"Humph, I'll be the first to be judged."
A disciple of the dragon clan said in a very arrogant tone before he moved towards the altar with fixed steps. He was a grade ten disciple, someone who was surrounded with hundreds of followers.
"'Of course he has to come first," Deno whispered in deep hatred, "with all of them on his side and they all served to kill monsters, how can't he come at the top?"
Jim only nodded as he watched in silence what that kid did. The moment he reached the altar he ascended the rounded base and reached the central pillar.
Then he placed both of his hands over the pillar and the next moment the pillar shone brightly in silver white light.
"Keep your hands steady until the judge decides the result," the master who previously spoke up said and the kid only nodded.