Ling Tian's
Tournament 9
"Look at your boys Patriarch Hong, Patriarch Xuan! Haha.. They were even busy fighting to the point of letting the quarry escape!" said one of the Clan Elders mocking the silliness of Xuan Ji and Hong Lie.
"Haha.. What an unequaled silliness! I'm also amused!" added the Patriarch of the other Clans.
Patriarch Xuan and Patriarch Hong could only be speechless and not reply to anything. They really want to cry now or go backstage and bury themselves.
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Prison illusion soul.
While Xuan Ji and Hong Lie were fighting over whether or not Hong Lie would intentionally or unwillingly kill Xuan Ji's quarry, in the middle of the illusory soul prison or where the second half was held, a handsome young man was sitting casually on a very large tree branch while watching two participants who attacked each other for points.
The young man smiled cynically to the two participants and thought of some plan.
'Young Master Ling Tian said that snatching points from other participants was no problem! So with this.' the young man cut his mutter and smiled grinningly.
'Keep fighting until one of you is eliminated! After that it's my turn to get your winners to be fair! Kekeke.' he continued while laughing aka giggling. The young man then wears a mask to look more mysterious and unrecognizable to his potential victims.
After waiting for almost half an hour more, finally one of the two people fighting was killed and melted into thin air the sign he had been eliminated. The winner looked exhausted. But from the fatigue of it he showed a smile of satisfaction because he had won the fight with his arch-nemesis in the real world.
The winner breathed in repeatedly to stabilize his fairly fast beating heart. After a while, the winner was able to control his heart rate and blood circulation as usual. He got up from his seat and intended to leave. But he was suddenly startled by the masked young man who stopped him.
Plok! Plok! Plok!
The masked young man clapped his hands at the winner who knew what he meant no one knew.
"Rench or die horribly!" the masked young man.
"W-who are you?" ask the winner with a stammer. Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! The winner felt his fate was truly unlucky at this moment. When he had just felt a little happiness because he had won the fight with his sworn enemy and obtained his points, now when his energy had been drained was even thwarted by other participants.
"I'm a good man! Then just hand over your points, then you will release you unscathed!" replied the masked young man calmly.
Ok? Dermananya? Can a beggar call himself a good man? How ridiculous!
'Brengs! Why does it have to be at a time like now when the enemy is coming?' muttered the victor complaining of his extremely unlucky destiny today.
The masked young man holding his left hand gestured to the winner to give his token.
"Bajing*n! I will not hand over my token to you even if I have to die!" growled the winner.
"Oohs.. So that was your choice? Alright.. I won't make any more pleasantries! Don't blame me for making a little rough on you!" the masked young man.
Without a cue, the masked young man directly attacked at high speed. The winner was shocked and rounded his eyes to perfection when he was attacked at high speed. He couldn't possibly avoid it.
Swush...
Maidservant!
Mm-hmm...
The victor's chest was instantly smashed hard by the masked youth bogem and sent flying for fifties meters.
The winner immediately coughed up blood and lay helpless. The masked young man walked leisurely towards the victor.
"I've been very kind to give you a chance to live, yet you'd rather die!" the masked young man.
"W-who are you? Why are you brutally attacking someone who no longer has any Qi energy left!" the winner said weakly.
"Hahaha.." instead of the masked young man answering, he laughed out loud.
"Who am I is not important! What is clear is that I will snatch your points in a rude manner since it is your choice!" the masked man.
"Basic doesn't know himself! Stabbing people when that person is weak! If you dare wait I recover. It was only after that kit-" that the winner's speech was cut by the masked youth.
"I'm not self-informed, but I'm smart and take advantage of things! Nevermind! No need for a lot of talk! Time for you to die!" the masked young man.
"T-no! T-please don't kill me here! Alrighty! I'll give you my poi!" the winner said with fear.
"Slow!" said the masked young man raised his fists very strongly to the head of the victor.
Boommmm-fr...
The victor's head shattered into a blood mist and slowly his entire body melted into the wind. He came out of the soul illusionary prison and was pronounced dead in the second round.
The smiling masked youth saw the number on the small token on his wrist add up to 85 points.
'Not bad for two mediocre people like them!...'
'Right now my points have reached 160 points. Is this enough for me to qualify for the final round?...'
'No! It is still the seventh day of the second round of hunting! It's still too soon for me to say enough to be a participant who qualified for the final round!' muttered the masked young man while shaking his head.
After that, he immediately darted away leaving his place and prepared to look for a new victim. Damnit damnit! He is so self-informed!
But indeed this was not something that was forbidden in the second round tournament. This was also already said by Ling Tian. They are all free to do anything to earn the most points. No matter how much you scuttle, betray a friend or stab in the back. The most important thing is points, points and points!
And again, even if any of the participants were killed here, he would not die in the outside world. He will only be eliminated from the second round of the tournament. So just for that reason alone, masked young men did the sealing for other participants who were weak because they had just finished fighting with beast monsters, demon animals or participants as before.
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While in the dark forest in the prison of the illusion of the soul or the arena of the second round is done, the, Ling Lianhua had just finished returning all her strength after forcing herself to execute a second level lightning sword stance that should only be done by people who were in the Bronze Swordsman realm.
"Babeh.." Ling Lianhua heaved a sigh of relief after almost a full day to restore all of her energy and Qi energy to its current state.
It was fortunate that Ling Lianhua's location was nowhere near the masked youth. If it were close together, surely the masked youth would not waste such a golden opportunity.
"alright.. There are twenty-three days! Let's continue the hunt!"