94 The Gathering of Experts Part 7 (2/2)

The two were on the ground, and Riher was currently lying above his opponent's body. He quickly rolled away from him and while grabbing his large axe handle with both hands, he tried to slash vertically at his lying opponent.

Before Riher's large axe could hit the young man's stomach, the young man rolled closer to him with such a fast motion, that instead of stopping at Riher's feet, he kept going and made Riher fall on his back.

It was at this point that Riher's plate armor came fully undone, and covered his face.

The young man in leather armor immediately got back up on his feet, and sent a powerful blow on Riher's left elbow crevice with one of his hatchets. The blow wasn't powerful enough to do serious damage, and yet, it made him release the grip he had on his double-headed axe.

He then pointed his second hatchet at Riher's neck.

Now unarmed and hindered by his own plate armor, Riher had no option but to concede. He knew that if this was a battle to the death, he wouldn't be currently breathing.

”I concede.” He said with a disappointed tone.

The young man in leather armor moved away from him, and allowed him to fix his plate armor and recover his double-headed axe.

The two then bowed slightly to each other, before Rihel left the stage in low spirits.

The man hidden under the black coat appeared once again, and said ”The title of Guardian of the Axe goes to The Bloody Axe, master of Hutch.”

Hutch, which had yet to say a word in public, simply crossed his twin hatchets in front of his chest, and shouted ”HOOAH!” He then left the stage.

One after the another, similar scenes took place in the square. Various elimination competitionof which participants were either spiritual cultivators that had comprehended the same essence, or martial cultivators that wielded the same weapon.

Staves, bows and arrows, greatswords, fire essence, lightning essence.. One after the other these events took place and revealed a different winning contender, along with their masters and rightful owner of the title of guardian of discipline.

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It was now early evening, and it was finally time for the competitions for the ruler of discipline to take place. Traditionally, the competitions for the titles of guardian of discipline would take place earlier in the day, while the competitions for the titles of ruler of discipline would take place later.

The first competition to take place, was the one for the title of Ruler of the Spear.

The competitors for the title of Rule of the Spear were a lot more than the competitors for the previous martial disciplines. No matter if axes, bow and arrow, staves, fans or daggers, the vast majority of the young master in the empire would always try to learn either the use of the sword or the use of the spear first.

Those who picked different weapons, usually did it in order to respect a tradition within their families or powers.

The first to enter the stage, was of course, Krim. The current third prince of the Krehan empire.

It was known that the third prince was a prodigy of spear wielding, as opposite to the crown prince, which was a master of the sword and currently occupied in a military campaign, and the second prince and the first princess, which were both spiritual cultivators and practiced respectively sound and space essence.

”Krim, third prince of the great Krehan empire. Who challenges me for the title of Ruler of the Spear, and the honor of our masters?” Asked the third prince after making a golden spear appear in his hand, and planting the bottom of the shaft heavily against the ground.

”I will.” Responded a twenty odd years old girl.

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The third prince was an extremely talented cultivator, and was easily able to overpower the seven different competitors before they could even force him to spend too much ki.

He was now standing, over a stage filled with shallow cuts, and stains of blood and sweat.

The tip of his spear was still of a bright golden color. So bright that its shine could not be hidden by the thin layer of blood that covered it.

The man hidden under the black cloak appeared in the middle of the stage, and said ”The title The title of Ruler of the Spear goes to The Phantom Piercer, master of the third prince. The next competition held, will be the competition for the title of the Ruler of the Sword.”

The competition for the title of Ruler of the Sword was the one that had, by far, the highest number of competitors. The sword was a versatile weapon, and it came in many shapes and forms. Therefore, the fights were varied and always different.

As for a large number of disciples, this was also Alesia's competition.

She nervously looked at her mother, and after receiving an encouraging smile, she focused on entering the right state of mind for battle, and waited for the right moment.

Unfortunately for Alesia, the competition for the sword had many cultivators of a much higher level than hers. She was currently at the mid of the sixth rank, while most of the competitors were at the late, peak, and even perfect stage of the nigh inhuman stage.

If she wanted to have a chance to win the title of Ruler of the Sword for her mother, she needed to find the right timing to join the fight.