Long Jinrui completely froze.
Qianyao had ignored him almost completely, limiting herself to yes or no answers, at most two or three words.
Yet the mont Qingyi appeared, everything changed.
She even removed the veil from her incomparably beautiful face, flashing him a smile.
"Young Miss Qianyao... what can this shaless young master do for you?" Qingyi bowed, watching Qianyao's beautiful face blush slightly.
The golden horns on her head shone under the beams of sunlight that entered the large room.
This sight only shocked Long Jinrui even more.
Qianyao had just blushed... no... not just that.
What on earth did Qingyi an by "this shaless young master"?
Why were they acting so intimately?
Jinrui's heart sank lower and lower, seized by a deep fury.
"I'll tear this bastard into a million pieces..." Jinrui growled, releasing his murderous intent, failing miserably to hold back.
Both Qingyi and Qianyao ignored Jinrui completely, even though they could sense his hostility.
"I'd just like to thank you for giving that flag," Qianyao said, looking away slightly, her face blushing even more. "And also for the good duel, it was an... interesting fight."
"Yes... I hope our duel today will be even better, hahaha. And a bit more beautiful too." Qingyi chuckled before turning his face.
Qianyao shuddered at that last part before turning her face away too, following Qingyi's gaze.
A pair of doors closed by steel bars suddenly opened, the last of the competitors finally arriving.
From these doors, a figure erged; tall and handso, with a thin but powerful body, large white horns and a right hand that seed to have been perfectly torn off, the ridians crippled so that it could not be healed.
That man's eyes swept over everyone there, focusing on Qingyi for longer than they should have before he finally announced: "The event is about to begin, follow ."
Long Jinrui was the first to step forward, following close behind the man.
"So this is Jinrui's father..." Qingyi thought, a soft smile escaping his lips.
In that brief mont when he was stared at, he could feel Jinrui's father's Qi falling on him with force, just the maximum he could use without being noticed by anyone there.
Truly, a man full of hatred in his heart.
Naturally, Qianyao was able to notice this, her draconic eyes second only to Qingyi's.
Even so, she did nothing but show a gentle frown.
Without any question, the rest of the group followed close behind, finally reaching the bottom of the stands, where they had a view of the entire arena and a scoreboard above it, with the na of each of the hundred competitors.
Unfortunately, as a hundred didn't make perfect sides for that kind of battle, so adjustnts had to be made, but that mattered little to those at the top.
Only the weakest had to worry about that.
The mont Qingyi saw that scoreboard, his eyes shone brightly.
Both he and Jinrui were on the right, both at opposite ends of the spectrum and would be fighting in the semi-finals.
Qianyao, on the other hand, was on the left and honestly, Qingyi didn't believe there were any enemies up to her there.
Turning his face slightly, Qingyi observed the luxurious platform above the arena, from where the patriarchs of the powerful peoples of that region and their families watched, the eyes of the patriarch of the dragon people focused only on his daughter.
"Greetings, young warriors." An ancient and powerful voice echoed, an aged figure appearing right in the center of the arena, watching everyone there with interested gazes.
This too was a dragon, with green horns, seeming to float on a cloud of butterflies.
It was a nature dragon beastman, one of the rarest types of dragons in existence.
"I am Elder Yu and I will be the organizer of this year's divine beast tournant..."
"Greetings, Elder Yu!" The young competitors bowed, greeting him in unison.
This was one of the oldest and most respected elders of the dragon people, alive for tens of thousands of years, just a short ti before his life would run out.
" Very well." Elder Yu cleared his throat, holding up a total of three fingers.
"Everyone here already knows how the tournant works, so I'll be brief. Naturally, fists and swords have no eyes or ears and deaths are natural.
Still, the mont I announce the end of a battle, it's over. No matter who it is, killing after that will result in imdiate execution." Elder Yu declared.
His eyes swept over everyone there, ignoring only Qianyao.
It was obvious that she was an exception to that rule.
He wasn't crazy to even think about getting his hands on the beloved daughter of an astral body realm expert.
In the end, that's how the world worked.So rules only apply to the weak.
"In addition, the use of any external artifact that does not depend entirely on the real power of its user, temporary power-boosting pills and also poisons is forbidden.
The use of any of these forbidden items will lead to the imdiate execution of its user."
Despite claiming to be brief, Elder Yu continued through a long list of rules before finally announcing the first battle, one that Qingyi honestly wasn't interested in.
Taking a seat in a corner, he glanced at his status screen.
[Na: Long Qingyi
Age: 21
Cultivation: Third stage of the flowing ridian realm (25,000,000,000 lust points to upgrade)
Affinities: Lightning: 500 - Sword: 500 - Fire: 500 - Ice: 500 - Charm: 1500 (can be upgraded in the lust store)
Spiritual roots: Transcendent-level three-colored spirit root (Lightning sword, fire, ice) (250,000,000,000 lust points to upgrade, new roots can be bought in the lust store).
Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Earth grade, 100,000,000,000 lust points to upgrade.)
Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Earth grade, 100,000,000,000 lust points to upgrade.)
Lust points: 24,802,489,741]
Just two hundred million and he could enter the realm of the enlightened soul...
"Ah... I should have been a little late..." He sighed, regretting not having paid more attention to these numbers, one more round with Linyue would not have hurt.
But that was okay, he was still certain of his victory.
After finally finishing the tournant and taking ti for his won, he would take so ti to make his breakthrough.
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