I Am Unstoppable novel

Lailah shot Finlay a cold look. “No questions allowed. Here, I'm the one in charge. If | say that you're eliminated, then that means that you're eliminated. Now go!” “Why are you acting so f*cking arrogant?” A candidate behind Finlay yelled at Lailah.

The other candidates immediately started to chime in, “Exactly. What are you being so arrogant for? Who are you trying to scare? Do you think that we will be afraid of you?” Finlay led the rest of the candidates as they started to confront Lailah. He stared directly at Lailah and stated, “Ms.

Hall, since we were ten, we had been instilled with the mindset that we have to get into the Divine Realm. We have prepared so long just for this day. If we were disqualified during the test, then we would have nothing to say. However, we just can't accept how unreasonable you're being right now.” “You can't accept this?” Lailah responded frigidly. “Then very well. You don't have to.” At that instant, the air seemed to freeze.

All they saw was a flash of movement in front of them.

Immediately after, they noticed that Lailah was still standing at the same spot.

However, there was now a fingermark on Finlay's forehead.

In the next moment, Finlay collapsed to the ground and died on the spot.

He had just been Killed by Lailah.

Everyone else was stunned by the sight, and their eyes were filled with terror.

Even Jonathan felt that this was too brutal.

He knew that many of the candidates were from prominent families, so they lived pampered lives since they were young. They could only be where they were today because they had access to the finest resources for training.

However, they were still filled with a sense of superiority.

None of them knew how harsh the real world was once they left the comfort and protection of their families.

Lailah glanced at the nine other candidates who had confronted her. “Are there any more questions?” They trembled in fear, and their faces turned ashen. They then hurriedly made their way off.

Soon, Finlay's body was also carried out of the venue.

The old men behind Lailah remained silent, as there was nothing else they could say at that moment. Besides, the candidates who just withdrew had nothing to do with them.

Lailah scanned the remaining ninety-over candidates with a cold gleam in her eyes. Her voice was resounding as she boomed, “I know that all of you are exceptional individuals, be it at home or in your communities. However, there is one thing that you must be aware of. When you're in my presence or that of the Divine Realm, you are nothing.

None of you mean anything to the Divine Realm. It is only when you prove your worth that you will be of value to us.” Lailah paced slowly as she continued, “All of you are decent in cultivation. It is already an achievement that you are able to obtain the Nascent Soul. However, we are not

short of experts here at the Divine Realm, especially Nascent Soul experts like you. If any one of you here has achieved the Celestial Soul, we will then provide preferential treatment for you. It's just a pity that none of you here have reached that stage.” After pausing for a moment, she went on, “What is it that we need here at the Divine Realm? Firstly, we need experts. Secondly, we need loyal experts. And lastly, we need intelligent experts. Most of you have been pampered and raised in wealthy families since you were young. You probably took elixir pills to help you in your cultivation and received enlightenment from your elders. You would have minimal experience, which makes you useless to us.” Lailah's words pierced through their hearts like a sharp blade, shattering their confidence and sense of superiority.

Unlike the rest of them, Jonathan paid no attention to her words. After all, he was different from the others. He had made his way here through his sheer hard work and determination.

“The test will be a cruel one. This time, we are only

accepting four out of the many of you into the gates of the Divine Realm. The rest of you will be eliminated mercilessly. In the elimination round, some of you might end up losing your lives, while some may end up being permanently crippled. Your life and death are solely in your hands. As such, if there's anyone who wishes to withdraw now, please step forward.” Atter Lailah finished her words, none of them stepped forward.

All of the candidates were in the Nascent Soul stage, and they wouldn't choose to back down without a fight.

“Very well!” Lailah scanned the crowd. “Since that's the case, then let the test begin. Everyone, please rise.” The candidates instantly rose to their feet.

This time, they were more self-aware, and they stood up as straight as a ramrod.

“Get into groups of two, and we will begin the free sparring round. The winner will advance to the next round, while the

loser will be eliminated. You may begin now!” Everyone froze for a second after hearing Lailah's command.

