28 The Annual Tournament Begins (1/2)

As the sun rose, sunlight shone upon the Ethereal Expanse, thus beginning the annual tournament of Wok City

There were many participants for the annual tournament, whereas the audiences for this year were countless. Ten thousands of people came to watch this year's competition for one sole rumor. The divine marked individuals who obtained recognition from the the divine beasts were competing this year. The tournament stage was completely surrounded at the first rays of light.

Even those who had lived in Wok City their whole life couldn't help but be awed by the spectacular changes brought about this year.

Upon the stage, there were only a hundred participants. Each of them gave off an aura of confidence once they gathered onto the stage. These individuals who joined this years competition were of the strongest. The weakest out of them all was at the mid-stage of Axis Realm, Intermediate Mark Fighter*.

”Where's Silver? How come I can't see him!” Kong Nori depressingly said. The whole stadium was completely packed, it could also be described as being stranded among the sea of people. The fact this year's tournament had too many new and exciting factors involved in it, so the many people present here was not strange at all.

Every year was almost the same, very few will get into the sects they want nor were many noticed. This new type of change in the monotonous current was something many wanted.

Fu Arus, Xin Yanhua, Kong Galbi and even the parents of the divine four were present. They were all squeezed into the crowd, looking at the large tournament stage. Fu Arus had already told them their kids had cloaked themselves. It took a few guesses to tell who was who as many of participants kept their appearance hidden too.

All one hundred had already been registered with a numbers once they signed up. The limit was one hundred, unless you had a backdoor, it was nearly impossible to appear at final stage. Many would be tested and had to fight thousands of other contestants to obtain a spot. Those who entered through different means were naturally frowned up by ordinary participants.

But as long someone had some form of power or backed by someone powerful, then they could only grind their teeth in silence. Everything is fair under the might of absolute power.

Long Zhen and Fey Luden stood besides each other off the tournament stage, awaiting their turn to fight. Long Zhen carried the number five with Fey Luden carrying six, respectively. Fu Wonton was further away, sitting on a chair, sound asleep. He was number nine.

One by one, exclamations burst out from the crowd as the participants fought on the tournament stage. Everyone was waiting for their number to be called up next. As the latest fight ended, participant 81 won with one poke of a finger. This was one of the cloaked individuals, their name was Faa Mu.

An elder stood at the middle of stage, awaiting for the unconscious loser to be brought off the stage.

”Ahem, next is participant 18 and 93! Yan Li and Sun Jiao, to the stage,” announced the city tournament elder.

Very soon, Sun Jiao's tall and sturdy figure had stepped onto the stage. Across from him, Yan Li hidden in a maroon cloak, stood on the stage. Fu Wonton, Fey Luden, Long Zhen and Silver looked up at the very mention of Yan Li. She was the weakest of their group and they knew very little of her skills.

Since traveling to Wok City, Blacky warded off many beasts around the premises. So, no one truly knew each other's skills. The only thing Silver knew about his childhood friends were there cultivation level. Yan Li had broken through the night before, reaching the late-stage of the Axis Realm, Expert Mark Fighter. The other three actually reached the early stages of the Terra Realm, True Mortal.

'I can't help but to admire Yan Li. Whatever she is cultivating, it's giving off a vibe that she battle those two stages higher than her,' thought Silver as he meticulously examined Yan Li hidden under the cloak. Although the mask could hide their cultivation, it was nothing to his black mask.

The day before, the black mask was actually an artifact he created in his past life. He couldn't help but be surprised when he first inspected it. A seal was placed onto the mask to ensure that nobody could use it to its fullest potential, unless it was the creator themselves who was using it. However, this gave him many unanswered questions as to why an artifact of his was in Ethereal Expanse.

As he couldn't find a clue from his many speculations, he unsealed the mask, unlocking it's true abilities. It only had two functions; conceal one's cultivation and appearance, and transform one's appearance. It was his most used and prized possession, next to his halberd, that had helped him escaped many greedy bastards. He created this after obtaining ”Wolf Beneath the Wool”, implementing it into the mask. With so many identities, it was truly hard to find him, except for those who deemed life and death friends.

”Hiding your appearance before you lost, eh,” sneered Sun Jiao as he made his way towards Yan Li. His eyes were cold, full of unbounded pride.

”Boy or girl, you'll fall under these fists of mine.”

Before Sun Jiao could get near Yan Li, he felt a strong killing intent coming from her. Shivers of cold ran down his back, he took half a step back, sweat on his forehead. His instinct was screaming to back off from the mysterious person.

Silver was pleasantly surprised, he didn't realize that Yan Li could have a strong killing intent already. Sun Jiao wanted to scare her, but it hadn't worked, and now he looked like a buffoon for saying such prideful words.

Sun Jiao was furious, releasing more qi and struck out his right fist.

”Take my Iron Fist!”

Yan Li stayed silent, taking a step forward, appearing behind his back. The crowd had gone silent, unsure of what happened and how Yan Li got behind Sun Jiao.

All they knew was that his right hand was missing and the mysterious person was beyond ruthless. Sun Jiao clench his teeth, holding in the pain he felt after realizing he lost his hand.

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”Thank you for being merciful,” Sun Jiao shuddered as a group of doctors came up and took him off the stage. He felt his luck was good and the fact he wasn't too arrogant. If so, he would of never made it off the stage.

Once someone signs up for this tournament, there were a high chance of being severely injured, crippled or even dying. This was not a place for fools who couldn't understand what cruelty truly meant.

The crowd just stared at Yan Li with various expressions, most were of fear and awe. What made it more mind boggling was the fact they couldn't see the technique used. It was too fast for their mortal eyes!

A few of the sect elders that were sitting at first few rows of the stadium showed astonished expressions. Some of the disciples looked at their elders in confusion, trying to understand the situation.

Finally, one of the elder composed himself and explained. Since many of the cultivators had good hearing, they listened in on this said elder. He actually seen this technique once during his path of cultivation. Mainly, a certain type assassin clan used this blade technique and are actually well known for it.