum size, probably within a few days it would reach its peak and Aatrox could rise to the Baron ranking.
Aatrox remembered the techniques he had seen in the anime that the twins had shown him and thought it was funny. Those techniques could be beautiful, but they were very impractical. The only ones that caught his attention were the techniques that a certain clan that had been massacred practiced. It seems that when someone close to them dies, their eyes transform and leave the bearer with a very powerful ocular ability.
The countless techniques Aatrox learned involved only body training, aura, and skills during battle. The very few ocular techniques he had ever witnessed were useless in the presence of a far superior force. But from what he heard the kids commenting, this eye technique seemed useful even against stronger people, even if it got less effective.
It sounds interesting, I'll pay attention to that technique when I watch it again. Maybe it'll give me inspiration to do my own technique. Aatrox thought.
He cultivated for a few hours before going to bed to rest before the test with Anthony tomorrow. He was also curious to know what the strength of a possible cultivator on earth was like. He knew how strong a Knight was in his old universe, but here, where the techniques were probably much inferior, maybe they were weaker.
When Aatrox woke up the next morning, his cell phone was crashing from so many notifications he received during the night from Instagram and YouTube. With no patience to answer each notification, Aatrox just closed all and went to bathe.
When Aatrox arrived in the kitchen, the children were still eating breakfast in their pajamas while Amanda helped them. Alex was sitting at the corner table working on his notebook.
"Good morning." Aatrox said.
"Good morning, brother." The twins also said with their little face very sleepy.
"Good morning, son. Are you ready for Anthony's test today? They say he's very strict, although you cultivate, you should be careful." Amanda said.
"I didn't tell you at the time, but I think Anthony's a cultivator too." Aatrox said selflessly.
But for Amanda and Alex, it was like a bomb was dropped in the kitchen. "We've always known a cultivator and didn't know?"
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