Towards Eternity
Ch 433's. Last Night Party (II)
After giving the healing pill to all the participants who did not qualify for the semifinal round, the, Zu Zhang also allowed them all to go home and left the participants who qualified for the semifinals only in the arena with him.
As the last participant exited the arena field, Zu Zhang approached the twenty participants while putting on a small smile.
He was busy staring at one by one of them while not stopping to nod his head. The twenty participants looked at him in confusion and curiosity, roughly what Zu Zhang wanted so as to leave the two of them twenty in the arena of the match.
"All of you, don't look at me like that, I have absolutely no ill intentions on you guys. I just want to take a closer look at the participants who made it to the semifinals tomorrow, that's all. Ah, and also I'll give you these. That's so you can follow tomorrow's semi-final, if you don't bring it, then you won't be able to follow it tomorrow. So take good care."
Zu Zhang swung his hand in the air, and twenty bracelets that contained blue crystals as his decoration appeared before all of them. These bracelets did not come from his storage room, but came from behind his clothes. Using his power, he was able to move an object in the blink of an eye like teleportation.
Without hesitation they all instantly took the bracelet and attempted to put it into their storage ring. But something strange happened. Bracelets with blue crystal decoration that they could not put into their storage space.
"Hahaha, there's no way I'll give you anything ordinary. The bracelet will not be able to be inserted into any storage space. This is one form of test for you, so take good care of the bracelet, not to be lost. All right, you guys can disperse!" exclaimed Zu Zhang who then floated back up to the arena and looked at one by one twenty participants who began to step away from the arena field while carrying his gift bracelet.
"I didn't expect you to be that good to the participants, Zu Zhang. You changed a lot after not seeing you for 10 years."
From above the roof of the arena, Yi Chen's figure leaped down, and then flew beside Zu Zhang.
Zu Zhang smiled mockingly looking at him in return for his words.
"Don't make fun of me, Yi Chen. I can feel your personal heirloom that you have given to the three disciples of your sect," said Zu Zhang who then flew together with Yi Chen to a room in the Arena Matches.
The two sat together in the room, and Zu Zhang served him warm tea.
"I had the chance to sense the existence of 'that person' here a moment ago, where did he go?" Yi Chen asked as he took the tea that Zu Zhang had given him.
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"Well..."
"Heh, as you know, he's very busy. Even he had to leave some of his work as a king to watch this match for a while," replied Zu Zhang who also drank his tea.
"Did he not feel bored yet? Doing so many useless jobs every day, I even gave up after leading my Sect for 50 years and passing it on to my son."
"That's why the Northern Heavens Sect is experiencing a decline in quality, fool! You saw it for yourself, didn't you? It has only been a few years since your son, Yi Han, the development of the Northern Heavens Sect has declined, almost even under the Lightning Cloud Sect which is your eternal rival.
Youunderstand? Giving a responsibility can not be as arbitrary as you do it. His Highness himself also wanted to immediately escape his status as the ruler of the Central Region. It's just that up until now, no one has deserved to occupy that place as the strongest person in the Central Region," explained Zu Zhang as he sighed.
Instead of feeling offended because his son was insulted, Yi Chen instead laughed out loud. He actually did not want to give his position as the Patriarch of the Northern Heavens Sect to Yi Han, his son, taoi because it was the last request from his late wife, he could not refuse it.
After all, every major problem that occurred in the Sect remained him who resolved it together with Great Elder Ziao sometimes.
You could say Yi Han was just a display Patriarch in the Northern Heavens Sect, because Yi Chen was the one who always did the Patriarch's work during his tenure. This sometimes made the sect members often compare Yi Chen and Yi Han in their tenure, which made Yi Han often feel annoyed himself.
"Do you intend to stay here tonight?" Zu Zhang asked Yi Chen when he saw he was not at all offended by his previous remark.
Yi Chen immediately shook his head and then placed the wanker in his hand on the table in front of him.
"I just want to watch the fight of my three disciples, while looking at the old demons who came to watch this show," Yi Chen replied quickly. He stood up and immediately walked out of the room where the two were.
"Tomorrow I will come again, so do not do anything unnecessary to my three disciples, remember that." Yi Chen spoke as he waved his hand at Zu Zhang.
The next second his figure had already disappeared from that place without leaving a single speck of his existence.
Zu Zhang closed his eyes for a moment after Yi Chen's departure. He laughed softly recalling his youth when he first met Yi Chen.
"She has not changed at all" he said, after which his figure disappeared from the room.
***
On the city street of Hundan near the Arena Matches building.
