章 6: You Dare?
In the center part of Ohion City there were ten arenas which represented the ten spots the young genaration of varius forces in the city could claim for themselves.
The ten arenas are surounded by platforms that were getting occupied by spectators.
On the VIP platform were only three seats reserved for the three Major Clans.
The first Major Clan to arrive was the Evria Clan, with four young clansmen clothed in skyblue robes.
Patriarch Lowos took seat in the middle, enjoing life with a soft smile.
Not long after them, the Boros Clan arrived with eight young clansmen clothed in red robes.
Patriarch Linus Borus took seat on the left and the tempature rose by several degrees.
"Your clans appetite sure is big this time." comented Patriarch Lowos.
"You can have two spots the other eight will be taken by my Boros clan." stated Patriarch Linus Boros haughty.
"Hmm let's see if the strength of the Boros Clan is as big as your big mouth." replied Patriarch Lowos Evria calmly.
In the past the three Major Clans had a silent agreement to take 3 spots each and only letting one for the other forces to fight for. Of course no one could go against them here in Ohion City.
Finally the group of the Imra Clan arrived. They had five in green robes clothed clansmen.
But instead of Patriarch Tiemo, the group was lead by Grand Elder Charles.
Taking seat on the left, Grand Elder Charles said: "The Patriarch can't attend this time because of his closed-door cutivation."
Lowos nodded slightly but Linus snorted. Grand Elder Charles ignored Linus Boros behavior.
The Imperial Tournament happens every three years and only youths under sixteen are allowed to participate. Ohion City is a 2-Star City of Bluefire Empire.
The 1-Star Cities get 20 spots, the 2-Star Cities get 10 spots and the 3-Star Cities only 5 spots for the Imperial Gathering. Other than the Star ranked cities the top 5 sects inside the empire get fixed spots.
The imperial family organized them to stimulate the growth of young geniuses all around the empire. The top 20 geniuses get handsomly rewarded, if one can enter the Top 10 the rewards shoots up exponentially.
The ten official referees were standing infront of the ten arenas.
The white haired old referee announced the start of the Imperial Tournemant. The spectators cheered loud.
At the same time eight swooshing sounds could be heard and the eight Boros clansmen took root on eight arenas, standing overbearing in the middle.
The crowd started an uproar, discussing the Boros Clans bold move.
"You can forget about getting a spot from our Boros Clan." stated Len Boros with confidence.
The youths from other forces frowned unhappy.
Out of the crowd of youths a young man with green robe stepped on the arena, where Len was standing, surprising everyone.
A beautifull girl in skyblue robe recognized that youth and he cheeks blushed red.
Sirus drew his black sword from his back, pointing it at Len.
"Sorry, but your Boros will loose five spots to our Imra Clan." said Sirus coldly.
"You are a mere ant, after I kill you there won't be a corpse left." Len's vicious voice echoed out fused with killing intent.
Sirus shook his head and looked to the referee.
The referee understood and started the battle.
Len didn't hesistate and a fiery red spear appeared on his left hand.
Fire Ki erupted from his body outwards giving of an oppressing feeling.
"First level of Core Building!" shouted a spectator surprised.
"He is only fifteen years old and already reached the Core Building Stage, he will have a bright future." said another spectator while others nodded in acknowledgement.
Len dashed straight at Sirus.
'Blazing Spear Strike', he infused his Fire Ki into the red spear which looked like a meteor was gonna smash into Sirus reducing him to ashes.
"Oh? Isn't that a Middle Earth Grade Art from the Truefire Sect?" asked Patriarch Lowos.
"Yes, my firstborn became a core disciple, thanks to him our clan got this art as a gift." answered Patriarch Linus proudly.
Grand Elder Charles ignored everything, only focusing on the battle beneath them.
Seeing the in fire clad Len dashing straight at himself, Sirus simply rose his sword upwards and waited.
Len ignored the calm Sirus and struck out with his spear aiming for the heart.
Suddenly all the Sword Ki supressed inside Sirus exploded out with his Sword Aura erupting at the same time.
He hacked his sword downwards.
It looked like a slow slash but it was fast and heavy, very heavy.
After being struck by the combination of the Sword Ki and Sword Aura, Lens fire vanished like a fickle candle that lost its life. Seeing the incoming slash his face lost all color and he tried to block the attack.
Patriarch Linus Boros haughty face changed this moment and he wanted to rush over to save his son, but vast domineering Sword Aura locked into him, refusing to let him go.
Patriach Linus' face twitched ugly looking at Grand Elder Charles.
Roaring out his body expanded three meters high and deep red flames surounded him.
He made another attempt to leave the VIP platform but vast Sword Ki struck at him from the side.
"YOU DARE?" shouted Patriarch Linus.
"Try me!" after saying this, Grand Elder Charles unleashed his vast Sword Ki.
Patriarch Linus and Lowos exclaimed at the same time, "Ninth level Soul Ocean, only a step away from the Divine Realm!"
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