VII Eternal Tempest Clan

In a short moment later, Elliot returned to his mother side and they returned to the waiting room. Everyone there was staring at the young boy full of wary, thinking this team was a serious competitor for the championship.

"Mom, I'm a bit tired. Yawn, I'm going to sleep..." Falling asleep on his mother's bosom made the other participants nearly forgot the power showed just a few minutes ago. In mid his sleep, his thin eyes opened slightly just so he could see another team right on a man with a black wrist computer on his left arm before he went back to sleep. 

Soon another team was called and four people Elijah was paying attention due to their mysterious air went up the stage. They didn't have any affiliation, standing just as independent cultivators on the opposite side stood a mixed team with members from different paths, two fake immortals at the peak of mortality and two demigods.