Rules for the competition

The next day, Asura took Tukirā for celebrations. Celebration music is heard anywhere in the city. Few people played some musical instruments, drums, yazhal, etc., while walking, making everyone on the street entertaining. Some people stopped for a minute or so to hear it too.

Compared to yesterday, securities are even tighter. But did not disturb the celebrations. Stores are busy, elders come with family, youngsters come with their loved one's and friends. Some families welcome the relative for celebrations, some families help newcomers of their city, guiding or inviting them as their head for having breakfast.

It is so lively.

As usual, she started running in the crowd while Asura followed her. The day went happily for everyone. Soon in the afternoon, an old man played the drum to get everyone's attention, "People who are not registered for yearly competitions before sunset goes to the city ground.

If you did not enter before it, you are not allowed to register

And yearly competition will start from tomorrow morning."

'Boom, boom, boom', He played the drum and went to the next place for publishing the information.

Here it some youngsters started running towards the ground. Soon crowd became chaos. Asura pulled Tukirā to the different lanes to avoid the group.

"Brother, you are also going to participate in that competition, right?" while walking Tukirā asked.

"I will. I had already registered and got my token when we entered the city." looked at Tukirā, Asura said.

"Then I want to watch the competition, will you bring me with you?" Tukirā asked with blinking her eyes.

"Of course, You are also going with me." replied.

They reached Inn after having dinner, Tukirā played with Asura, then slept. The night went by, but Marayan did not come.

The next day, Asura went to city ground with Tukirā. It was significant ground; there were 100 small stages with numbers 1 to 100. Each participant was given a stage number. Asura registered his name as 'Cevvēḷ.' when he entered the city and 'Poovezhi' as his sister. His number is 37, so he went to the 37th stage. There were many participants.

This city is ground especially for body strengthening realm practitioners.

Higher realm practitioners have different locations.

Each stage has three elders with a spirit establishment realm. one elder sits on the chair. In front of him was a large pot where contestants names had written on small animal skins. The next elder was a referee, and the last one was the medical support.

There is ample space covered with sheets on the ground where people can sit and watch. Since there will be many people coming to watch, they can't count put chairs for all. Some people see one stage then go to another location to watch, so it is convenient.

Elder stand, who sits on the chair, stood and looked at the crowd, "Since there are many participants every year, we divided the competition into three stages happens three days. Today is the first-day preliminaries. There are 100 names in the pot, from the 1st stage of the body strengthening realm to the 9th stage.

I will pick two names randomly for a match. Your opponent will be chosen based purely on your luck."

Elder passed.

"What?"

"This is unfair."

"How can you arrange things like this?"

"Yes, it is not unfair, but madness."

crowd and participants shouted.

"SILENCE..." shouted the older referee; once the crowd did not make any sound focused on the referee, he looked around the public, said with a loud voice, "Do you think world so fair that you can only fight same lave as you? You are not in your school or dojo to have a fair fight. It is the reality. We are already fair enough to fight against the same realm as you. And luck is also a part of a person strength. so if you are still dissatisfied, 'JUST GET OUT FROM HERE.' We don't have much time for coward people like you who always hide behind in the so-called name of fairness."

There some people looked around left the crowd, but not many. Few still believed they could move to the next round, at least with luck—youngsters who are all at the 7th stage and above stand there in pride.

Soon everyone silent. The elder spoke, "There are not many rules. One, you are not allowed to kill or cripple. Next, if your opponent accepts his defeat, you have to stop the fight. Otherwise, you will be disqualified. We will give each of you three chances with three different opponents. You have to win against at least two. If not, you will also be disqualified. If you have thrown out of the stage, you lose. That's all. If you don't have any questions, we will start the competition."

Few talked themself, but no one raised a question. After some movements, the elder nodded his head, took two small animals skin shouted their name. It was boy and girl name, too bad for the boy because a girl was at 6th stage and boy was only at 4th stage, so he immediately accepted his defeat and cursed his luck.

While the match going on, Asura took Tukirā to the medicine elder and requested him, "Senior, I will soon going to participate in the competition; until I finish my match, can you look after my sister?"

The medicinal elder looked at two kids and the poor dress they wore. He felt pity, "Alright. He gave a small chair to Tukirā to sit."

Asura replied with gratitude, "Thank you, senior." then she looked at Tukirā and instructed her with severe to, "Poovezhi, you are not allowed to leave the senior whatever happened until I come back."

That little girl nodded obediently. Then he stands waiting for his name. This time two boys were fighting. One was at the 5th stage, while another was at the 6th stage. To everyone's surprise, 5th stage Youngman is winning, throwing his opponent out of the stage.

Fighting against a stage higher was hard, but one appeared here. Some appreciated the winner, and some criticized the loser.

The next match continued, soon it was Asura's turn. Elder shouted, "Arivai vs Cevvēḷ."