Ranking Tournament-II

Soon enough,

more and more dragon palace disciples started to enter tournament stages. They showed no mercy towards disciples of other sects by directly killing or crippling them.

The subject sects could do nothing but watch as their best disciples got trashed and wasted in front of them. For a good opportunity, there is some risk. But in case of the ranking tournament, there was no opportunity for other less powerful sects at all.

They could only watch as the dragon palace disciples took all the positions on the stage. Lack of martial techniques, lack of special bloodline, lack of resources, after so much hardship they could only look up to the dragon palace disciples.

At this time everyone else was watching the battle going on to stage number 4. A 15-16-year-old girl was fighting a dragon palace disciple. Both were evenly matched against each other. This was the first time a sect disciple was able to match against a disciple from the dragon palace. The girl wore a white dress and look cute. Her name was Yu Yan.

"Go… Yan'er go…"

There were some female disciples with the same uniform as Yu Yan cheering for her. they were members of the thousand flower valley which was the number 1 sect right below the dragon palace.

"Boom…"

After a loud explosion, both the people flew backwards.

"Hahahaha… interesting…"

The palace disciple facing Yu Yan licked his lips as he looked at the girl in front of him.

"You are the first one from the lower sect to make me use my weapon so far…"

The youth took out a blade from his storage pouch while looking at Yu Yan. Yu Yan also took out a delicate-looking sword from her storage pouch facing her opponent head-on.

Both of them probe for a moment and suddenly disappeared from their original spot.

"Clang…"

The sound of metal clashing against each other riverbed throughout the arena as both figures reappeared on the stage.

The youth was shocked at the power shown by a young girl. She was equal to him in strength. Felt humiliated, he took the initiative to attack head-on.

"Clang… Clang…"

The sound of heavy metal clashing can be heard as a sword and a blade collide with each other multiple times.

Zhu Shen looked at the pair fighting on arena number 4.

'He is too distracted with other thoughts… Rage blinded'

Zhu Shen could feel his fellow male disciple's mind was distracted from the arena. He was mad with rage. The last thing you want is to lose your cool in a match.

And sure enough,

"Clang…"

With a slight distraction, his grip on the blade loosened. The disciple woke up from his raged state, but it was too late. A shining sword was touching his neck as Yu Yan stood proudly in front of him.

"You lose…"

Silence fell on the whole arena. Everyone watching the match felt shocked as they all stared blankly at the little girl Yu Yan.

"Yeah….!"

After some time… the crowd finally came together. Wild cheers filled the whole arena as all the people cheered for Yu Yan. This was the first victory The sects had over the dragon palace.

"Clack…"

Yu Yan placed her slender sword back into the scabbard as she turned around looking at her master with a happy face.

But

Suddenly,

"Yan'er watch out…!"

She saw her master's face change from happiness to anxiety. She turned around and saw a fist coming her way. In that split second, she could only put her arms in front of her chest to block the heavy blow.

Her entire body flew backwards. She hardly managed to stabilize her body before the edge of the arena. She looked at the disciple in front of her with rage bubbling inside.

"No… I cannot accept this… This is all because of you…!"

The disciple lunged towards Yu Yan madly punching her. He had lost all his reason. Yu Yan could only helplessly defend herself from the attacks. She had no time to take the initiative at all.

The crowd could only pity Yu Yan for her misfortune. In the cultivation world, strength is the only thing that matters. With enough strength, you can make or bend any rules.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with scorn in their eyes. Yu Yan's master's enraged voice sounded in front of the elder's platform.

"This is how your dragon palace conduct tournaments… your disciples can't even accept their loss…?"

She was really mad at the dragon palace but she could only voice out her dissatisfaction. If she tried to attack the disciple she will die along with her whole sect.

The elder inspecting the battles looked towards the elder's stand but nobody among the elders spoke. They only watched the show happening before them.

'This is not a sect… it is basically a ruffian house'

Zhu Shen was watching the drama in front of him as rage dwelled inside him. If not for his master, he would have already left the arena a long time ago.

On the arena, with a slight misstep, Yu Yan lost her balance and fell on the arena stage.

"Hahaha… take this…"

Seeing Yu Yan fall on the arena, The youth madly rushed forward with a punch. Yu Yan watched the punch coming her way with teary eyes she knew that she was unable to defend that punch. Helplessly she closed her eyes as she awaited the punch.

"Boom…"

Just as the punch was a few inches away from Yu Yan, a hand suddenly grabbed the disciple's hand.

"That's enough…"

Zhu Shen had enough of the drama playing out in the arena as he intervened in the battle.