God of Massacre

Chapter 58 - Competition Prize

Bamboo City, the main Arena of the competition

On the edge of the arena was currently a box surrounded by a strange aura around it. Such strange auras were certain energies that blocked the spiritual energy from tracking the contents of the box.

The box is the place of the draw to determine who will be the opponent of each participant who enters the final round of the Spirit Realm level competition.

"Deliver the tokens that you can before when following the allowance," said the old man who was suspected to be a jury this time.

The sixteen younger generations were all directly lined up to hand over their respective tokens and Yi Yun was also one of them.

However it was obvious that Yi Yun was the youngest of them all. The others looked to be 15-16 years old and only Yi Yun looked very much less than 14 years old.

"Look..how could such a young boy get into the main round? Did he commit fraud or have a supporter with great influence?" Asked one of the spectators in the arena while gazing towards the sixteen participants.

"Maybe... Of course the biggest possibility is that he has supporters behind him. Otherwise, he might not be able to enter the main round of the competition," continued one more spectator.

"Cih, like this competition is less interesting if it is like this because there is cheating. If he only relied on supporters to get into the main round of the competition, he would only survive in the first round, "another crowd added.

All participants of course heard the words of the audience even if only vaguely.

They all stared towards Yi Yun with condescending gazes. Of course they checked the cultivation of Yi Yun and only Yi Yun was at the seventh stage Spirit Realm level. And there were 3 participants who had the eighth stage Spirit Realm level. The rest were all at the ninth stage Spirit Realm level.

Sensing all the gazes of the other participants, Yi Yun did not care at all. He just put on a flat face while waiting for the queue.

When it was Yi Yun's turn to give the token the preliminary round victory, the old man who became the jury this time immediately spoke, "name and age."

"Yi Yun is 13 years old" Yi Yun said as he handed the token to the old man.

The old man nodded at Yi Yun's words and told Yi Yun to step aside first.

After Yi Yun left sideways, the other participants also directly handed the token to the jury.

Then the old man called one by one from the participants to withdraw the draw which was a number.

"Yi Yun!" Call the old man after some participants are called first.

Yi Yun directly walked towards the old man who was currently in front of the draw box.

"Take one draw using Yuan Qi. Do not use spiritual energy because it will be dangerous for you" said the old man.

Yi Yun simply nodded then used his Qi and took one draw.

As the draw came out, Ren Yuu smiled slightly as he was the first turn to fight.

"Yi Yun, no Perseta 2," the old man said and continued while pointing in a certain direction, "please wait where the participants are waiting to start the competition there."

Song Zhun and Li Meng who had yet to take a turn were very much hoping to get the 1st draw because they were eager to fight Yi Yun.

They of course knew Yi Yun's cultivation level and they felt that victory was already in the hands of the two of them right now if it were to fight with Yi Yun.

Yi Yun did not care at all about all those things and waited where the participants were waiting.

Of course Yi Yun was confident of winning the competition because with the Profound Veins of the Slaughter God, he could fight two stages on it. And with his exclusive skill that was the First Gate of the Slaughter World as well as the technique given by Ouyang Liu-Li, it was rare for a ninth stage Spirit Realm level cultivator to be able to fight him unless his opponent was able to fight against two higher stages as well.

"Everything's ladies!" Shouted the old man earlier because the draw for the participants had been completed.

All the spectators stopped talking to hear the old man speak because they knew the competition was about to start.

Since the audience had calmed down, the old man spoke again. "First I'll introduce myself. I am Ni Long. I was the jury that oversaw the main round competition for the Spirit Realm level today."

"Before the game starts, I'll announce something important about the competition."

"As you already know and also like previous competitions that have been held that the prize for the competition will be announced after the main round of the competition will start."

"The prize for the first champion of the competition is 100,000 high-end spirit stones, a top-tier Heaven-level weapon, a grade-5 pill and a random-level cultivation manual since the winner can choose his own later."

"The second champion of the competition will receive a prize of 50,000 high-end spirit stones, a middle-grade Sky level weapon, a grade-6 pill and a cultivation manual that the second champion of the competition will choose."

"And for the third and fourth champions will receive 20,000 top grade spirit stones, lower grade Sky level weapons, grade 6 pills and Earth level cultivation manuals."

"While for the fifth to tenth champion to receive 5,000 top grade spirit stones a top grade Earth level weapon and a grade 7 pill. And those who did not enter the top 10 would receive 1,000 high-end spirit stones and low-grade Earth-level weapons." Ni Long tipped off all the competition prizes that made all the participants excited.

Even Yi Yun who was still meditating raised the corners of his lips slightly because they were all very useful things to him.

"No need to waste time. Let's just start the first game. The first match was Wang Lee Vs Yi Yun!"

"Both participants are expected to enter the arena!" Ni Long's Order.

Yi Yun who initially closed his eyes immediately opened his eyes because his turn of the match was about to start.

"It's time" Yi Yun said and immediately stood up and moved towards the arena of the match.

In the middle of the arena, Yi Yun saw a young man around 16 years old with an eighth stage Spirit Realm cultivation level.

Yi Yun who had arrived at the edge of the arena immediately jumped into the arena within 10 meters of Wang Lee.

Wang Lee looked at Yi Yun with a small smile on his face as he felt he had definitely won against Yi Yun.

Seeing Wang Lee's condescending smile, Yi Yun simply chuckled inwardly. "Your day of death has arrived," inner Yi Yun as he planned to kill the opponent instantly as well this time.