The situation around him is very crowded. People were selling on the outskirts of the street, and the spectators of the Free Martial Tournament who had finished watching continued their activities by stopping by and buying something from those merchants.
Be it children to adults, can be seen they all apply tares in the street.
With the tiredness that had gnawed at them all, there was not the slightest sense of interest for them to stop by for a while and buy something.
"Come, go faster! Your group's blocking the way, damn it!"
From behind, a thick-bodied man cursed Weng Lou's group for walking too slowly, according to the stocky man.
But even so, Weng Lou's group did not care at all about the speech from that person, and continued to walk at the same speed. The thick-bodied man also looked angry and immediately accelerated his steps, and intended to attack the group of Weng Lou consisting of teenage children and 3 adults.
The strength of that stocky man was seen to be at the peak stage 2 Soul Cleansing realm. Qi started to envelop his hands, and then he punched towards the back of Weng Wan who was walking the very back.
Weng Wan was too lazy to welcome the attack from the stocky man. Without turning his body, he formed his Qi into a barbed shield that protected his back.
PAM!! Krack!!!
A loud voice rang out as the thumpy man's punch hit Weng Wan's thorny protector. He put on a wide smile as he thought his attack had managed to injure Weng Wan but then upon seeing the truth happen his expression instantly turned pale.
It was seen that his hand that hit Weng Wan had now been pierced by a thorn from the Qi protector belonging to Weng Wan until it reached his elbow. Due to the loud impact earlier, the stocky man did not feel it at all.
Buck.....
He knelt on the ground and held onto his heavily injured hand while looking at him palely. He wanted to scream in pain, but he could not feel anything more from his injured hand.
"You better cut off his hand, Wan. The fat man seems like it will only create trouble again if his hand can recover," Weng Hua said in a lazy tone.
"It's okay, my Qi protective thorn has crushed the nerve in his hand, he will no longer be able to use that hand. The best option for him was to cut it himself rather than rot," replied Weng Wan with an equally lazy face.
The thick-bodied man who was still kneeling on the ground stared at Weng Wan's back with reddened eyes and held in anger.
"DICKSTICKS!!!! Just wait for you!!!!! I will tell this to my boss!!! You will not be able to return home safely!!! JUST LOOK!!!" He screamed like an insane person in the middle of the road.
The people who were there just put on a mocking smile while shaking their heads.
"Stupid, obviously they are the participants who managed to qualify for the semifinals at the Free Martial Tournament today. Dare to attack them like that, it's been very lucky he didn't die tonight" said one of the people who was a spectator of the tournament today.
"Hahaha.you're right. If I were him, I'd be kneeling on the ground and begging them all for forgiveness." Another one spoke.
"Pshhs! Don't speak too loudly! Didn't you see the tattoo on the fat guy's neck?! He is a member of the Thief Snake Group! Their leader is a Martial Practitioner who is in the realm of Soul Unification, if he hears your previous remark you will also die!" whispered another while pointing at the snake tattoo on the neck of the stocky man.
Meanwhile, Weng Lou's group continued to walk through the street with definite steps, and after a few minutes, they had reached the inn.
As soon as they entered the inn building, the smell of food filled all the rooms.
The facial expressions of Weng Lou, Weng Ying Luan, and also Weng Wan simultaneously turned excited. The three quickly set their feet and then arrived at the dining room where they saw various types of cuisine on one of the tables.
Not far away, the old man who was the innkeeper stood up and smiled at all of them.
"All of you have far exceeded my expectations today. Didn't expect nearly all of you to make it through to the semifinals tomorrow. Now eat this, this is the food that I have prepared for all of you" he said, giving a sign to sit down and eat immediately.
The old man then looked at Pang Baicha who was standing at the edge of the group while putting on a ridiculing smiling face. Pang Baicha who saw the smile of the innkeeper also put on an ugly face.
"Well, although there are also those who did not qualify for the semifinals, but nothing! All of you have tried your best before. You've proven that over the past three weeks, you've indeed increased your strength, now let's eat, you must be very hungry."
A small smile adorned the corner of Pang Baicha's lips, she was quite touched by the words of the innkeeper. He knew her long enough and knew her nature. Although he is very calculating about money, but he is not stingy.
They all sat down and ate the food the innkeeper had prepared.
Arak was expelled, and Jian Qiang Shan Hu, Pang Baicha, as well as the innkeeper drank together.
That night they all partied and forgot all the fatigue that was in them all. Smiles covered their faces.
But they do not realize, this is the last night of happiness from their group before a major incident befalls them.