A Decent Fight

There was shouting all around the arena as the many artisans of Rong Lu City watched. They were all concentrated on the fighting, their eyes darting around. 

Who had the skills that matched what they needed? Who were the hidden gems? Who had the potential?

As the fight grew fiercer, Ming Yue used more and more of her power. But the situation wasn't looking very good for her. 

After all, those who received something would definitely want to try it out. There was nothing that said they couldn't go back for another round, so they did just that.

Those who didn't get anything either went for another round or just stayed back to watch. 

"Maybe they didn't see me, I have to go back again! There's no way I'm leaving without something."

Most of them fought again. They were all cultivators, experts in their own right. They had pride and they weren't going to be dissuaded with just one loss.