Capítulo 1: Martial Saint world
Night slowly settled in a quiet manner and bright stars began to appear.
On the hillside, a child about ten years old was standing in a strange position. The child's feet were stretched apart, toes touching the ground with the heels lifted, hands raised high above the head, his head tilted up, and faint spiritual energy constantly circled within his small body.
Moonlight shone down, enveloping the child's body.
The boy continued his practice in this bizarre position, inhaling spiritual energy into his body, letting it flow along his meridians.
Night slowly passed.
As the moonlight faded, replaced by the first rays of suns.h.i.+ne, the child slowly lowered his palms. His eyes opened to reveal deep, dark pupils that seemed to have a sharp golden glint deep within them.
Ethan breathed out a mouthful of foul air, his eyes staring at the rising sun. From the day he was born to the present day, it had been ten years since he came to this world.
At this moment, Ethan heard the soft rustle of footsteps coming from the direction of the hillside. Ethan knew who it was without having to look over his shoulder and sure enough, soon a tender, childlike voice cried out: "Big Brother, I know that you are here to see the sunrise. Dad and Mom are looking for you."
Ethan looked over his shoulder and saw a lovely little five-year-old girl with big round eyes and hair braided into two long braids, trekking up the small hill. This little girl was Ethan's sister, Alice.
"Mom and Dad are looking for me?" Ethan asked. "What is the matter?"
"I don't know." Alice's voice was laced with innocence, "Brother, let's go back. If we are late, then Mom and Dad will spank your backside!"
When Ethan heard this, he smiled and squeezed Alice's cute little cheeks before saying, "Let's go then,".
Soon, the siblings got to the Manor.
Back in the manor, Ethan headed straight to the Eastern Courtyard's main hall. When he arrived at the main hall, there was a scholarly looking middle-aged man in his mid-thirties dressed in a white robe, sitting on the head seat. Next to him was a pretty woman. This married couple was Ethan's parents in this life: his father Alan Smith and his mother, Alisa.
"Dad, Mom, you were looking for me?" Ethan asked as he walked into the hall.
Alan raised his sharp, sword-like brows: "Where did you run off to so early in the morning?"
"It's fine. Don't frighten the child." Alisa interjected with a smile: "Ethan, in a few days you will be ten years old. It's about time to Test the Qualities of your physique of your body. Your father and I are planning to bring you over to the Martial Hall for the ceremony."
Physique test? Ethan blanked for a moment.
Humans in this world have unique physical characteristics that influence their future. Human fighters were divided into four physical categories These categories are: mortal, spirit, earth, and heaven. Spirit and above were regarded as exceptional martial artists with heaven-defying talent and they are further divided into four level from low , middle, high and top. One's body had a better chance of absorbing the spiritual energy of the world and developing into a powerful Warrior the higher one's talent.
Nevertheless, there were also people born without any physique and also those that had crippled body, rendering them unable to train. In Martial Saint World, these people were labeled as wastes!
physique body... A light flashed across Ethan's eyes for he too wanted to know if he possessed any martial physique, and if he does, what martial body would it be?
Thus, Ethan was led by Alisa and to the Martial Hall of the Smith Manor. When they arrived at the outer area of the sacred hall, it was already packed with people waiting with their children wanting to Check their martial physique. Other than Ethan , there were also other brothers of the Smith Clan Manor who were present.
An imposing middle-aged man stood in the center of the Martial Hall; he had a square face and thick, dense eyebrows, and emanated an oppressive aura. This man was Alan's older brother, Alex. He was also Ethan's Eldest Uncle. Next to Alex stood a boy the same age as Ethan; Eldest Uncle Alex's second son, Mark, who was also here for the ceremony.
Alan and Alisa led Ethan to the center of the hall. Greeting Alex called out: "Big Brother."
Ethan followed in their greeting and called out: "Eldest Uncle."
When Alex saw it was Alan and Alisa, his expressionless deadpan face loosened slightly, he nodded lightly and said: "You're here."
Not long after Ethan arrived, a hearty laughter resounded from outside the hall. As Ethan and the others turned to look, a healthy looking old man surrounded by a group of people entered the hall. This old man was none other Ethan's grandfather, Noah smith, the Smith Clan Manor's lord for the past forty years, the very person who established the Smith Clan.
"Old Manor Lord!"
Upon Noah's arrival, residents of Smith Clan Manor present in the hall quickly rushed over to pay their respects.
Noah smith walked to the front of the main hall, his eyes swept over the crowd in the hall before finally stopping on an old man in a gray robe standing next to him. Laughing amiably, Noah said: "Since everyone is already here, let's begin."
"Yes, Manor Lord." The old man in gray-robe answered respectfully, and then he walked to the center of the hall.
The old man in the gray robe was Smith Clan Manor's Chief Steward James; Ethan heard his father say James had been a follower of Grandfather Noah for a long time-- even before Noah smith established the Smith Clan Manor, he was already by grandfather's side.
James stood at the center of the hall, a light glowed in his hands, spreading an overwhelming force around the hall.
Ethan's eyes lit up; is this power of a Ninth Order Warrior's battle qi?
With James's channeling his battle qi, suddenly, in the center of the hall, a bright hexagonal pattern shone, forming a beam of light.
"Mark, you first." Noah looked to Mark.
"Yes, Grandfather." Mark answered and stepped forward into the hexagonal patterned light beam. As the beam of light fell on Huang Wei, everyone in the hall focused on Mark who was now standing within the beam of light. Alex's usually expressionless face showed a faint trace of tension as he watched his son.
The beam of light wrapped around Mark for a brief moment before a black light took over, enveloping Mark. Finally, the light shone with three light .
Everyone was stunned.
Noah stared at the faint light behind his grandson Mark; his eyes shone brightly as he let out a big laugh, tremendously pleased.
"This is high grade mortal physique . Chief Steward James cried out in a trembling voice.
High grade mortal physique was considered one of the top among the people . there was very few people with such physique.
Mark's Physique turned out to be High grade mortal .
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sleepingpeacefully This is my first time try to write as there will be many mistakes so i sorry for that, as the starting of story is cliche but it will get better in later chapter
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