Tournament

The strange man pulled a knife and dashed towards Leo. It was a slow move in the eyes of Leo, as he sidestepped it easily. He then used his palm to attack the man's neck, making him eat the grass as his face launched into the ground.

"I warned you, this young master is dangerous!" Leo kicked the man once again and then left, unharmed. The Lockhart clan had gave him the best martial artist tutor in town, and he was already stronger than the average man as his Great Yin Yang technique was nurturing his body with Qi. He wasn't even in the first stage of the Qi cultivation but even the slightest amount of Qi made the difference.

Leo's destination was his bedroom in the Lockhart clan headquarters. He had too much sex last night, so his body needed to adjust to the Qi. The tournament would occur in three months, and Leo was confident that the victory was something easy for him to accomplish. He wouldn't be lazy though.

He sneakily returned to his bedroom, and went to bed. The next morning consisted in the same thing. Rumors in town started to circulate, saying that the young master of the Lockhart clan was having fun in a night club, everyday. Leo went to that place everyday, for training purposes, of course.

Three months pasted just like that. The amount of qi inside Leo's body was much higher compared to when he first started using the technique, but he couldn't understand how to breakthrough into the first stage of cultivation.

"I'll enter that sect and get that information," he thought.

Leo woke up earlier that day, getting ready for the tournament. The tournament would be held inside the clan, and no outsiders would watch it. Every youth was anxious. The chance of getting into a sect was something they couldn't miss.

"Everyone please be quiet," said Ryan, the clan patriarch. Random numbers were designed to the participants, and Ryan was the one calling the numbers.

"Let our tournament begin. Please step inside the ring, number 1 and 3," he said. Two youths went inside the ring, preparing to have a fierce battle.

"Uncle John believes in you, let's go!" both of them had someone who was cheering them up. Ryan scanned all of the youths and realized that his son Leo wasn't there.

"Wasn't he here just now?" he thought.

"Aren't you suppose to participate in the tournament?" a girl said, kissing a youth inside a bathroom.

"I'm number 11, we can have sex while they fight," Leo teared the woman's clothes, and his face was between two big peaks. He went down, and his tongue went to work...