Ansu

Elder Hansa finally carried the group onto the stage. Rows of seats rose around the stage for people to be seated on. "All of the participants can take their seats." He took a bad out from within his robes. "Within this bag is countless pieces of paper with numbers on them. Each participant will come up to the bag, one by one, and take a piece of paper. Before each battle, the third trial leader will call out 2 numbers and they will do battle. After the foundation battles are laid out, the rest of the battles will result in a fair amount of chances to reach the top placings. In these battles, if you see no way of winning, you may forfeit the battle. It will result in your loss and the other participant's win."

The group of participants came up one by one and put their hands in the brown bag. Finally, it was Lei Shu's turn. He reached in the bag and got number 12. Ting Ting got number 33 and Tian Fu got 42. Just as they all finished and got back to their seats, a gust of wind began to kick up their robes. It was a jade wind that carried the smell of perfume within it. It was absolutely beautiful; a shady figure could be seen within the gale of wind. Her hair was just as bright and green as the spiritual energy swarming around her. Her face seemed as though it was carved from jade. Her facial composition was small but sharp. She had bright and piercing lavender eyes. She looked like something that came out of a dream, a fairy almost. She was covered in the same green robes as the others. She had a few more designs along the robe indicating her grand position. The middle of her robes actually had a green dragon on them.

Lei Shu's eyes almost bulged out, "Is she the sect master or the grand elder? Only they can have that dragon!" Many of the male participants had their jaws smack against the ground just from her appearance alone. After they saw here embroidered green dragon, they almost lost it completely. They recollected their jaws and straightened their backs completely.

This woman had long skinny legs and a supple snow-white figure. She was very proportional, nothing too outlandish about her.

Elder Hansa turned to her and bowed, "First Elder Hansa gives his greetings to Sect Master Mo Qin, the Jade Empress."

He shot a glance at the participants before finishing his sentence. The participants followed suit and bowed as well. "Greetings, Sect Master Jade Empress."

Her robes flowed down her supple body as she giggled and covered her cherry lips. "Please raise your heads, my previous disciples. This will be your last trial and because it will be your last, I have chosen to personally look over it. Instead of having the Last Elder look over this trial, I decided I would. Elder Hansa I hope you don't mind."

"Hoho, of course, I wouldn't have any problem with the Sect Master's wishes." Elder Hansa replied with a slight chuckle.

The Sect Master widened her sparkly eyes, "Alright with those final words, I think it's time to start the trials. She raised her hand; the first 2 numbers will be 4 and 6. Please take your places on the stage within 30 seconds or you will be disqualified. A slightly chubby man with red robes took the stage. The other side of the stage had a very skinny man with grey robes. The red man has pristine robes and the other party had tattered grey robes. One's face was plump and the other sunken.

"BEGIN!"

And with that, the two began their battle. The skinny man darted towards the chubby man in a zig-zag pattern. Trying to confuse his opponent. The chubby man lowered his stance and closed his eyes. With his fists beside him, he waited. He waited until he finally shot them out, landing directly onto the other man's liver. He was sent flying and he crashed onto the ground near the edge of the stone arena. Blood was trickling down the side of his mouth and he was grasping the side of his stomach, struggling to reach his feet. The chubby man maintained his stance but when he looked to his left he was flabbergasted.

Just as he connected with his punch. The skinny man had struck out with his dagger and cut through his flesh near his stomach. Although the attack wasn't too deep, it was close. If it was 2 inches closer, it would've had the chance to cut through his organs.

Although the other man looked skinny and frail, he did have some advantages, one being speed. The chubby man started to walk over to his opponent.

He closed his distance and stomped his foot down, maintaining the same position he was in for the first attack. The skinny man immediately dashed towards the left; he was hopping on one leg while traveling in circles. He was trying to throw his enemy off. He spotted that in this stance, his opponent's back was completely open. He took this chance and pounced towards the man's back with his dagger pointing out in front of him.

The chubby man was not perturbed, he stretched both his arms behind his back. He caught the lanky man by the wrist with both of his hands. The dagger was inches away from his back but now the distance was increasing. The chubby man lifted the lanky man by his wrist and slammed him into the stone ground. The chubby man stomped down onto his back and kept stomping on his limbs as well. The skinny boy was crying out in pain. His tears were now mixing with his blood, forming a pool under his body. If this continued his back would have split open and he risked the chance of becoming paralyzed.

"SURRENDER, I SURRENDER. PLEASEEEE."

STOMP

The last stomp landed on the ground beside his head. The chubby man turned and took his leave, stepping off of the stage. The lanky man had a couple of broken teeth falling out of his men as he was carried off of the stage by Elder Hansa.

