
The bustle in the square of the Yin and Yang royal palace was so bustling. Hundreds of people maybe even thousands of people from the seven sects flocked towards the square.
Today was the day that all the saint spirit powers of the seven sects were compared. An annual competition awaited by young warriors. Where they can show their abilities in the power of the holy spirit or in terms of the science of magic against the intelligence of martial arts, both playing the sword and agility fighting with bare hands.
It had been three years since Wong Mo Gei and Cek Pei and Wa Hua Wa awakened the power of the holy spirit. Unbeknownst to both his parents and the inhabitants of the seven sects Wong Mo Gei took part in the annual competition.
Other than the three of them only three people from the Stone Sect knew the holy spirit that Wong Mo Gei possessed.
Looks like the Royal soldiers are standing guard at every corner of the castle fortress. The three young men from the Stone Sect had also become friends of Wong Mo Gei. Their defeat in the old building two years ago made them a close friend.
"Mo Gei, have you been in the competition?" tanya Tan Lung Xian, one of their friends from the Stone Sect.
"Don't be loud, people will listen, "the answer is Cheque Pei, while Wong Mo Gei just smiled.
"You signed up yourself?" pei's check asked Tan Lung Xian.
"We have registered from earlier, if it is not wrong we were in the fifty-third order number," replied Tan Lung Xian.
"I see this year will be a lot of participants compared to the last years," said Shen Liang interjected.
"Yes, from the White Cloud Sect there were about ten people who registered themselves, including Wang Man Chu the winner of the race last year," added Tan Lung Xian, who was the winner of the race last year, while Lin Yang Mie looked silent just hearing the chattering of his five friends.
"Lin Yang, why don't you shut up, is there something you're worried about?" wa Hua Wa asked with a laugh.
"It's okay Wa Hua Wa, I just feel hungry. How about we find food outside, I see outside the walls many who sell food," replied Lin Yang Mie.
"Hehehe..! Lin Yang, you're just thinking about eating, you'll be a puff!"(( call for fat people ) Tan Lung Xian said with a laugh. Compared to the two Tan Lung and Shen Liang, Lin Yang Mie did have a fatter body. Lin Yang Mie was a fairly wealthy merchant child.
"Alright if you don't want to, I'm looking for food myself, my stomach is already rumbling," murmured Lin Yang Mie.
"Well, but who's buying today?" tan Lung Xian asked with a laugh.
"On paying, don't think about it. Now that we find a place to eat, the match will require energy," said Lin Yang Mie with a smile.
"Tumbens. Today you're smart Lin Yang! Hehe..!" tan Lung Xian's laughter while embracing Lin Yang Mie's shoulder, "Come on the friends that Lin Yang said are right, the match will take more effort," added Tan Lung Xian.
"Hmmm...! Have I been stupid all this time?" asked Lin Yang Mie with her cute face.
"Stupid, not just eating. Forgot to practice!" sheng Liang replied with a laugh. Lin Yang Mie simply grunted by turning her lips forward, making her face look cute. So Wong Mo Gei and the others laughed.
"Your face is funny, you know... Ahhaha..!" tan Lung Xian's laughter while holding Lin Yang's shoulder. Lin Yang instead of being offended even went over smiling. The laughter of the six sounded boisterous. The people who passed by seemed to be watching them a lot.
"Hehe..! It seems that the rabbit wants to participate in an annual competition, or just be a spectator?" said one of Wang Man Chu, while looking at Wong Mo Gei's entourage who did not care about others.
"The young man from the Stone Sect, didn't they like to troublemaker? Why were they now friends with the Fire Sect youth?" added one of Wang Man Chu's friends who was wearing black yellow clothes.
"Why do you always like to insult others, and take care of people's business? it's only been two years that our Sect can be the winner of the annual competition. It was also since Mo Gei's father did not participate in the competition because he was past his age," said Wang Man Chu, who seemed annoyed by the chatter of his two friends.
"Yes, Chu Man, forgive us," said the two, "Let's see, are they busy with other people's affairs? No right, they only take care of their affairs," Wang Man Chu added as he walked. Wang Man Chu had indeed won the annual competition twice already, yet he did not dare to be arrogant. His grandfather the head of the White Cloud Sect had great respect for Wong Mo Gei's father and mother.
"Remember Man Chu, do not be arrogant, usually great powers are born from the descendants of great people such as Zhang Shin Ming and Shin Yuan Ma, we don't know what's behind the red light that covers the rabbit light in the young man's body. Don't underestimate him, if you don't want to be embarrassed," Wang Man Chu's grandfather advised as he won the annual competition two years ago. Wang Man Chu became somewhat curious whether Mo Gei entered the competition or not.
While Wong Mo Gei and his five friends were seen entering a noodle shop and taking a table to sit on, the table had a number that read number one in a Chinese hurup.
"Sorry young man, the place has been ordered by a master," said the waiter.
"Sorry Uncle, it's not that we're stubborn, but I see only this table is empty" Cheque Pei replied politely.
"Yes son, no one dared to use the table, you see it's written not to be disturbed" the maid explained.
"Who is he, Uncle? So you're so scared of him?" wa Hua Wa.
"He was the second winner of the annual race two years in a row, the young man had the power of a young fire bear holy spirit," the servant began to look frightened.
"Let's just let Uncle, if he comes later we will talk to him," said Wa Hua Wa calmed the waiter.
"alright... If something happens don't blame me young man" said the waiter as he passed away, not long after the waiter returned again, "O, yes. What did you guys order?" ask the waiter.
"Mienya six, Uncle. Big portion!" replied Lin Yang Noodle. The waiter just nodded and quickly walked towards the back. Apparently a group of young men were already standing at the entrance of the stall.
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