Ranking Tournament-IV

After Old man Ao took control over the ranking tournament, nobody dared to act brashly. Every single disciple in the outer dragon palace showed serious faces. They needed to impress old man Ao. once they got in eyes of elders or even the ancestors, they might get recruited as pro-disciples of the dragon palace.

The matches between disciples got more and more serious. Every one of them gave their all and because of that number of deaths also grew. The old men standing beside Demon king Ao looked at the situation below with satisfied expression.

The dragon palace never cared about their disciples lives in the tournaments. Once inside the fighting ring, either you make your opponent surrender or if they refuse to surrender, kill them.

Old man Ao looked at the 10 stages and then looked at his disciple watching.

'2 hours remaining… now all the geniuses will show themselves… get ready…'

Old man Ao sent a message to his disciple.

Zhu Shen looked in the direction of his teacher. He saw old man Ao nodding at him, so he got up ready to enter the arena.

The stage he choose was stage number 1.

After the latest match, stage number 1 was defended by a 21-year-old disciple of dragon palace. He was also at peak of the mortal realm.

He looked at Zhu Shen who had just gotten on the stage. He couldn't sense any aura from Zhu Shen at all but through years of experience, he could still feel a threat from Zhu Shen.

"Shi Yan from outer dragon palace…"

Shi Yan introduced himself as he greeted Zhu Shen.

"Zhu Shen… personal disciple, dragon palace…"

At the same time, Zhu Shen also greeted Shi Yan. after introduction both the parties took their battle stances

The elder in charge of the arena gave the signal to start the match after confirming that both the parties are prepared.

"Start…"

As soon as the elder gave signal both Zhu Shen and Shi Yan disappeared from their original spot.

"Boom…"

Both of their fists collided in front of each other. Shi Yan felt like a massive boulder was hitting against his fist. He rapidly retreated a few steps and looked at Zhu Shen with shock. Although Shi Yan did not use his full power, he could still feel numbing sensation coming from his fists.

"Again…"

Thrilled, Shi yan again lunged towards Zhu Shen. This time punching with his full power. Zhu Shen could feel Shi Yan's enthusiasm as he also answered with his punch.

'What an interesting person…'

Zhu Shen looked at Shi Yan in front of him. Though he looked like a battle maniac, one could feel the fighting spirit inside Shi Yan. Zhu Shen felt pumped after feeling his opponent's fighting spirit.

"Again…"

This time Zhu Shen was the one who took the initiative. He liked the feeling of competing against each other.

Both of them exchanged 20 moves so far with neither of them taking advantage of each other. Spectators could see the massive difference in power between Zhu Shen and Shi Yan.

"Boom…"

This time Shi Yan retreated 10 steps before he could stabilize his body. He was now at the very edge of the fighting stage. He looked reluctantly at Zhu Shen and stepped down from the fighting stage.

"Thank you for showing mercy senior brother…"

Zhu Shen looked at the Shi Yan and nodded.

"Winner of the match is Zhu Shen…"

Zhu Shen won his first match with relative ease but inside his mind, he was still sceptical. He wanted to know the limits of his body without using dragon breath.

After about 2 minutes, another person appeared in the arena. It was a skinny youth around 18 years old. He looked at Zhu Shen and greeted him respectfully,

"Yang Chen greets senior brother…"

Zhu Shen also greeted him back. After the start of the battle, Yang Chen suddenly started moving faster and faster around Zhu Shen. His speed was really fast.

Suddenly,

"Boom.. "

A fist appeared from Zhu Shen's blind spot. Without having time to counteract, Zhu Shen hastily defended himself. He discovered that although the speed of attack was fast, the power behind the attack was negligible.

"Interesting…"

Zhu Shen felt it interesting. Unlike the bandits with headstrong personalities, the sect disciples were much more collected and versed in one on one battles. Each one had their strengths and weaknesses.

Although Yang Chen's attack power was much lower than Shi yan, speed was much greater. With his rapid speed, Yang Chen was able to avoid several of Zhu Shen's attacks.

"Boom…"

This time Yang Chen was unable to evade the upcoming attack resulting in him falling out of the stage. He looked rather disappointed after losing to Zhu Shen.

After several more battles, Zhu Shen's score was 10 wins in a row. With his 10th win, very few people challenged stage number 1.

Time passed quickly and soon only half an hour remained before the end of the ranking tournament.

Suddenly 10 figures flew out from the crowd and landed on 10 consecutive stages. After the disciples saw these 10 figures, they retreated from their initial position.

They were the 10 seeded disciples for the dragon blood pool!

As soon as the 10 disciples landed on top of a stage they issued a warning,

"Those who remain standing on top of the stage will die within 10 seconds."

One could feel extreme confidence coming from them. Boiling atmosphere son descended in the arena. All spectators madly cheered for these 10 disciples.

Zhu Shen could feel the threatening atmosphere from all 10 disciples of the dragon palace.

'What a strong force…'

This was the first time Zhu Shen's face became serious.