Chapter 117: Rigged or Fate? (2/2)
”There are a total of Sixteen Sect who are with us today. And now that the qualifying rounds have come to an end, we will be moving on to the actual Red Sea Tournament. There will be four rounds and each enemy will be chosen by drawing lots.” Shen Rong announced.
Unlike before when there was a lot of uproar from the audience, it was seemingly more quiet and tranquil now. You can really feel the heaviness of the atmosphere as they eagerly waited for the first two contestants to come to the stage.
The brief introduction from Shen Rong lasted about five minutes before all of us participants were summoned to the arena. This time, there was only one big stage in the center of the coliseum.
”Wow, that's Shi Meili, right?”
”Wow! She's from the Meili Clan, right? The first-in-line successor to the Meili Shelter, right?”
”That's the all-girls Shelter, right?”
”Not anymore, sometimes they welcome males to their shelter but they needed to pass a few tests.”
”Wow! I want to go there!”
”I heard they were allied with the formidable Tang Sect. That's why no one troubles them.”
”Check that out! He's so hot! Which Shelter is he from?!”
”Kyaaaa~”
”Aiyo~ that's the representative of the Red Sea Shelter. Didn't you watch his fight against Xiao Xue— he's the winner of the Red Sea Tournament last year.”
”Yeah, that Evolved Fanged Ice Wolf of his is no joke. I saw it during his fight and it gave me goosebumps.”
”He must've come from a rich family. Lucky him.”
”Rich family or not, why don't you try wooing him? You might get lucky.”
”S-should I?”
I stared straight in front of me, ignoring the comments from the audience as they admired my esteemed self. My lips were ready to part itself into a smile but I used all my strength to suppress it. Maybe my ears and cheeks are reddening right now, but I have no way of knowing so I just kept my poker face.
A lady with a beautiful figure flew to the platform where Shen Rong was, bringing with her the ballot box where lots would be drawn. Shen Rong didn't waste any time rummaging through it. If I were in his position, I would've been nervous.
There was a bit of a pause as Shen Rong lifted up two numbers from the ballot box. ”Twelve and One!” Shen Rong announced.
Just like everyone else, I glanced around, expectantly looking for the first contestants who would go up the stage to fight their way up the ladder.
”Oh, it's Shi Meili!”
”She's fighting first!”
”Wow! I want her to step on me!”
”Shut up, you degenerate.”
That's when I noticed that everyone was also looking at me. Then I realized something... the reason why I couldn't find the number one was because I had that number.
It's right here, I was holding the strip of paper with my number!
Wait, what?!
'Is this rigged or what? Shen Rong, what are you doing?!' I inwardly exclaimed.