7 Rejected By The Sects II

"That's really sad to hear. I know that it will be hard for you to recall such a bad moment in your life but please let it all out."

The beautiful lady said to Iwan and hearing this Iwan instantly jumped for her embrace like a child who had just found her long-lost stepsister. But, just that wasn't enough.

"Clap!"

Iwan could only wish for that 'never going to happen' embrace while feeling a hot and stinging sensation around his cheeks.

The lady hadn't slapped the shit out of Iwan which he was very deserving of, according to the sleeping little bear. Instead, she had just grabbed his face with her hands that looked like the claw of an ice raven.

"Isn't that the famous ice claw? Miss, are you a mart-"

Iwan was shocked as he pulled his arms back and changed his tone to a very respectful one.

Iwan was someone who had spent the last five years of his life wandering from portal to portal in search of a Sect that would take him in.

He knew more about martial arts of different sects than he knew about his father who had left him on his sixth birthday.

'That was definitely the ice claw of the Ice Raven Sect. Just who is she?'

Iwan shivered as his disbelief was converting into fear.

'My head could have fallen off. Or, she could have punctured holes around my mouth. I could have been the first man with a tunnel passing through his cheeks. Hmmm...that sounds rather cool.'

Iwan was lost in his thoughts while the lady removed his shiny white claws away from Iwan's face and smile sheepishly.

"If you want to know then tell me what happened 'next'."

Iwan knew that he was stuck with this sneaky lady who had been fooling him with his beauty.

Now, after knowing that she had been a martial artist affiliated with the Ice Raven Sect, Iwan sighed.

"My Queen, I was going to continue even if you hadn't told me to."

Iwan showed the most sincere smile that he could hang on his mouth while feeling the dry hit around his throat that was contracting because of the nervousness he was feeling.

'I thought she would fall for me after listening to my sad past but it looks like before tha happens I may lose my head to this demonic beauty. I guess I have no choice. I have to end this quickly and get out of here to finally do what I wish for.'

Iwan decided in his head that he had to end this as fast as he could.

"Now, I will tell you about the last two sects that had yet to decline my humble talents. Along with that, you will get to hear about the hardships that I had to face in the next four years."

Iwan who had been going on and on about his past without context had turned into a nerd. Thus, with the context given, Iwan continued.

"All of the Sect names were crossed out except for the last two on the list.

There was a reason why I had left these Sects for the end.

If I could, I wouldn't even go a hundred kilometers near them, that's how disgusting the names of these Sects sounded.

The second last on the list of Sects was...

The Middle Finger Sect~

'Hey, The Middle Finger Sect isn't as bad as its name. They do use the sudden action of throwing their cursed middle finger right towards the faces of the enemies to stun them out of their shit. And, their way does sound very obnoxious but I am confident that even I can do something as bastardly as throwing a middle finger at my enemy. Right, Pudin?'

'Mhuum~'

Pudin could only let out his beastly cry while raising his paws towards my face and throwing the same thing that I hated.

'Amazing.'

I could only compliment the little bastard who was not only a fast learner but also had a great talent at stunning enemies by using his version of 'the middle finger'.

A day had already passed after my visit to The Great Middle Finger Sect, and I had to go through a harsh throwing test. There was no need to mention what I had to throw.

'Why?'

'Bang!'

I threw a fist at the steering wheel of my truck while wondering if I was kicked out of the Middle Finger Sect because my finger was too small or my angle wasn't right.

'Mhuum~'

'Yes, they again kicked me out with the same words as that old bat. It's like I have been cursed.'

Little Pudin was right. I had been kicked out of the portal after the examiner told me these words while showing both of his middle fingers to me.

( You have no talent for this martial arts. So, Get Lost! )

'Again, Again, Again, and Again.'

I cried out in agony as I broke the two tendons of both of my middle fingers.

'Pudin. Do It Dude~.'

While crying like a child who had just shat his diaper, I commanded Pudin in a very somber tone.

'Mhuum~'

With tears of his own that had already drenched his facial hair, Pudin smashed down his paws on my broken middle fingers.

That even damaged three extrinsic and intrinsic muscles on both of my middle fingers.

Now, I could only look at my hand that was carrying a hanging sausage in the middle of my index and ring finger.

'FACK!'

I cried out in pain and pulled out the list while looking at the last sect that had yet to be blessed by my talentless presence.

'It's the Big Butt Sect! The lowest of the lowest sects in South Korea. Pudin, they only take those men as their disciples who carry insane sizes of cake behind them. I had wished that this day would never come.'

I looked and Pudin and told him my thoughts before jumping out of the truck along with him, and thus we started doing THOSE disgusting movements."

A/N: Continued in next chap!