28 The Annual Tournament Begins (2/2)

This clan was naturally the White Raven Clan. Despite their clan's odd name, it was a clan that brought fear to many powerful individuals and sects. They assassinated anybody who caused trouble to their friends, family and the clients that hired them. They wouldn't even turn down confrontational duels, but no matter, it was always a life and death duel.

But they were very respectful, unless you provoked them first, they won't provoke you. They were the number one assassin clan in the Ethereal Expanse, a very mysterious group. A minority of them are quite well-known already, publicly declaring themselves, but no one dared to cause them trouble.

Near the middles section of the stadium Fu Arus could be seen glaring at a young, plain woman who gave him a pleasant smile.

[I can't believe you taught her your clan's killing techniques] spoke Fu Arus to the plain woman telepathically. By using his divine sense, he naturally able to communicate to her without saying a word vocally but mentally.

[Aren't you afraid your clan's patriarch is here looking for you, Yan Hui? You've hid yourself for 14 years! Not only that, you've let her use your clan's assassination techniques too. She'll definitely be kidnapped by the White Raven Clan.]

[Hmph, let that old man find me! What can he do to me and his granddaughter?] retorted Yan Hui using her divine sense.

[She won't get kidnapped by the members of the White Raven Clan. She has my token, and if they dare touch her, I will be instantly teleported to her! If he wants me to return, then he must apologize for banishing her father out of the Ethereal Expanse! Let's see who dare touches my daughter.]

Fu Arus shook his head and gave a light sigh after listening to what Yan Hui said. She had came to his Windfall Village to hide from her clan, pregnant, with nowhere to go. He had been great friends with her and her husband, so didn't hesitate when he let her live in his village. When she told him the news of her husband, he was quite angry, almost storming to the White Raven Clan in anger.

Yan Hui had begged him not to, so he could only consider her feelings and stay composed. Since that year, before Yan Li was born, she never smiled and changed her appearance to a plain village woman. But ever since Yan Li was born, she always smiled and taught Yan Li her clan's technique. She was strict when she trained her daughter, but she also showed her love and care as a mother to her daughter.

”He's actually here,” said Yan Hui with smile that wasn't a smile taking a quick glance to the west of the stadium. There sat an old man wearing plain, faded grey clothing observing Yan Li with utmost attention.

'Who is this Yan Li? She knows our White Raven Clan techniques and her surname is also Yan… I don't remember hearing of child prodigy like her in our clan…' thought the old man.

At that moment, the old man sensed that someone was looking at him. He turned his head to the general direction where Yan Li was sitting at but couldn't pinpoint who it was. Thus, he kept quiet and returned his focus onto the stadium. Especially, towards the maroon cloaked Yan Li.

Everyone raised their heads and saw that the sun was directly above them, indicating that it was high noon already.

”Participant 18, Yan Li has won,” said the referee ”Participant 5, Long Zhen and participant 27, Xin Chuo to the stage!”

Both Long Zhen and Xin Chuo felt surprised at the match up when their names were called. At any rate, they proceeded to the middle of the stage. Like Yan Li, Long Zhen was also hidden within a maroon hooded-cloak.

”Alright, same rules as always. Begin!” shouted the referee after moving off the stage.

”Pfew…” Xin Chuo took a deep breath, hiding his mouth behind his opened fan. Long Zhen got into his stance, knuckle cracking as tighten his fist. He knew Xin Chuo was stronger than him, but he felt it was exciting to fight finally. Adrenaline rushing throughout his body, he was ready.

Xin Chuo glanced at Long Zhen, a coquettish smile hidden behind his fan. Closing it the fan, he quickly turn around.

”I give up,” announced Xin Chuo walking off the stage. He returned outside of the stage, where those who lost would do a redemption round.

”Sorry, I don't feel like fighting this guy.”

”Ahhh… Participant 5, Long Zhen wins!” exclaimed the dumbfounded referee after assessing the situation and composing himself. Even the crowd was thoroughly stunned, never had they seen someone act this way in the tournament of the past years.

Intentionally giving up to an a person without batting an eye. Who are these mysterious maroon cloaked people?

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Those in the Axis Realm are generally called Mark Fighter's.

Names as followed:

1st Axis to 3rd Axis - Beginner Mark Fighter

4th Axis to 6th Axis - Intermediate Mark Fighter

7th Axis to 9th Axis - Expert Mark Fighter

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::Another chapter done. I'm aware that my old novel is on RR and I have yet to update it to the current one as I am waiting to reach the same amount of chapters I had before. I understand that the changes in world will confuse many readers, but it'll become clear later on::

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