In the next instant, they came back to their senses and started sparring.

A candidate next to Jonathan immediately charged at him.

Jonathan was constantly on his toes, so he instantly dodged the person's attack using a Shadow Step.

Hurriedly, the person went after him again.

“Do you think that I'm easy to pick on?” Jonathan scoffed.

He then used the Mongrel Attack and kicked his opponent, sending the latter flying.

The candidate was also at the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, but Jonathan realized that his combat skills were extremely weak. He was just no match for Jonathan.

With that, Jonathan also understood that wealthy families indeed had a different method for training their kids to

become Nascent Soul experts. In reality, those who used such methods couldn't be considered true Nascent Soul experts. Even a Neutralizing Force expert with an abundance of experience in sparring could easily defeat them.

In other words, Jonathan successfully advanced to the next round.

The candidates who won were led to stand behind Lailah.

At that moment, there was a massive ongoing melee on the field.

Soon, Catherine also joined Jonathan as she took her place behind Lailah. She was a final-stage Nascent Soul expert, and she had genuinely worked her way up to obtain it. She was unlike those who only reached the stage through elixir pills and enlightenment. As someone who was rather emotionless, she didn't have any traces of fear or panic in a fight, allowing her to have exceptional combat abilities.

This melee wasn't one that allowed everyone to escape unscathed.

Those who were involved in intense sparring ended up being killed by their opponents.

Half an hour later, forty candidates remained standing behind Lailah, and the remaining fifty of them were eliminated.

As for why there were more who were eliminated, it was because some were accidentally injured.

The fifty eliminated candidates sprawled on the field as they wailed in agony. There were also more than ten candidates who were beaten to death.

Just then, a gust of wind blew past the field, and they could smell the faint scent of blood.

It was only then that the candidates understood how cruel the test really was.

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Soon after, the eliminated candidates were cleared off the field, while the soldiers stretchered the dead bodies away.

“All of you. Go back to your original positions!” Lailah commanded.

The rest of them hurriedly complied.

Then, Lailah announced once again, “Get into groups of two and begin the free sparring round. The winner advances to the next round!” This time, none of them hesitated, and they instantly broke out into fights.

A middle-stage Nascent Soul candidate launched his attack on Jonathan.

After all, Jonathan was only an early-stage Nascent Soul expert. He seemed like an easy opponent. This time around, his opponent wasn't a true Nascent Soul expert either. In a flash, Jonathan defeated him as well.

Catherine also defeated her opponent quickly, and the two of them made their way behind Lailah again.

YYareth had been observing the scene by the side, wearing a nonchalant expression on his face. To him, it was only natural that Jonathan and Catherine could smoothly advance to the next round. After all, if Jonathan couldn't

even make it past the initial rounds, then he didn't deserve his respect.

At the end of the round, twenty people advanced, while the other twenty were eliminated.

This time, there were no accidental injuries.

It was undeniable that Lailah's test was brutal. Candidates were eliminated at the speed of light, and in the blink of an eye, only twenty candidates were left out of the initial hundred.

After ordering the soldiers to clear the eliminated candidates off the field, Lailah instructed the rest of them to return to their original positions.

She isn't going to keep eliminating us the same way, is she? Are we really going to continue sparring in groups of two? Jonathan wasn't the only one who had those questions in mind.

However, the next elimination round caught them by

surprise.

This time, Lailah invited one of the old men up onto the field.

Although his pace seemed slow as he walked out of the military base, he somehow reached Lailah in a few seconds. It was as if the distance beneath his feet had shrunk.

The old man had a scrawny figure, and he was dressed in black from head to toe. The wrinkles on his face looked as if they were carved with a knife, making him look exceptionally terrifying.

As he saw such an old man walking toward them, Jonathan couldn't help but grumble inwardly. After all, he had been traumatized by Sylvia's grandfather and Yareth. He thought that the older someone looked, the more powerful they were at cultivation.

His trauma was so severe that every time he saw an old lady on the streets, he would immediately assume that they were fighters as well.

