Envy

Yao Song wakes up in a cold sweat. His forehead is covered in sweat as he looks around himself. He is in the infirmary of the Colosseum. In one of the other beds is a young man who is also recuperating.

Yao Song looks at his hands, trembling as the battle against Mors replays over and over again in his head.

"No….that can't be! How can I lose to a rogue bastard!? Me?! The great lord of the Yao Clan!?"

Song started to talk to himself, almost like possess by something. As he bites the nails off his fingers. Biting with so much force that he started to bleed from his fingers. The taste of iron spread across his mouth.

Soon the door of the infirmary opens up, and chubby and spike hair youngsters enter the room. They rush towards the bedside of their young master. As they look at him with worry.

"Young master are you alright?"

"How are you feeling young master?"

Song looks at these two youngsters, the scene in front of him changing as he imagens what they truly are thinking about.

"Ha, what a weakling. You should be ashamed"

"Even a rouge cultivator can beat you, what a pathetic bastard"

As anger clouds Song's vision, he stands up. Grabbing the neck of the chubby youngster as he raises him up from the ground. His fingers dig into his skin as he chocks the air out of him.

The chubby youngster tries to fight against this, but with the low cultivator stage, he did not have a chance. The spike hair youngster started to shake in fear. Not wanting to attract the attention of the angry Song.

"AH! You having fun mucking me! You fat pig!? I could have easily beat that rouge bastard!"

He screams, losing his mind as he throws the fatty youngster across the room and into a wall. His bones break as he makes a large hole in the wooden wall. Coughing up blood as he feels his bones crack and organs move around.

Song looks at the shaking spiky hair youngster as he screams.

"I want both of you to find and tell me every little thing that rouge bastard does! You hear me!?"

"Yes, young master!"

"Good now take that fat pig out of here!"

The spike youngster nods his head as he moves towards his friend and picks him up. Trying to get out of the young master's sight as fast as possible. Song speaking to himself in whispers.

"Whatever is making you stronger…I will find it and use it. I will make you regret calling me weak"

Song says, envious and greedy of whatever Mors used to grow in strength. Wanting it for himself to get his own revenge.

-----Mors Pov-----

Mors is seated in one of the many benches of the waiting room. As he looks over his system, looking at the points he has and deciding to spend it on a bloodline upgrade. He buys spear and bow and arrow manifestations for 2000 fate points each.

Deciding to save the 1000 points, so that he can buy the axe manifestation faster. His main goal in this stage is to upgrade his martial arts to the next stage. The warrior stage is the perfect stage for cultivators to raise the stage of their martial arts and make it truly their own.

Sadly, the game was limited in the creative aspect of this martial art, so the upgrade just gave an enchanted version of the martial art. But now since this is real life, he can create truly unique skills.

"I need to upgrade my sword skill to be more flexible, my spear has to be deadlier, and my bow has to increase in power. I also need to learn body arts, axe martial arts, and mind arts"

Mors said out loud, catching the attention of everyone around him. While they did find it weird, no one was stupid enough to just called him out on it.

Like this the tournament went on, it took two days in total but now there were only 2 fights left before the final. With only 4 contestants left, the winners of these two battles will compete for second and first place.

Everyone knew who these two final contestants will be. The only question was who will be the winner?

During these two days of fighting. Mors earns 200 fate points from each fight. Earning 2,000 fate points in total. As he used it to buy the axe manifestation. None of the fights prove to be a challenge, not giving him the chance to increase his cultivator or the rank of his martial arts.

[Name: Mors Mundin

Cultivation: Warrior Rank 1

Stats:

Mind: 100

Body: 100

Soul: 100

Weapon : 50

Blood Line: Imperial(Emperor)

Legacy: War's Everlasting Concert

Martials Art:

[War Everlasting Dance(Primordial) Rank 1]

[Tsubame Gaeshi(Heaven) Rank 4 ]

[Soragui(Heaven) Rank 4]

[The Man Hunter(Heaven) Rank 2]

[War's First Symphony(Primordial) Rank 1]

Talents:

[Soft Feet][Martial Aura][Blood Thirsty Eyes]

Fate Points:1494 ]

[Sword, Axe, Spear, and Bow and Arrow manifestation have combined into the weapon stat.]