C12 (1/2)

”There's going to be a competition in a few days. Everyone hurry up and register.” In the city, it was unknown who shouted this, but the crowd became particularly lively.

”A competition? It can't be a competition between youngsters, right?”

”That's right, this competition only happens once a year, and it sends talents to the Northern City every single time.” Furthermore, every fifty years, the youth competition would become even more popular. Even the current number one in the city did not dare guarantee that he would obtain the number one spot. Once, there was even a dark horse that appeared, pushing the number one youth in the city, Nether Tianxin, into fifth place. I wonder if those dark horses will come out this time. ”

”Once every fifty years is the most explosive, then —”

”Yes, it's because of the beast tide.”

When Shaoqing arrived at the teahouse in the city, he heard quite a lot about the young elites' competition.

Based on the information gathered, there were three parts to the '50-Year Elite Tournament'. After all, some of the young competitors were born young, and had yet to register for the tournament. This gave them a huge advantage over the other participants.

Starting from the age of twelve, up to the age of forty-five, it was the best time for humans to train in martial arts. It was possible that with just a year of difference, the difference in strength would be extremely great.

Therefore, a person from ten to twenty years old with the strength of at least the eighth heaven would participate in the first part of the competition.

From the age of 21 to 35, they would compete in the second part of the first sky of the spirit realm.

Those with a spiritual energy at the fourth level or higher, and under the age of forty-five, would then participate in the third part of the competition.

As for the other ages, that was a standard, but those that didn't reach the strength needed to be eliminated. This might be a bit unfair, but in this world, there was no absolute fairness. Besides, without a diamond brick, how could he take care of the porcelain?

Naturally, Shaoqing had full confidence in himself, so he also went to participate in the competition.

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When they arrived at the registration venue, it was truly noisy.

”Hey, Li Yun, is the strength of your child good enough?”

”Brother Xing, how many places can you make?”

”Fifty or sixty.”

And so on and so forth.

However, Shaoqing was only here to register, so he wouldn't do anything unnecessary.

”Ten taels of silver.” The management registered middle-aged man said.

After Shaoqing paid the 10 taels of silver, he took an application form and filled in his name.

”Alright, the competition will begin three days later. You have to come early.” The middle-aged man said indifferently.

However, there were not many problems with the Shaoqing, but there were always those perverts who came looking for trouble with the Shaoqing.

”Brat, since you're so generous with your money, you should have a bit of it too. Give it to me and I'll spend it.” A few lackey's with weapons walked over and blocked Shaoqing's path. Their strength was not bad and they had the strength of seven or eight Layered Heavens. The leader was a ninth level Spirit Realm expert, but he was still a bit old.

”Fierce, get out of my way. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite.” Towards this kind of fellow, Shaoqing naturally wouldn't put on a good face.