LEGEND REBORN : THE SAMURAI WORLD

THE EXAMIMATION BEGINS

The cultivating grounds of the family was densely packed, few kids from various branch families and more from the main family assembled themselves to take the family's screening examination, all with their parents or various gaurdians. Those who were selected would become disciples of masters in the family and learn the family techniques and even secrets, to continue the Zhao family legacy. The Zhao family was just one of the various families in the Black nation, a clan of samurais who were all referred to as descendants of Tumera. Those chosen as disciples would continue to learn until they become martial masters that could represent the family in the clan and if they are powerful enough, can become representatives of the entire clan.

Matero had more than this in heart, he knew their clan was just a speck in the continent. Some warlords of other clans have enough power to singlehandedly wipe out the entire descendants of Tumera and his continent was just one of the dozens that existed. All these were under the heavens, a region you could refer to as earth. There was life above the heavens I.e. space and even other dimensions, all creatures in such places had unfathomable power and right now his existence doesn't even matter. He wanted to rule all existences, just below the heavens was not enough! This was his resolve.

Matero discovered that he was one of the few from the branch families to enroll, the participants were dominated by the kids from the main family. Since they were richer, they could buy pills to quicken the growth of their own children and that way they stepped up early with almost no effort. This wasn't so for the branch families as only the extremely talented kids could step up in such a short amount of time and some of them already developed faulty foundations from this. Matero was just lucky he had all the knowledge from his past life.

A total of two hundred aspirants applied for the examination and Matero was tagged 174. The same as his past life, last time he ended the seventh place and he could still remember every single fight he had. Thinking of how everything would go this time, Matero couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey branch pig, what is so funny?" A thick voice called from behind with a hint of disdain.

Matero turned around to see two ugly looking boys clad in expensive robes, at one glance you could tell they were from the main family and just wanted to pick up a fight with this branch kid. Sparring before the main event was acceptable, it allowed the competitors to scout out one another.

"I'm sorry but I wasn't laughing at you." Matero politely apologised and walked away. It wasn't because he was scared, but he remembered how a branch kid got crippled because he showed way too much potential too early. The elders of the family will eliminate any branch talent that threatens the sovereignty of the main family. It was a method of ensuring they remained stronger.

"These kids really are whimps." One of the boys chipped in, he had never seen such response from a branch family kid before, usually they would always jump at a chance to fight others from the main family. That instant a scream suddenly pierced the atmosphere.

"Another fool got crippled, these branch kids never learn."

"This evil elders keep on crippling our sons."

The screening finally started and it was mainly duels, just a hundred would be accepted as disciples and the examination had various stages. Matero knew he had a total of five fights, if he won everything he was already accepted and that was what he would do. Win all five fights! It would be too late to cripple him anyway.

Fighting started instantly at five different arenas, Matero was at the third one and he neglected the current brawlers to meditate on his own match up. He could remember vividly who his first opponent would be and some how he was replaying the entire clash in his mind. He knew everything Tola his opponent would do. He was ready.

"Next up 174 and 13." The judge at the third arena announced. Matero opened his eyes at once and he went up the stage, it was made out of an extremely hard substance that Matero wasn't confident he could scratch the surface at all. He shook his head at the level of the ignorance of his clan, no one in the nation could scratch this strange rock but he knew of people who had attained heights in power that they could blow it to dust. Even him at his peak in his previous life would crush it into fine powder with his bare hands.

Tola also walked up the stage, he was bulky and had long hair. He was very muscular for a fourteen year old boy and he had his sword drawn. He had mockery in his eyes. His father was very influential and so he had received pointers from masters in the family, he was confident that almost no one present would be his match.

"I, one of the top talents of the main family against this side family brat... Hehe, the heavens most be smiling at me." He licked his lips with much relish like he was about to have dinner. Battle intent surged from his body, this should be an easy victory.

Matero felt a lot of gazes land on him, he could almost feel the judgment of the spectators. He couldn't help but shake his head one more time, this family really was at the bottom.

The observers held their breaths, no one even had an inch of hope for Matero, not even his father. How could they know that Matero was a monster on the inside. He wasn't just going to defeat any one pitched against him today, he intended to do so in one move!