The Fighting League

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In the exam arena.

Four fighting stages were prepared for the exam.

The people were gathered here to pass the final exam of the "Hundred Swords Sect".

Everyone was nervous about the exam. And their mind was filled with questions like "What will be today's exam?", "Will I pass it?", "It won't be like yesterday, right?".

Another reason for their nervousness was yesterday's exam. They were running from the wild beasts or fighting if they could. It was a weird and unusual test for them.

Finally, Sect Master Feng Rong appeared on the podium again with his majestic appearance.

There were elders of the sect behind him as always.

But there was another new figure among them. The people noticed him too as they saw him only now.

"Look at the person behind the elders. He is so handsome."

"His white mixed green hair is unusual but it fits him perfectly."

"Who do you think is him?"

"I don't know, maybe they will tell us later!"

People immediately started to talk about that figure.

"Everyone!" Sect Master Feng Rong started his speech. "Today is the day we find out who will join our sect. I know you are nervous but you need to be confident to pass the exam."

"The final exam will be "Fighting League". It is like you imagined, you will be fighting against each other. The elder will tell you about the rules."

"And you should show what you are capable of. You must show your everything because every elder of the sect will be seeing this exam including me, the Sect Master. You might get the chance to be a disciple of the elders."

Feng Rong paused for a bit to see the reaction of the crowd.

"Whaaat!"

"Elder will be watching us!"

"I can become a disciple of an elder!"

"Yes, imagine what you could get!"

"And what is the 'Fighting League'?"

"I haven't heard of it. We will know it later"

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"And now the final exam is officially started!" The Sect Master Feng Rong spoke with a voice that carried something that made everyone feel motivated.

It was a powerful cultivator's words maybe that's why this added something to it...

"Now, I will be talking about "Fighting League" and its rules." The elder announced. "There will be four groups. They will be divided by their cultivation level. The 6-7th levels of the Spirit Body Stage will be in one group – the first group. The 8-9-10th levels of the Spirit Body Stage will be another group – the second group. 1-2- levels of Spirit Disciple Stage cultivators will be the third group. Finally, three 3rd level of Spirit Disciple Stage cultivators will be the final fourth group."

"Each person in 1-2-3-groups will have a total of 5 fights. Opponents are chosen randomly. The fourth group is the only exception. They have already the Sect's approval. They need to fight to attract the elder's attention. They will fight each other one time."

"The 8th level fight with two 8th level, two 9th level, and one 10th level. 9th level will fight against two 8th level, two 10th level and one 9th level. Finally 10th level will fight against two 9th level, two 10th level, and one 8th level. This is for the second group."

"Everyone will be given a token that has a number on it. You will draw your five opponents in order. Don't worry about being chosen multiple times. We have a way to prevent that!"

"The fight will be only 2 minutes. You can use spirit power, unlike yesterday. The fight will end as soon as one of the fighters leaves the stage or says 'I yield', 'I surrender'. The winner gets 10 points and the loser gets 0. If the fight ends up in a draw both participants will get 5 points."

"Rankings will be updated after every fight ends. It will be shown on the Spirit Tablet. Rankings will be decided regarding time. When you have equal points those who have little time of fighting will be higher on the Ranking. So try to end the fight as fast as you can."

"Only the top 100 people from the first and second groups and 50 people from the third group will be eligible to enter the sect. In total, the sect will accept 253 disciples this year, adding three to the 3rd level of the Spirit Disciple Stage."

"Attention! Killing is prohibited!"

"Those who break this rule will be disqualified and severely punished! Be careful!"

"Now, the 'Fighting League' starts."

"Everybody can start to draw their opponents."

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Huan and Xu Luli were surprised to hear about the "Fighting League" and its rules.

Xu Luli spoke to Huan.

"It will be hard for you Huan. You recently broke through to the 8th level. Your cultivation is the lowest in your group. Fighting against 9-10th level cultivators will be difficult."

"…Yes. You are right 'Big Sister'. But, I believe I can do it. You should be careful with your opponents too, sister. You are also like me." Replied Huan in a low voice.

He was happy when he broke through but now, it's working against him.

He was fortunate before but the situation was a problem for him.

"Be careful while fighting against powerful opponents." Warned Xu Luli.

"Thanks! I will pay attention."

"Now I am heading to draw my opponents."

"Good luck!"

"Good luck!"

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In the elders' area. The Podium.

The Sect Master Feng Rong and the elders were observing the results of the matchings.

Feng Rong looked at a young figure who was among the elders.

"Rong Yuan, observe the fights very carefully. You will choose your first disciple at the end of the exam. You should pick a talented one like yourself. Or will you give the choice to me, the Awesome Sect Master?"

"Yeah. I will pay attention clearly and you don't need to choose, remember the condition?"

Rong Yuan answered with a wry smile. He reminded the Sect Master about the deal they made.

"Yes, yes, of course, I remember it. You will choose your disciple yourself."

Sect Master Feng Rong answered with an awkward smile.

"What! But Sect Master! Everyone's first disciples were chosen by you. Why are you giving him this privilege?"

Suddenly, one of the elders shouted showing his dissatisfaction.

Sect Master Feng Rong glared at the one who questioned him.

"Shut up!" he said furiously.

"But-" the elder couldn't end his words because the Sect Master Feng Rong was glaring at him coldly.

Sect Master suddenly drew out his spirit force and pressed it to the elder who questioned him. As a result, the elder struggled to breathe.

Sect Master really was powerful, with his spirit force alone he could crush an elder of the sect.

So the elder was silenced by the Sect Master himself.

{You don't know how much I spend for him to agree even to become an elder.} Sect Master Feng Rong thought internally. He was angered by this elder.

{He may start to act crazy again.} He imagined Rong Yuan acting crazily again and instantly shook his head. {No, I won't allow it to happen!}

"Yuan, you can choose your disciple by yourself. I will give this privilege in front of every elder. Does everyone agree?"

"Or is there someone who is against it?"

He was looking at the elders of the sect with such a look, If you say 'no' you are going to meet misfortune as that one.

Everyone spoke as if they understood him.

"Yes, we agree with the Sect Master's decision!"

After all, they didn't want to end up like the unfortunate elder.

"Thanks to the Sect Master and the elders for giving me this opportunity! I will appreciate it!"

Rong Yuan politely gave a response to the Sect Master.

But he also noticed the elder who showed dissatisfaction was glaring at him with great hate. But he didn't pay attention to him.

{He is, as usual, showing his dissatisfaction...}

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Rong Yuan talked to someone in his mind.

{I don't know what the elders say when they saw that I choose a disciple that even hasn't passed the exam. What do you think?}

[It is in the quest's condition, host.]

[So you need to fulfill it.]

[You need to confront whatever problem arises.]

The system replied to Yuan.

{Ok, ok, Now I need to pay attention to cultivators who are under 14 years old and might fail the test.}

{What a hassle...}