Simple Victory - 456
The guild master of the Assassination guild continued. "He will simply exist as an observer due to some rules. The challenge will be conducted in the most basic tournament format. You four come up and pick your lots."
Bernard held a box out. Inside were pieces of wood with numbers engraved on them.
Zhu Yi walked up and picked out the number 4. He was paired to fight with number 1, while 2 and 3 fought their own battles.
He and number 1 were up first. There was no arena and they simply stood across from each other in the center of the dim room.
Zhu Yi observed his opponent. He had scars, to no surprise. There was one surprise, which was that he was under the age of 20. He looked like a middle aged man. He was bald and wore leather armor. He carried a spear.
Despite his middle aged look, Zhu Yi did not underestimate him. It was simply something he had been taught by Zhou Fan.
What Zhu Yi failed to understand was just how strong he had become under Zhou Fan's guidance. He soon learned that he had the right to be arrogant.
The man charged with his spear pointed forward. It looked basic, but Zhu Yi was sure that it was some sort of technique.
He moved forward and thrusted his sword. To Zhu Yi, it felt like a basic thrust that he had practiced a thousand times. It was quick and strong.
To his opponent, however, it felt as if a snake was coiling around his weapon. He was unable to even react as the sword pierced him. Luckily, Zhu Yi had not been aiming at his vital spots.
His opponent fell to the ground, bleeding out. The room was silent. It had always been, but now, everyone was shocked.
Although the foundation establishment realm was low in the world of cultivation, everybody in white palace city was at or below this level.
Neither of the guild masters, nor anyone else in the room were able to fully understand his attack.
Even the talented young man who had calmed Zhu Yi's sword intent stood up in shock.
He was very talented, as was clear of his treatment, yet he was merely a low level cultivator in white palace city. He did not even belong to a sect.
Although Zhu Yi had only practiced for two months with Zhou Fan, even with his low talent, perhaps only the geniuses in the top ten sects could fight him on the same level at his current state.
Zhu Yi sheathed his sword and looked over at the guild masters. For the first time in a long time, they felt a sense of pressure. It only lasted a moment.
Zhu Yi quickly sheathed his sword intent.
The guild master of the Assassination guild spoke. "Winner of the first round. Zhu Yi. Do we need to continue this?"
Of the two remaining contestants, neither of them spoke up. Zhu Yi not only outmatched them, but even the young man who got in automatically.
"Then we'll call it a day. The opening of the inheritance is tommorrow. Come here at 6 in the morning."
Zhu Yi left the building and walked towards his house.
Zhou Fan spoke. "This could bring trouble."
Zhu Yi nodded. He was not an idiot. He had noticed their shocked expressions.
They could only hope that it was not misinterpreted as Zhu Yi having gained some sort of incredible inheritance, though in a way, he had. Zhou Fan himself was the inheritance.
Luckily, any inheritance that Zhu Yi could have gotten, at least in this worlds peoples minds, could not compare to entering an inheritance that Chen Jie was involved in.
"Try hiding your strength more. In the future at least. You'll be fine now." Zhou Fan said.
Zhu Yi nodded. He did not know what plans his master had for him, but he expected that they were beyond even this world.
As Zhu Yi was returning home, he was stopped by a familiar person. Zhu Yi turned around and saw the young man that had supressed his sword intent.
Even though it had been a while since he had seen Zhu Yi fight, there was still obvious shock on his face. It was as if a normal person had seen something incomprehensible, something that they had never even imagined could exist.
"I don't believe it. I want to fight you." It was all that he said, but it expressed his feelings.
He was surpassed, and he already knew it, but he needed to fight.
"Let's go to my house." Zhu Yi said.
The young man nodded and followed him.
"My name is Wu Qin." The young man said.
"My name is Zhu Yi." Zhu Yi responded.
They ran in silence until Zhu Yi reached his house.
Zhu Yi began thinking. He felt silly for resting before the tournament. He hadn't expected it to be so simple and easy.
He turned around and looked at Wu Qin.
"Do you want to attack first?" Zhu Yi asked.
"Let's just fight." Wu Qin said. He grabbed his sword and pulled it out of his sheath.
He stepped towards Zhu Yi at a great speed. He was in a small courtyard while in the foundation establishment realm. It could basically be instantly traveled.
Zhu Yi instantly felt the difference between Wu Qin and the man from earlier. Surprisingly, it did not feel all that great.
Zhu Yi slashed down and his sword intent fell. Sword intent was like killing intent. It was a sort of aura that the body gave off.
There was a major difference, however. Killing intent was usually the same at any level. It depended on intent to kill. Only a few could actually make any use of it for anything besides intimidation.
On the contrary, sword intent could be used as an actual power. It would strengthen the power of a weapon. In the past, it had been called Weapon Qi. Swords had sword Qi, spears had Spear Qi. It was only when Zhou Fan had changed everything that it became called weapon intent, sword intent, spear intent, and so on.
It was not practiced by cultivating, but by practicing.