Ashen also looked at Mo Fan's ring. He was surrounded by almost eight disciples. They were the only ones left. All the other disciples from the Phoenix Feather Sect had been eliminated.
It was clear that those eight disciples had decided to eliminate Mo Fan first before fighting with each other.
Ashen looked at the scene with curiosity. Was this protagonist going to be eliminated ?
Well, he knew the answer, he would somehow become victorious.
He was just watching to see how.
Since no one else could interfere in the tournament, it was clear that Mo Fan must have some hidden trump card that he would use and win.
It will just benefit Ashen to know about it beforehand.
Being surrounded by the eight disciples, Mo Fan had a conflicted expression instead of an afraid one.
And Soon Ashen saw him bite his lower lip, showing his discontent before standing in a horse stance with his fists to the side, next, he raised his right fist in the air as it began to get engulfed by a dark hue of misty aura.
The other eight disciples understood that he was up to something as they pounced at him together from all sides.
And that was when Ashen saw it, Mo Fan, with full force, struck the ground beneath him as small cracks appeared in the ring and the incoming disciples were sent flying out of the ring by the explosion of that intangible wave of energy generated by his fist.
Dust flew around as everyone could see that this was no ordinary technique.
Ashen was also quite surprised to see so much power being generated by a single skill.
, Mo Fan won but Feng Xue was baffled right now as she glared at Peak Master Xia:
"Peak Master Xia, Explain to me how he learned that skill. That skill had been banned due to the toll it puts on one's body. No human has a body that can withstand this skill, That's why that skill was named Heavenly Asura Fist. So why have you allowed him to learn it?"
Peak Master Xia quickly explained what happened, not daring to delay any longer:
"Sect Leader, When I sent him into the skill pavilion, he went into the hidden chamber by chance and when he came out of the pavilion with this skill, He told me that there was an old voice calling him towards the hidden chamber and when he entered it, an old man explained to him that he could use it because of the body cultivation skill he had learned in the Mo Family"
"When I asked him to describe that old man's appearance, he described the first sect leader who had been dead for so long. I think it was his consciousness that was left there!"
She explained with a deep bow in respect.
"Oh, so that's how it is. If he can bear the skill's toll then let him use it. With that skill, he may even be able to win this tournament!" Feng Xue ordered.
Peak Master Xia bowed as she answered: "Yes, Sect Leader!"
After Mo Fan's win, Ashen got up and left. There was nothing else to see. The protagonists would all win and Ashen would see them tomorrow in the tournament.
The next day, Ashen once again came and sat on his previous seat. Right now, in the arena, there was only one large ring in the middle of the arena to carry out one-on-one matches.
Chen Lu once again ascended to the ring, announcing: "Welcome everyone to the main tournament. The rules are simple - surrender, knockout, and stepping out of the ring are counted as elimination."
"Your opponents are decided by the ring number you fought on. For instance, if your ring number was 1, then your opponent will be the winner of ring 2, and so on."
"Now, the winners of rings 1 and 2, come to the ring for your match!"
As he said this, two men jumped onto the rings. One was a Crimson Sky sect disciple, handsome and lean, carried a sword on his back, however, it was resting in its sheath. His long black hair was tied into a ponytail with a bang falling to his left side.
The other wore a white sect uniform, showing that he was a sword shilla sect's disciple. He also carried a sword in his hand.
[Ding! Host, That is one of the protagonists that was detected, Protagonist Bai Leng!]
"Bai Leng... Oh, that genius of the Crimson Sky Sect? So he is that Bai Leng with a 7-star spirit like Han Yujin." Ashen murmured, gazing at the Crimson Sky Sect's disciple.
"Match Begin!" Chen Lu announced after leaving the ring and the match began.
Bai Leng stayed on his spot calmly, waiting for his opponent to attack first.
"Bai Leng, I know that you are stronger than me, but I'll not admit defeat so easily. Take this!" The Sword Shilla disciple yelled before dashing at Bai Leng with his sword emitting a shiny light.
The light made spectators cover their eyes, rendering them unable to see anything.
"I-I surrender!" These words reached their ears, however, they weren't able to see what happened. Follow current novᴇls on novel-fire.ɴet
They opened their eyes only to see Bai Leng, twisting his opponent's arm, and placing his opponent's sword at his neck.
"Match Over! Winner, Crimson Sky Sect's Bai Leng!"
The announcement was made as Bai Leng released his opponent before leaving the ring calmly.
Though most people were unable to see his movements, Ashen saw it clearly.
At the last moment, Bai Leng took a step back, out of his opponent's sword's reach. He then grabbed his opponent's elbow and pressed at its acupuncture point to bend it and place the sword at his neck.
He had skills, that was for sure. He didn't even unsheathed his sword throughout the match.
"Next! Participants come forward!"
, Matches passed before it was Ashen's turn to fight.
His opponent wasn't any protagonist, instead a normal peak nascent soul realm cultivator from the thunder peak Sect.
Ashen stayed calm, waiting for the match to begin.
"I surrender!" His opponent announced with a terrified expression on his face, raising his hand.
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(A/N - Thanks for reading. ^..^)