The Black Spirit Tournament— II

A pandemonium ensued in the huge arena, demolishing it in an instant as elements and skills fired off in all directions. The headcount of the people were steadily decreasing as they killed each other off. Chu-Hua and I were forced into a defensive position and we really didn't want to waste our energy in such a crude first round of the black spirit tournament. I figured that exhausting our energy on the first round would just decrease our chances of winning, especially when every cultivator over here has a much higher level of cultivation than mine. Facing off against one opponent alone would probably be a fight to the death for me.