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It was displayed on the dial that Caspian, who just left, lasted until the twelfth wave.
“Oh my God…” The disciple on duty swayed, almost fainting.
Asher already wailed miserably as if he died with just the slightest touch, and it was already impressive that Caspian could last until the fourth wave yesterday.
However, Caspian went directly from the fourth wave to the twelfth wave, and he also appeared to have energy left.
“Is he… Is he a monster?” Apart from the speculation, the disciple on duty could not think of any other possibility.
Caspian continued to come every day for the next few days, and the disciple on duty would be shocked each time Caspian left.
Twelve waves, eighteen waves, twenty-five waves, thirty-six waves…
The night before the Elenion match, Caspian left with a normal expression, and he set a record for the 50th wave.
The whole process only took Caspian seven days.
If calculated as an average, Caspian’s defense increased at a rate of seven more waves per day.
Although the disciples on duty did not know what Caspian was going to do with the Underworld’s Demon Flame, there was one thing he could be sure of… People with that talent, perseverance, and persistence could do anything better than others.
In that instant, Caspian became the disciple’s role model.
‘Even though I don’t have such a strong talent, I can make up for the gap with hard work!’ At the thought of that, the disciple was immediately filled with strength.
Without knowing it, Caspian influenced another person.
In a flash, seven days passed.
At that time, there was only one day left before the selection of Elenion, the City of Ruins, and everyone did their final preparations.
Some meditated and recuperated, adjusting their state to the best, or practiced their martial arts to become more proficient.
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In a luxurious palace, Asher bowed and looked at Adrian with respect and fear.
At that time, Adrian sat cross-legged in front of him.
Despite being Asher‘s younger brother, Asher acted like a servant, groveling, not even daring to take a breath.
When Asher saw Adrian’s jade identification badge that represented his status as an elite disciple, a hint of jealousy appeared in Asher’s eyes.
Nonetheless, he hurriedly lowered his head, afraid of being caught by Adrian.
Time slowly passed by, and Adrian still ignored him.
Asher was anxious, and fine beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead, but he still did not dare to speak.
Finally, when Asher‘s head was about to explode, Adrian opened his eyes and glanced at him.
“Why are you here?”
“I’ve been standing here for so long, and I didn‘t even dare to breathe loudly.
Yet, you only asked me that?”
Asher wanted to say it, but he did not dare.
Instead, he said, “Adrian, you must help me this time!”
With just a few words and the incomparable grievance and grief in Asher’s tone, coupled with the tears in his eyes, countless people would immediately give him money if he were to kneel on the street.
Unfortunately, Adrian was not an ordinary person, and he was still angry at Asher.
Adrian snorted and looked at his brother.
“Don’t you think the lesson a few days ago was enough?”
When Asher heard that, his face immediately fell, and he started to tremble.
At that time, Adrian also secretly panicked.
If his recruitment was not finalized, then his teacher could dissociate from him.
Hence, Adrian focused on his cultivation after the incident, and he stopped causing Caspian trouble.
By doing that, Adrian hoped that he could regain a good impression in his future teacher’s heart.
Yet, what happened!
At that juncture related to the nation’s official religion election, Asher said such a thing! If Adrian’s future teacher found out, he would be incensed even if it were not his fault.
At that time, his future would surely be uncertain!
That was why Adrian was angry.
If Asher wanted to dig his own grave, he should go ahead.
In the end, Asher still shamelessly looked for Asher, causing Asher to feel exasperated.
However, Adrian could not refute what Asher just said.
They were indeed brothers, and they shared the same blood.
With that in mind, Adrian took a deep breath and glanced at Asher.
“What do you want?”
Asher‘s heart jumped with excitement when he noticed Adrian slowly relaxing.
Then, he forcibly held the thrill back in his heart and hurriedly said, “I want you to arrange a dozen of second-stage Pulse Control Realm or so…”
However, Asher saw Adrian’s murderous gaze before he finished speaking, and he quickly changed his words, “Of course, it‘s impossible.”
“Stop beating around the bush, or I’ll break your hands and feet, letting you crawl to Elenion, the City of Ruins tomorrow!” Adrian snapped.
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