The Sect Master's beautiful voice could be heard once again, "Alright, now you all have seen a bit of how the battles will go." Countless battles commenced until finally Ting Ting was called up. She skipped onto the stage and did a slight twirl when she made it to the center. Her opponent was also female. She had deep blue robes on, her hair and eyes were brown. Her hair was tied into a ponytail and her figure was quite average.

Ting Ting bowed, "This one's name is Ting Ting, 6th stage of Body Tempering."

The girl spoke, "You may call me Su Su, 5th stage of Body Tempering."

Su Su immediately ran around the outside of the stage. She increased her speed as she slowly made it closer to the center, she analyzed her opponent and waited for an opening. As she closed the distance she reached into her robes. She took out a handful of throwing knives and daggers. She launched three at Ting Ting's left. Ting Ting struck them with her mace, and they were instantly smashed to smithereens.

When she hit the flying knives, she left an opening on her back. Su Su took the chance to throw 3 daggers at the opening. Su Su also took the opportunity to turn towards Ting Ting's right. She was very confident in her hand to hand combat capabilities. She could disarm many opponents with higher strength than her.

Ting Ting noticed her movement and completely ditched her mace. She dropped her weapon and as it hit the floor it slowly sunk into it. Su Su's eyes were shocked. How could such a tiny girl carry such a heavy weapon without any struggle? Ting Ting twirled and swatted the knives with her own hands. Blood trickled down the back of her hands, but it wasn't too serious.

She met with Su Su's hands and continued to throw blows. The crowd was astonished and some even started to chant Princess Ting in the crowd. Ting Ting was slightly overpowering Su Su in hand to hand combat, she didn't even need her mace.

Su Su thought that her hand to hand techniques would at least let her fight a realm above her own strength and win. She was panicking and it was showing. With each second that passed, Su Su's feet were getting ground deeper and deeper into the stone arena.

Ting Ting had a sinister face on as she domineered over her opponent. She was winning with her specialty, pure strength. "You better quit while you have the chance, just to let you know, I'm going easy on your right now."

SNAP SNAP SNAP

The tendons in Su Su's thighs could be heard snapping. Su Su couldn't bear the pain anymore. Her ankles caved in under the pressure and her knees violently smashed down into the ground.

"I QUIT, I QUIT, I HAVE LOST!"

"Thank You" Ting Ting spoke as she pranced off the stage and went to stand by Lei Shu and Tian Fu. A couple of gazes could be seen directed towards Tian Fu and Lei Shu; they were obviously attracted to Ting Ting. Her performance made them call her Princess Ting Ting, they wanted to see their opponents regarding love,

The battles kept continuing until the man with black hair drapes over his back was called. He sulked onto the stage without a care in the world. He had a different look in his eyes, he had a purpose, he was ready!

His hair was completely pitch black; it was blowing freely in the air. It cascaded down his back. He had a white sword along his back, around the hilt there were golden embroidered patterns that could be seen. His face was pale, and his facial features were flat. His body seemed skinnier than built as his robes were loosely worn around his body. Especially near his chest, his robbers were drooping, and much could be seen within. His eyes were also a calm black, they looked as if he had seen much in his life, maybe even too much. He had a sharp hairline and also a fine jawline and strong eyebrows. He looked at his opponent and bowed deeply. His opponent did the same.

"I am the one known as Ansu... 8th stage of Body Tempering." He looked at his opponent but didn't give him too much thought. He focused on himself and his sword only.

The opponent took a few steps back, "My name is not needed, 5th stage of Body Tempering."

The battle commenced and Ansu unsheathed his sword. Tian Fu spoke, "It's covered with the stench of blood; it has tasted many battles. However, has the owner truly tasted all those battles with it?"

Lei Shu brought his finger to his lips, "There's only one way to find out, watch the battle."

The 2 men on the stage were exchanging blows with their swords. It seemed as though the no-name man was trying very hard. He was doing a whole lot of flashy moves, although they didn't have much power, they did look quite cool. Ansu was only reflecting his blows with the slightest of movements. The other man grew angry.

"Hey, are you looking down on me. Do you know what house I am from? I could've used it to make you shit your pants, but I don't like scaring my opponents with my background before battle."

Ansu's raspy voice spoke out, "Oh so your royalty or something?" His flat smile hooked into a slight grin.

"Of course, I am royalty, look at my robes compared to yours. How about this, if you let me win, I'll throw you a couple of gold and you can get yourself a decent looking robe. Huh, how about that? Sound perfect right. I can also put a good word in for you and maybe you'll receive even greater benefits. Hurry and agree, my arms are starting to get a bit tired."