Chương 56: The Tournament I
The days remaining to hold the tournament was two days plus the day it started so many parties had to fight and the last day was dedicated to those that made it to the quarter finals and would eventually reach the finals.
The tournament began without much delay. The instructor in charge of the tournament and also a referee came on stage to give the rules.
"My name is instructor Velmon, the tournament will be a three team fight but it's only one vs one on stage. All three representatives of the party will fight however only by two wins will the party win. The rules goes as thus
1. A party member is not allowed to fight twice.
2. No one is allowed to kill
3. You'll be penalized when you do not obey the referee
4. APs can be earn during the matches depending on how much you overpowered your opponent. If APs earned is more than opponent's APs earned by a 100 you don't having to fight that opponent. However this does not count in the finals.
5. Time limit is 25 minutes, if any party however ends on a draw, the party with the highest AP wins...now the four matches will go on simultaneously,
Ironsmiths vs Feardrivers.
Magicmanes vs Stonelanders
DarkSentinels vs Watershapers
HallowTips vs Lightningbales"
-baammm-
At the sound of the drum, the concerned participants stepped into the field. After a brief bow the fight began but it took only a minute for a particular party to take the spotlight.
The cocky boy that stood in front of Eztli began to scream in pain, the match barely began and he was already wriggling on the floor grabbing his hair and shouting.
The referee kept calling out "do you submit?"
But instead he just continued to shout on the floor.
Eztli looked at him with an irritable expression 'why come here if he can't even handle his deepest fear'
The mage instructor an old man in his late 80s, barely older than the vice principal touched his beards, "illusionary art... That is not a joke... Where did he get his hands on a spell like that... I'm pretty sure none of the mage specified instructors has taught that"
"what do you think about him young master" Ross asked
Nozick observed carefully from where he stood, "he's too shady"
"I'm sure he's like that because he's a prince himself"
"uh... why did you let him join our party if he's a prince"
"because he's strong. If young master is able to win him over completely. We might even be able to use his connections against the first prince."
"He's greedy, and I am uncomfortable around him, Grunder doesn't like him too. I'll be watching him if he pisses me I'll kill him when the academy ends. Instead how about that boy that obtained a demonic beast's will"
"Young Master desires him.... But he's also a party leader and might possibly be fighting in this tournament"
"I don't care if he's a party leader I want him"
"yes young master"
Eztli was declared the winner and awarded 100 AP, moments later the other three began to conclude their fight. Ironsmiths, DarkSentinels, Lightningbales and Magicmanes were the party that advanced.
The next four matches was the;
Deadbringers vs Hallguardians
Bonecrawlers vs Redmoon
Snowlaws vs Gorthers
Xiandiallas vs Brightwells
Zolin climbed up the stage as his spin his dark-purple dual dagger, his opponent was a northerners and was looking like a typical one because he dressed in skin of an animal and held in his hand large hard bones that hard a huge lump at its edge.
They both took a bow, Zolin covered the distance in 0.5 second and cut his back, the barbaric looking northerner immediately jumped away to put distance in between them.
"nice decision but that means nothing"
Zolin fell straight on his back but instead entered into his shadow.
"he has mastered shadow domain!" Instructor Kazel gripped his chair handle at the excitement he felt at watching Zolin fall into his shadow, he looked around and gently cleared his throat but smiled towards Zolin.
"(is it just me or the easterners are filled with potential, if I invest more into him perhaps he might be able to complete the shadow king trial...)"
The northerner continued to glance around sharply looking out for Zolin who in the past 40 seconds has not made an appearance, just then Zolin grappled his ankle and began to pull him into the shadow but the northerner resisted since he had the upper hand when it came to strength he began to hit the ground as if he was hitting the mole Zolin pulled in back into his shadow
"(I need to end this)"
"Shadow movement!"
The skill shadow movement was a part of a very big skill but Zolin was only able to get a grasped of it. Shadow movement erased his presence and doubled his speed however he could only keep using it for two minutes because of the mana consumption to keep it at bay. He began to slash his opponent at an horrifying rate, his opponent stood his ground.
Zolin ran out of mana and fell to his knees. 'damnit, he's not all talk'
The northerner fell to the floor.
"eh..." Zolin opened his mouth, "he could've just fell when I was attacking him, why bother complicating things for me"
************
Jon climbed the stage,
"Ice shots"
The opponent got surrounded and shot by sharp ice cones and immediately collapsed in less than a minute. Jon was awarded 100AP.
As Rein climbed up he unsheathed white dragon, the vice principal looked from where he sat,
'that sword.... Hooo... I totally forgot' he smiled as he touched his long beards.
After the bow,
"unsheathing your sword before even the bow, you have no patience rich boy"
"I plan to finish this quick, I need AP"
"I'm not a easy opponent"
"I'll judge for myself if you are or not... 200 000!!"
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