Chapter 142: Dao of Purgatory (2/2)
The Ten Arbiters Council made their decision and agreed to hold a public competition for the entire human region. Every planet that had reached a certain level of development would be able to watch it. On top of that, they would also be able to see for themselves the power of the Astral Combat Academy, which was the most powerful academy in the universe. As stakes for the competition, Council announced that the winner would gain access to some of the most powerful techniques that had been passed down from ancient times, a seat as one of the sub-committee members on the Ten Arbiters Council, as well as precious items that had been donated by other powerful organizations.
The moment the news was announced, the entire universe grew excited. The news spread like wildfire, and within just a few hours, the information had circulated to the Outerverse, leaving everyone shocked. Soon, the entire universe was aware that the Astral Combat Tournament would be held soon.
Someone from Astral-4 said, “The Interacademy Tournaments have always been a huge event. But this time, because of the loss of our territory, morale has dropped. This must have been organized to lift the human region’s spirits, which is why the rewards are so generous. It’ll be hard to be number one, but I’ll strive to at least be in the top ten.”
Someone from Astral-6 responded, “We’ve been waiting for this moment for a very long time. I don’t believe that you’re actually strong enough to do as you say. The day of the tournament will be the day of your defeat.”
From Astral-7, someone said, “Damn, the rewards are really enticing. All of the hidden disciples from powerful families are sure to surge into the Astral Combat Academy. Competition has always been fierce, but with these geniuses joining, perhaps even the monsters that have been released from their ice seals will take part. This tournament will definitely be on a whole other level from the past competitions.”
In Astral-8, someone said, “Don’t disturb me, Craynor. Also, keep a close eye on Feng Shang. I want to know exactly how powerful he’s gotten. In this tournament, only Realm Masters will have the right to reach the top ten places. Only by defeating him will I have a chance.”
In Astral-9, another person said, “In past competitions, the first three academies have always taken up half of the top ten spots, and the strongest have always come from them. I won’t accept it! This time, I’ll lead the Ninth Academy and become the strongest ever!”
And in Astral-10, the Sandmaster tortured Schutz as he looked at his gadget at the same time, deep in thought. “Are they trying to use this tournament to show off how powerful we humans are and use this opportunity to recruit people? It’s a good idea. At the very least, we should be able to see the innate gifts of some powerful families. How nostalgic. I wonder how many people will be scooped up by those people. If someone becomes their disciple, their entire destiny will be changed.”
Some people correctly guessed that, the moment news of the Astral Combat Tournament spread, many academies immediately received numerous entrance exam requests. Quite a number came from powerful organizations, and even some ancient organisations that many thought had faded into history had suddenly emerged to take part.
Unfortunately, nobody wanted to join Astral-10. This tournament was way too important and Astral-10 had been at the bottom of the branch academies for so long that no one really believed in them anymore. The only people who were interested in joining were Outerverse organizations, but unfortunately for them, Astral-10 thought nothing of them. The Sandmaster simply closed Astral-10 and didn’t allow anyone in.
Regardless of how chaotic the outside world became, it had nothing to do with Lu Yin. At this very moment, he was standing on a broken bridge. On the other side of the bridge was a man who was coldly staring at him. “Screw off.”
Lu Yin narrowed his eyes. “Try to be a bit more polite.”
The man glanced at the back of Lu Yin’s hand and saw the “ten” marking on it. With a look of contempt on his face, he said, “Astral-10? I haven’t seen anyone from there in a long time. I didn’t think that there’d be someone from Astral-10 who could come to Dao of Purgatory. I’ve got just two things to say to you. Screw off, or I’ll kill you.”
A cold light shone in Lu Yin’s eyes before his entire body vanished. In the next moment, he appeared right in front of the man and reached out to grab him. The man viciously said, “You’re dead,” as he produced a sword that he immediately used to slash at Lu Yin. But with a metallic clang, the blade broke. Lu Yin grabbed the man by the throat and, with just a small amount of force, caused the man’s face to turn red. The man kicked out, but that only resulted in him being smashed into the ground by Lu Yin, causing the bridge to collapse.
“Cough, cough.” The man spat out some blood and gazed at Lu Yin in astonishment. “Are-Aren’t you a Melder?”
Lu Yin snorted. “I can’t believe someone with your strength has the gall to be so rude to me. In our Astral-10, you wouldn’t even be the second from the bottom.”
The man became even more surprised, and he obviously didn’t believe Lu Yin in the least. After all, Astral-10 was known for being weak. While the man wasn’t exactly strong, he wasn’t the weakest either. The person in him should be the strongest from Astral-10; his strength simply didn’t make any sense otherwise. He could only blame it on his bad luck. No matter how weak the Outerverse was, there’d still be one or two geniuses.
He was actually partially right. Lu Yin was indeed the strongest in the academy; however, Lu Yin was also right as well. Coco was acknowledged as the weakest, but her extreme speed and her huge syringe’s defensive abilities meant this guy would be no match for her. He wouldn’t even be second from the bottom and thus could only be ranked at the very bottom.
“Tell me where the nearest training spot is,” Lu Yin said in a cold voice.
The man was still terrified and immediately replied, “Spear Mountain’s less than five hundred kilometers away. The entire mountain is shaped like a spear, and the entire area emanates bloodlust. It’s said that someone once comprehended an ultimate spear technique there. You can give that a try.”
Lu Yin released him. Spear Mountain?
“Who’s the Area Master?” Lu Yin asked.
The man gulped and fearfully answered, “Frankfurt, one of the Area Masters from Astral-6.”
“Is he very strong?” Lu Yin asked.
The man nodded. “Yes. He’s a peak Limiteer and has comprehended some techniques from Spear Mountain. Also, he has two lines of battle force.”