He perfectly embodied the saying, “Once bitten, twice shy.” When Jonathan saw the old man, he couldn't quite tell what they would be doing next.

At the same time, the rest of the candidates were also wondering what this old man would be doing here.

Soon, the mystery was revealed.

Lailah announced, “This is Mr. Meyer. He will be the examiner for the next round of the test. For this round, you will have to last at least three seconds against Mr. Meyer. If not, you will be eliminated.” Once he heard her words, a chill ran down Jonathan's spine. As someone who was incredibly intelligent, he could instantly spot the trap in this round.

The biggest trap was that they had to last at least three ‘seconds against Brandon Meyer.

Firstly, three seconds was a sufficient amount of time for an expert to defeat their opponent.

Secondly, a candidate could easily lose their fighting spirit if

they just focused on the fact that they had to make it past three seconds. With that, it would be easier to defeat them.

“Who wants to go first?” Lailah asked as she scanned the crowd.

The candidates all fell silent.

None of them were willing to step up as they weren't familiar with Brandon's tactics. Whoever went first would be at a huge disadvantage, and there was a high chance that they would end up becoming sacrificial lambs.

On the other hand, Jonathan was unfazed. He was filled with courage after countless near-death encounters.

Naturally, he wouldn't be afraid of such a challenge. Just as he was about to volunteer to go first, Lailah pointed at one of the candidates. “You. Step forward.” That candidate was at the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation and had obtained it through genuine cultivation.

However, he lacked combat experience, and the reason why he could survive until now was mostly based on his luck.

As such, he was stunned when Lailah called him out, and his face turned as pale as a sheet.

“You are eliminated!” Lailah declared with a cold gleam in her eyes. “If you are so anxious when faced with a challenge, then you can forget about entering the Divine Realm!” “Next! You over there! Come over!” Lailah then pointed at another candidate.

The next candidate was Benedict Turner, who was at the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He had a much stronger psychological resilience than the previous candidate. Once he was given the challenge, he walked out composedly. He was confident that he could last for three seconds.

Benedict made his way forward and stood across from Brandon.

The north wind was howling. Suddenly, it started snowing heavily, making the atmosphere desolate.

Benedict and Brandon were about to have the showdown of a lifetime.

However, Brandon was a feeble old man, while Benedict was in his prime.

As Jonathan watched them closely, the rest of the candidates had their eyes glued to them as well.

At that moment, Lailah announced the start of the test with an icy look in her eyes.

Brandon swiftly made his move.

As he moved, all one could see was his afterimage. He exuded a powerful aura and vitality. Just a second before, Brandon was nothing more than a frail old man. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a deadly monster. The sudden change in his aura was absolutely terrifying.

Brandon was like a tree standing strong in the winter cold.

Beneath the dead leaves on the surface, it was still brimming with life.

His strength could shatter one's soul.

It was said that when people fell to their deaths, some of them died from fear before even hitting the ground.

Similarly, the power of an expert like Brandon was enough to scare one so much that they lost their guts instantly.

It was the same reason why soldiers would turn tail and run in the middle of a battle.

The fire in Benedict's heart fizzled out immediately in the face of Brandon's explosive strength. Initially, he had made a plan so that he would last at least three seconds in the fight. Despite that, he completely blanked out and forgot everything once he saw Brandon make his moves.

Boom! Benedict's vision went black. He felt a powerful force slam into his chest before he was sent flying and then crashing

onto the ground. He didn't even last a millisecond, much less three seconds.

Even though Benedict was at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he only gained more strength. He didn't have his own force field or aura.

That was why he was so thoroughly rattled by the sudden outburst of Brandon's aura.

Meanwhile, Brandon lowered his head once again. It was as if he was nothing but a pathetic old man. It was hard to believe that the intimidating man just moments before was him.

Lailah, on the other hand, expressionlessly pointed at another candidate. “Your turn,” she stated.

Smack! Brandon sent that one flying with a single punch as well.

There was no trace of emotion in Lailah's gaze. Meanwhile, a few of the old men whose grandsons had been defeated had already left with their grandsons.

