Sweeping the Preliminaries (2)
As soon as the signal gong rang, chaos unfolded on top of the stage.
The senior disciples quickly moved, attacking the one closest to them with scary might. Punches cut through the wind, creating a fiery dragon along the way before getting blocked by a casual spinning kick.
Others created a sphere out of Qi and threw it forward like a cannon, hitting opponents that weren't paying attention to them. Of course, everyone was controlling their output, limiting it to a non-fatal attack.
In the event of accidents happening, the Elder nearby would step in to save them, but attacking with deadly power would equate to disqualification.
Within seconds, the number of conscious fighters onstage dropped to a mere ten. However, their battle had yet to conclude. Quinlan, who was watching the fight unfold, however, was literally on the edge of his chair.