
The audience became excited and the atmosphere became crowded again filled with the voices of the spectators.
Meanwhile, the participants on the arena court were silent to the statement from Zu Zhang who started the semifinal today.
Yang Guang and Weng Ying Luan put on her smile, Weng Wan, Weng Hua, Weng Ning, Lin Mei, and also Man Yue looked on in amazement at the spectators surrounding them all.
Weng Lou remained silent in place and closed his eyes, continuously making himself to remain calm. Shan Hu who was behind him, stood up straight and stared at the ordinary audience.
In one of the rows, the young man dressed in clothes with the golden lotus emblem behind him lowered his head and then turned to look at Weng Lou who was busy calming himself down.
In his silence, a flash of memory of a sudden event just flashed inside his head and he tightly grasped his fairly long sleeves.
In that memory, the figure of the young man was faced with the figure of a middle-aged man who was sitting on a throne made of dark black stone that even made the chair he was sitting on invisible vividly.
On the chair occupied by the man, there was a bright gold lotus emblem that made the dark black color of the curry seem to fade.
The young man knelt down and looked down respectfully at the man without daring to raise his head and look into his eyes.
"Dad, I'm ready to take your orders" said the young man.
The man with lazy eyes looked at the young man before then waving his hand, and a box-shaped object appeared before the young man.
The young man lifted his head and saw the object that looked like a compass, where there was only a needle that showed one fixed direction.
"Take that thing and immediately go to the Black Sand Island. Follow the needle on it when you get there it will lead you to a young man who is a little younger than you.
I want to kill the young man and bring me his head. I'll give you 4 months, if you go through that, you don't have to go back to this family anymore" said the man sitting on the throne in an emotionless tone.
Lowering his head once more, the young man nodded in understanding. He immediately took the box-shaped object, and left from the front of the man.
That memory just ended.
"Haaa.today comes also. Father, I will immediately complete your order and return home to bring you the young man's head" muttered the young man with the golden lotus emblem.
"All right you!!! As you know, in this semi-final round, you will use a one-on-one duel, and there will only be 1 match for each participant.
Well, that's what you know, but I forgot to tell you all that in the semifinal round will be divided into 2 stages as in the selection round yesterday!
So like this, in the first stage, you twenty participants will fight one-on-one, and the winner will continue again against the participant who has also managed to win against his opponent. Why am I doing all this? Because there will only be 5 people who will advance to the final round!!!" Zu Zhang gave the information to everyone in the building of the Arena of Matches.
The people who heard it became confused. They began to wonder what Zu Zhang meant.
If there will only be five people who qualify for the final round, then what will the fight be like in the final round?
Weng Lou who was calming his mind by closing his eyes finally reopened his eyes, and stared in a daze at Zu Zhang.
At this moment, almost everyone who was in the building of the Match Arena questioned the intent of this decision of Zu Zhang.
"Hahahaha. You don't have to think about it now, at this moment you're all focused on the semifinal we've started!" zu Zhang said casually.
One by one the people nodded their heads, agreeing with his words, but not a few were still wondering with the intent of Zu Zhang's previous words.
Flicking his finger, Qi began to flow out from within his body and then floated above his head and widened to form a rectangle with a length of over 200 meters, and a width of up to a hundred meters.
That golden-coloured pure Qi kept flowing out from within his body, and then two names appeared in the middle of that Qi which formed that rectangle.
Everyone stared in amazement at what Zu Zhang was doing, then began to read the two names written using pure Qi.
"Zhijia Mo and....Yua." Weng Lou slowly read the two names.
The corner of his eyes moved, and looked at Man Yue who was in line beside Lin Mei. It was seen Lin Mei and the members of their group were coming to look at him. Yue was the pseudonym of Man Yue when they did the registration three weeks ago.
While he was being stared at, Man Yue was fixated on staring at the gigantic writing that inscribed his name above the sky.
"Looks like you're the first, brother."
A transparent figure of Xin Yue appeared before Man Yue and smiled at him.
Man Yue looked at him and smiled slightly at the appearance of Xin Yue which could only be seen by herself.
"Sister.I'm not sure...." Man Yue looked doubtful.
"Whatchu mean? You're my brother, what can I do, you can do it too! Take it easy, I'm with you, no need to be afraid. I will definitely protect you if you are in danger again like before," Xin Yue encouraged her sister.
Man Yue blinked a few times before she finally gave a small nod to her brother, Xin Yue.
On the other line, precisely at the line on the far right, the figure of a thin-bodied old man put up a look of eyes full of killing naps on Man Yue who was not far from him.
The figure of this skinny old man was none other than Zhijia Mo, the participant who became Man Yue's first opponent in this semifinal round.
"Hmmm. I can just punch his neck with 1 nail prick, the body will be left intact. It would be a pity if he had to die in a state of incomplete body," said Zhijia Mo who put on a horrible smile.
"Well, the two people in the name I wrote above, please come forward!" yang Zu Zhang.
Man Yue and Zhijia Mo without lingering immediately stepped forward and faced the figure of Zu Zhang who had already returned down to the ground.
"You guys, the other eighteen participants, immediately took two hundred steps back!" Zu Zhang exclaimed at Weng Lou and the other participants.
They immediately did as he said, and before long, the Qi belonged to Zu Zhang whom he had previously used to display the names of Man Yue and Zhijia Mo in the air for everyone to see, it now began to move down and formed a square-sized barrier that covered Man Yue, Zhijia Mo, and also Zu Zhang within.
The size of each side of the barrier was about a hundred meters, with a height of thirty meters.
"As you can see, everyone! This is a barrier! In this semifinal round I will use a barrier to the duel that takes place. The space inside this barrier was wide enough for the two to fight."
"Before starting this fight, I will remind you of the fight. Participants are declared defeated if they can not fight again, this is seen from participants who are unconscious or dead, and also participants are declared defeated if they admit to giving up on their opponents. Do you two understand?" zu Zhang asked Man Yue and Zhijia Mo who were together with him.
Both of them understood. Zu Zhang then had them take their respective places before he called for the start of his second fight.
"Well, the first fight, Zhijia Mo against Yue, begins!!!"