Chapter 20

''It seems like the System is encouraging me to save my sign-in opportunities to use them all at once. Haha just save more of them in the future it doesn't affect much!''

''Forget it, it's time for the Sect Tournament.''

Norman smiled sensing the situation outside. His figure was wrapped in a light before he reappeared outside the hall.

As he appeared in the air, 8 golden lights flowed from his Dantian forming eight golden soldiers beside him filled with endless majesty.

''Perfect!''

Norman led the eight golden lights, and before long he appeared above a colossal field. Dozens of martial arts stages were spread across the field as disciples piled into the chairs around the stages.

''Greetings to the Sect Master!''

Four Deacons sensed Norman's arrival immediately floating into the air to welcome him.

''Haha thank you all for coming here today! I would like to announce the starting of the first Annual Sect Tournament!''

''We will be following a basic format today! All of you will draw numbers and fight the opponent with the same number as you!''

''Who you go against is up to luck! But I would like to let you all know, in recognition of this being the first Tournament there will be an additional reward for the first and second spot!

Norman waved his hand and two sharp blades appeared in front of him. One was bright red as if it was dripping blood, while the other was a translucent silver,

''If you succeed in getting the first place, you will receive 3 Qi Containment Pills, one drop of Spiritual Liquid and a Common Spiritual Weapon!''

''Second place will receive 2 Qi Containment Pills and the other Common Spiritual Weapon.''

As soon as his words fell there were murmurs spreading throughout the crowd.

A group of disciples leading the pack smirked slightly looking at the swords appearing in front of Norman.

Behind him the Deacons' eyes also glowed. After all, their disciples were all competing in this competition.

If they can win, their cultivation will skyrocket and their combat power will also rise with the Weapon!

''Alright! Now that it's settled, each of you will come and draw a number.''

Norman sat down on a large chair on a podium. There were dozens of chairs below him each assigned to different positions in the sects.

However each Deacon floated above the Martial Platforms ready to take action when necessary.

Half an hour later the disciples had all chosen their numbers.

600 Disciples were preparing to participate this time. Each of them split off and went to a Martial Arts stage ready to compete!

''Let the matches begin!''

Norman's voice rang out over the sect.

Within an instant the battles erupted!

On a corner stage, two thin boys faced each other.

Instantly the aura of a First Realm Qi Refiner burst out from each of them as they rushed towards each other.

''Haha who would've thought we would go against each other in the first round!''

A boy moved with speed exceeding his realm. However his opponent didn't seem fazed. His body was routed to the platform as a faint sapling trailed down his leg tying him to the ground.

''Junior Brother we have fought before. Although you are quick your physical strength is inferior. You can't even break my defence.''

His words weren't based on anything. His Junior Brother rushed forward his sword flying in the air.

'Ding' 'Ding'

The sword struck twice, however it didn't hit his skin. Instead a large vine had spread up the root blocking it in the air.

Before the fast boy could react, a root derived from below clasped his ankle. In an instant he was thrown to the floor.

''Haha Senior Brother I'll be able to beat you some day!''

On another stage Clover stared at her opponent. He collapsed on the floor, his body covered in a faint shade of ice that was slowly melting.

One by one the battles ended. Somewhere fairer, with opponents similar to each other barely succeeding.

However by the end it was clear 20 Students had stood out.

Each one was in the Sixth Realm of Qi Refining or higher. More notably however they were all Deacons disciples!

''Interesting, the benefits of having a strong teacher are actually so difficult to overcome?''

Norman sat on the podium watching the battles with extreme interest. He could clearly see that each of the Deacons disciples had excellent control over their skills.

After all, even if the techniques aren't the same as the Deacons practise, they are foundation experts after all. Mistakes that other disciples have will be pointed out in an instant.

''Congratulations to the first round of winners!''

''Next we will begin the second round!''

One after another the rounds slipped by. Before long there were only 70 people left. Each of which were at least in the Third Realm of Qi Refining! Most of them were in the Fourth or Fifth Realms!

''Begin!''

Looking at the 70 divided up onto each stage, Norman's deep voice announced the beginning of the round.

This time the matches were far more interesting. Even the disciples that were eliminated earlier watched with relish.

On the first stage a dark glow had spread across the land. A two metre tall moon was floating gently above the stadium blocking all sunlight.

Below Jacob was looking calmly at the girl opposite him.

''Haha I didn't expect to be matched against you Jacob. But I won't give up this easily!''

The girl smirked, the aura of a Sixth Realm Qi refiner burst out in an instant. A purple glow appeared around her skin as a faint mist spread towards Jacob.

''Huh this is your poison? Unfortunately it has no affect on me!''

Jacob rushed forward, the mist flowing into his body. But as soon as it did the moon began to shake, dropping small particles through his pores.

The poison that had begun to make him dizzy was diluted step by step.

''Bah!''

The girl panicked slightly, but she saw an opportunity. She clutched a small dagger and jumped into the air aiming for the moon floating in the sky.

''You underestimate me.''