To the Arena

An hour had passed and Daedalus had finished sparring with the other champions. He had decided to forego sparring with Fire however as it would use a lot of effort to do so and the tournament started in five hours. Fire seemed to have realised this and didn't mind just watching as Daedalus sparred with each of he champions.

With the sparring over with Daedalus told the champions to get ready for the tournament. As he finished saying this Daedalus walked over to the gazebo. Already inside the gazebo was Ceridwen and Danel, they had been watching the champions sparring with Daedalus.

Seeing that Daedalus had noticed them the two invited him to sit and talk. For the next few hours Daedalus talked with the two about what sort of things he should know about the tournament's rules.

As Daedalus expected it was basically he same as he had read previously, no killing and no cheating. It was very basic but there where different types of battles which had different rules.

The rest of the time Daedalus spent doing simple exercises to get his body used to the armour. Daedalus was still amazed at the efficiency of his cultivation technique. It was as if he was stuck at the beginning of normal physical training except that his body was getting stronger extremely quickly.

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By the time it was time to go towards the arena, Daedalus body had become used to the armours weight. This allowed him to move nearly as well as before except that the armour couldn't move in every way Daedalus could.

Danel had noticed this and asked Daedalus to teach him about the technique which Daedalus had reluctantly agreed to. Ceridwen looked jealous as she wanted to as well, however he cultivation was already quite high and she couldn't just disregard it.

Now all of the elven champions where heading over to the arena where they would have to fight on behalf of their entire race, no pressure. Even Daedalus felt a bit of pressure as they got closer to the arena.

Soon the group had stepped into the arena where they were met with cheering from about a third of the crowd. Soon two more groups came in, one was the Dwarven champions and the other where the Human champions. Only the champions where aloud in the arena so Ceridwen and Danel had headed up to the royal spectator box.

But none of this mattered to Daedalus. What mattered to Daedalus was that there was a human that Daedalus could tell was as strong as him. Seeing as the person exuded a strong space energy Daedalus assumed that they where Space the humans main champion.

He had a good build but it was clear he focused more on his cultivation than that. Daedalus just hoped he was properly trained unlike what his body showed. Daedalus felt that his body was far too weak to have held any weapons, ever, but he hoped he was wrong, it looked like it would be a good fight after all.