60 Battle Royal (1/2)

CHAPTER 60

Thousands of children talked to each other as they wait for the tournament to begin.

But there was one boy sitting in a bench alone, no one was sitting beside him. Everybody in the waiting room treated him like a plague.

Yang Chen was in deep thought because of his older sister.

Yang Chen knew that once he beat his older sister in the tournament, everybody will have their eyes on him. Once his strength is revealed, they will get suspicious of him.

”It doesn't matter, I'll deal with that once that time has arrive” Yang Chen shook his head.

”For now I should focus on winning the tournament” Yang Chen decided.

Wee! Woo! Wee! Woo

Suddenly the siren sounded in the entire waiting room, almost making everyone go deaf.

Everybody cupped their ears with their hands tightly, so that the siren's sound won't go in.

Yang Chen cupped his ears when he heard the sirens, before he realize that it was time for the tournament to start.

He shook his head to get rid of the ringing inside his head before rushing to the middle of the arena, along with other thousands of children.

The whole stadium was like a football stadium, it can fit around 50,000 people in the spectators sit only. In the middle of the arena is where the childrens will fight (That sounds so wrong) each other for the prizes.

Every Clan inhabiting this Mountains has a stadium like this, this is where the clan usually hold big events, like this junior Clan tournament.

The Stadium was built by the 2nd Gen Patriarch of the Yang Clan. It took awhile before the stadium was build (10 Years) in the Clan, because of some minor problems.

But the other clans, Min Clan and the Shen Clan, decided to copy him and built their own stadiums inside their own respective clans.

The 2nd Gen Patriarch reaction when he heard that was... Calm, he was calm because he knew beforehand that, the other clans will copy his work.

The Yang Clan still remembered his poem when he learned of what happened.

”They say copying is the greatest form of flattery”

”But for me?”

”Copying is only the greatest work of a failure”

Both of the current Patriarch of that time was enraged by his poem. They demanded that he take it back but he refused.

The two Patriarch couldn't do anything to him at that time, so they sent many assassins to assassinate him, but all of them returned with only their heads intact.

Even though the 2nd Gen Patriarch was just in the Nascent Soul at that time, but he covered his weak Cultivation with his skills.

The 2nd Gen Patriarch was a genius at Martial Arts, meanwhile his Cultivation talent wasn't that good. He was Two Hundred years old when he reached the Nascent Soul stage, but he had a genius mind to cope with his skills.

While he was the Patriarch, the Yang Clan prospered a lot. They had Millions of hectares to farm their fruits and vegetables in, they had many talents appearing in their clan, and in fact he made two out of three of their Earth Manuals from scratch.

But unfortunately, he died at the age of 567 in the hands of an assassin. But his legacy lives on, in the children of the Clan.

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Yang Ho appeared on top of the VIP room, he look at the exited youths in front of him before he waved his hand and all of them shut their mouths.

”Today I bring you all here for a very special occasion, The Junior Clan Tournament! As you all know, this tournament is only for the youths who can push our clan to prosperity”

”I am very happy that there are so many strong youths for our clans future, but that is not enough! Youths who is wet behind their ears cannot survive in this cruel, cruel world”

”The Elders has counted the approximate number of all of you, there is at least 3,000 youths in this here arena. So I will be conducting a preliminary test to reduce the youths participating in the tournament, which will be decided by a Battle Royal!” He announced in front of the whole stadium.

He waited for their response, and as he thought, a commotion started in the stadium.

”Isn't this a little bit unfair!? What about us who has weak Cultivation!? Will we get prizes too!?”

”Yeah! We could have some chance to enter the Top 100!”

”The only reason why I came here is for the prize, now it's all gone”

The children's complained, because if the Patriarch were to hold a Battle Royal, the weak will instantly fall. Why? Because there are too many genius childrens here that has a Cultivation of Qi Gathering Lvl 5 to 10, and the rest have a Cultivation of Qi Gathering Lvl 1 to 4.

So basically having a Battle Royal will kill all the weak competitors and make way for the strong.

It's like putting a bunch of ants in front of a Lion, they will never make it.

The Commotion continued, as the children shouted indignantly.

”Shut up! You children have grown too spoiled by the clan, which is my fault. So I will let all taste once again, how to kneel” Yang Ho yelled with a Qi amplified voice.

He use his oppressive Qi to make them all kneel down, but he toned it down a bit so that they wouldn't get injured.

All the children was force to kneel down, no one was spared. Even his own daughter was force to kneel down.

”Gah!”

”Argh”

”Raaargh”

All of them were force to kneel, to teach them a lesson not to go against their Elder's.

”Now that all of you are in a proper position to listen, I shall now explain the rules to you all”

1. No killing of any form are allowed.

2. Once you get defeated, you're disqualified.

3. Stepping out of the arena is not allowed.

4. Hiding in one spot will also get you disqualified.

5. Eating any sorts of boosting pills is not allowed.

6. Once you have defeated 30 contestants, you will advance to the next stage.

”Now that we have the rules, I shall list the prize for the Top 100 to Top 1” Yang Ho said.

He explained the prizes of the tournament but when he got into the Top 1 prize, everyone had stars in their eyes, even the elders.

”That's all, and once I leave this position the Battle Royal will start” Yang Ho said as he undid his Qi Oppression on them.

He walk away slowly and the cruel Battle Royal started.