Jonathan could tell that Brandon was at the middle stage of

Nascent Soul.

However, despite the fact that Brandon was at the same stage as the other candidates, he was in a completely different league. That was because Brandon had an immeasurable amount of blood on his hands. The wicked aura that he emanated was incomparably horrifying.

It would be hard for anyone to defeat him.

Not everyone who had reached Nascent Soul was worthy of achieving Immortal Level.

First of all, they would need to have a strong foundation backing them up. They needed a lot of experience in combat.

Nascent Soul experts who had been trained in a sheltered environment were essentially like newborn babies. Despite their qualifications, they were no better than an ordinary citizen in the real world.

However, that didn't mean there were no actual experts participating in the examination.

In the following matches, Jonathan bore witness to a few truly terrifying experts.

One of them was called Simon Sandler, who had reached the final stage of Nascent Soul. He was a lanky and tall man who seemed to be around thirty years old. The aura that he gave off made him seem like a demon who had crawled out from the depths of hell.

In his battle against Brandon, Simon unexpectedly forced the former to back off in just three seconds.

With that, Simon swiftly advanced to the next round.

His cultivation was simply too powerful. Thus, he left a strong impression on Jonathan.

However, Simon was a very aloof man. He didn't look at anyone as he made his way to the space behind Lailah.

He was the first person to advance to the next stage.

The second was a man called Chester Schnee, who looked to be twenty-five years old. He had a refined and tactful air to him. Chester's movement was elegant, and he smoothly ‘advanced to the next round soon.

The third person to advance was Lesley Quinton. He was.

around twenty-eight years old.

To Jonathan, he seemed like an honest and sincere man.

Lesley was at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he practiced the Universal Punch. His techniques were fierce and steady. He followed his own method of alternating between attacking and defending.

No matter how Brandon tried to press on him, Lesley was immovable.

Three seconds later, Lesley successfully advanced to the next stage.

Another six people managed to advance after that.

The tenth person was Catherine.

She breezed through the fight with Brandon.

At that point, nine of the candidates had been eliminated, while ten of them had advanced.

The last remaining candidate was Jonathan himself.

On the surface, he seemed weak. He was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, after all.

Most of the candidates at that stage couldn't even withstand a single blow.

Other than Catherine and Simon, who were at the final stage of Nascent Soul, the other candidates who managed to advance were all at the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

If Jonathan managed to advance to the next level, he would be the weakest among all of the successful candidates.

Lailah's face remained devoid of emotion.

Stepping forward, Jonathan faced Brandon.

Brandon then began making his move.

Jonathan didn't want to show too much of his power, so he used Shadow Step to dodge. He then used Antelope Rhythm to evade Brandon's continuous attacks.

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Three seconds passed by in no time at all. There wasn't a single scratch on Jonathan.

Thus, he managed to advance to the next stage.

Out of a hundred candidates, ten of them had made it to the next round.

Lailah announced, “This is the end of the test for today.

There will be another round tomorrow. After that, you can officially become part of the external disciples of the Divine Realm.” Jonathan let out a sigh of relief after hearing that.

Lailah then got the staff behind her to escort the candidates to get some rest.

Afterward, Jonathan grabbed Catherine's hand and walked over to Yareth. He greeted, “Hello, Grandpa.” Yareth smiled. “Go on.” He didn't have much to say.

Thus, Jonathan and Catherine proceeded to leave.

Yareth bid farewell to Lailah as well.

Following Lailah's instruction, the staff took everyone to the shared dorm first.

Out of the eleven candidates there, Catherine was the only girl.

There were six bunk beds in the dorm for twelve people.

The Divine Realm hadn't prepared any special accommodation for Catherine.

Considering the circumstances, she had no choice but to bear with it.

The staff member who was in charge of leading them around was called Shane Wendell. He was a Chanaean Anglandurn in his thirties. He used to be a department head in Anglandur before he applied to work at the Divine Realm.

Shane was a stern and meticulous man. He announced, “All of you have one hour to rest. After that, I'll bring you guys to the cafeteria for your lunch. Please stay in the dorm until then. You are not allowed to wander around.” Then, he turned to leave.

