The Tournament Arc

As the seats of the colosseum filled up, the voices of people started to cover the whole colosseum. An ocean of voices. In the middle of the colosseum, is a raised arena platform. On each of the four corners of this arena, are tall stone pillars.

The floor of the arena is made from stone bricks, covered in soft grains of sand. Two short rams are on opposite sides of the arena, facing each other. The circular wall that surrounds the arena has two large holes on them.

These holes cover by large double wooden doors, these are the doors that the contestants will walk out of. One of the many VIP rooms that stand on top of the countless seats of the arena. Is a middle-aged man and a woman.

The aura that comes from them shows off their high cultivation stage. The middle-aged man has building muscles and countless scars on his body. With short black hair and brown eyes. His skin tan from the excessive amount he spends under the sun.

The woman had beautiful features and an elegant look to her. Being more developed in the chest area compared to other women. This woman has long flowing blue hair and light blue eyes. Her skin is white and without a single imperfection. It was the man who broke the silence as he looks at the seat beneath him slowly filling up.

"I hear that the young lady of the Wu clan will be participating today?"

"The one who lost her talent?"

"Yep, also the young master of the Yao clan is here as well"

"Well, it looks like the winner is already decided."

The woman said, making the perdition that the young master of the Yao clan will be winning today. Everyone that has been following the news will know that Yao Song has a great talent for martial arts. Being fed a great amount of [Earth] treasures in his mortal stage. Being stronger, smarter, and with a large quantity of QI that a large portion of cultivators.

It is also a rumor that he unlocks all three of his dantian. Pushing his total limit for QI to the max, very few have the capability to battle with someone with so much QI. This is not even adding his countless battle experience and martial arts.

"But I am curious as to why the young lady of the Wu clan decided to participate"

Spoke the woman, not knowing the reason as to why Zhihui joined this tournament. Everyone knew she lost her great affinity for all elements and now holds an average affinity for fire. Compared to her cousin, she can't even hold a candle against Yao Song or other talented cultivators.

"She must be desperate for attention again. Going from a genius-level talent to average must have left her devastated. This is but her last-ditch effort in getting noticed."

The middle-aged man said, not interested in Zhihui at all. As someone that focuses on martial arts and body arts. He has little interest in the mythical arts that the Wu clan is known for. But as these two continue to talk. They see the announcer walk up the stage. It seems like these things were about to start.

Soon the booming QI-infuses voice of the announcer echoed in everyone's ear.

"Hello everyone! And welcome to the annual Foundation Tournament!!! I will be your host for today! Now before I introduce our first fighters! Give a round of applaud to the host of this year's tournament. Bai Yimu! Head of the Bai Clan, rulers of this Quhai Free city"

The announcer said as he pointed at the most luxurious VIP room. All VIP rooms were usually closed so that users can have the best experience and be comfortable. But the Bai clan VIP room was open for all to see, showing off their faces. As the ruling clan of this city, they have an obligation to have people respect them and know who they are. They have a reputation to maintain after all.

As the people break into cheers, a young middle-aged man stands up. He waves at the countless people cheering at him. With handsome looks, brown color hair, and green eyes. He is the clan head of the Bai Clan, Hai Yimu. After enjoying the cheers of the people, he sits down as he lets the announcer continued.

The announcer smiled as he introduces the first two fighters of the tournament.

"On the right side is a walking genius, blessed by heaven and the Celestial Dragon! A man with a body of steel, a mind as clear as water, and QI as enormous as the sea! The young master! Yao! Song!!!!!!!!"

The crow explodes into cheers once again, everyone here knew who Yao Song was. His talent was unmatched in all of 'Plains Region', only the once talented Wu Zhihui and her cousin are able to keep up with this genius.

"Man.. I feel bad for the poor bastard that has to fight the young master"

A chubby youngster said as he looks at his spiky hair partner

"I really hope is that punk from the inn, the young master will make him eat sand today"

Soon a handsome young man appears as the double wooden doors of the right hallway open up. Revealing a killer smile, with deep red eyes and bright shoulder-length red hair. With bulging muscles, and long sword hangs from his back. The handle of this sword has the shape of a dragon head. Its body is crafted from a beautiful red color metal.

He is wearing a long red dress, with pieces of metal covering his chest, arms, and legs. The young man, whose name is Yao Song walks towards the arena. Waving his hand and smiled at the cheering people.

'ha~ praise me more. Bask in my ever-lasting glory!"

As the crow slowly dies down, the announcer speaks again. His voice does not have as much energy as before, almost like the young master opponent is no one worth mentioning.

"Today! The young master opponent is a clan-less and sect-less rouge cultivator! That goes by the name of Xiong Ming!"

As the announcer said Mor's introduction, the crowd went silent. Like you all told them their mother die. As the left double doors open up. Mors walks out of them, without a visible weapon on him as he walks up the arena. Under his breath, he spoke two sentences.

"Tournament arc, episode 30"

"Staging up your techniques, episode 2"