Ceremony
After Sam finished, almost everyone raised their hands. Sam smirked at this and said.
"I don't know who among you is the right guy for the position of the leader. But this world is judged by might, so all you have to do is prove that you are right.
With that he pointed towards the door and Philip led them to an arena.
Inside the arena, Sam entered after them and sat on a chair and said.
"I don't care what you do. You can use, techniques, tricks, bitch moves, sneak attacks, poison, ganging up. Make sure you are the last man standing. I will set the rankings and the top twenty will get the leadership.
I don't want to see any deaths though."
Sam just sat there and in the next two hours, Sam saw the biggest dog fight that could happen in the whole western continent. But instead of dogs, there are hundred nascent stage cultivators fighting left and right.
There are blasts, slashes, smell of blood and the spiritual energy rocking around.