With that, the candidates began choosing beds for themselves.

Jonathan chose one and instructed Catherine to take the bed above his, which she obeyed without hesitation.

That was likely because of the agreement they had made before. Besides that, Catherine didn't really care much about anything.

Jonathan lay down. He hadn't even closed his eyes when he sensed two people coming his way.

He immediately sat up and saw that it was Chester and someone called Elijah Murray.

Elijah was around twenty-four years old. He was at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he was fairly skilled. He had a strong foundation in both Tiger's Roar and Dragon's Shield.

Because of that, he was incredibly arrogant.

However, the people around him were all exceptional, so he held his conceit back.

Jonathan was the exception.

As Chester and Elijah walked over, the former smiled at

Jonathan before saying, “Hello, Jonathan.” All of the candidates knew each other's names and backgrounds as Lailah had publicized the name list beforehand.

Jonathan stared at Chester in confusion. He didn't want to be rude, so he simply smiled back and replied, “Hello, Chester.” “Can we sit on your bed?” Chester asked.

Jonathan's gaze turned wary. He was an experienced man who wouldn't be fooled so easily. There was a possibility that the two of them would suddenly go berserk and take his life. The Divine Realm wouldn't stand on his side, either.

They would just say that he deserved to die.

On top of that, it would be pointless to stand on his side because he would be dead by then.

Thus, he stood up and said, “Sure.” He would stand up while the two of them sat down.

Chester was slightly surprised by that. Still, he grinned and

remarked, “You're a smart one, Jonathan.” There was a fake smile on Jonathan's face as he asked, “Is there a reason why you two came to me?” Since Jonathan stood up, Chester and Elijah did not sit down. Chester stated, “It's thanks to fate that we're all here together. That's why we want to get closer to you, Jonathan. We might join the Divine Realm together in the future, after all.” A candidate named Walter Norris immediately got up after hearing that. With a cynical tone, he mocked, “Haha! You love to scheme, don't you, Chester? If you guys make it into the Divine Realm, the rest of us will just be your background characters, won't we?” There were only four slots, after all.

Chester's words had caused the others to feel displeased.

Elijah swiftly turned to Walter and retorted, “What? You got a problem, brat?” Walter was an egoistic person as well. He wanted to refute,

but when he looked at Chester and his gang, all he could do was sneer and stay quiet.

Ignoring Walter, Chester turned back to Jonathan with a friendly expression. “Let's be friends from now on, Jonathan. We'll have to take care of each other.” Jonathan couldn't help but rub his nose. He felt a little irritated.

Chester was a people pleaser, and people like that loved to form cliques.

On the other hand, the other candidates were all pretentious people who couldn't be bothered with things like that.

The thing that frustrated Jonathan was that Chester specifically chose him out of everyone else. He wondered if it was because he was the weakest in terms of cultivation, so Chester thought he would be an easy target.

That was the obvious answer.

Even so, Jonathan did not refuse. He didn't want to make ‘enemies for no reason. There were still many uncertainties

at that moment.

Thus, he grinned and exclaimed, “Of course we should help each other. | sure hope you'll support me, Chester.” Chester was satisfied with Jonathan's obedient response.

He patted the latter on the shoulder and replied, “No problem.” Right then, Elijah leaned in and whispered curiously, “So, what kind of relationship do you and Catherine have, Jonathan? It seems like she listens to everything you say.

Is she your girl? Nice work, man. | can't believe you managed to get yourself such a sexy woman.” “She's my wife,” Jonathan uttered.

That left Elijah dumbstruck. He clearly felt a bit embarrassed, and there was a trace of disappointment in his tone as he muttered, “O-Oh, | see.” Considering how gorgeous Catherine was, it was hard to resist her.

An hour later, Shane brought them to the cafeteria to eat.

It was a military cafeteria that was spacious and brightly lit.

The snow outside was still heavy as ever. It covered the ground with a layer of white.

In the cafeteria, a dense crowd of soldiers was eating.