Chapter 1498 - 1502: The Tournament Begins (Part 2)
Chapter 1498 - 1502: The Tournament Begins (Part 2)
"Sect Leader Brother, I’m fine. This kind of attack can’t cause serious injury to me." Lin Fei chuckled.
If relying solely on Lin Fei’s strength, this attack might have ended him, but at the last moment, Lin Fei used the power left to him by Qingfeng, combined with the might of the Demon Refinement Technique, so Lin Fei only suffered minor injuries, not serious ones.
"Since you’re not hurt, let’s go back."
Liu Muqing said, then headed to the place where the Martial Arts Tournament was held.
Lin Fei looked at Liu Muqing’s back in confusion and followed up, "Sect Leader Brother, what about him? What about her?"
"Him? We’ll deal with him at the Martial Arts Tournament; dealing with him now is useless, it’s just a waste of time."
Hearing Liu Muqing say this, Lin Fei understood Liu Muqing’s plan: to defeat the man in black at the Martial Arts Tournament, and by then, the man’s purpose would naturally completely fail; it’s likely not only the man’s plans but also the Murong Family’s!
Lin Fei hadn’t thought that far; he just thought this Martial Arts Tournament might involve a lot, especially since people from the Upper Realm had expressed their intention to participate. Thus, the final contest of the Martial Arts Tournament might already be decided, although whether a dark horse might emerge is uncertain.
In the sky, the man in black watched Liu Muqing leave, his face solemn. Liu Muqing’s strength in this Lower Realm seems to be the pinnacle, but although his power is not weak, it is still insufficient.
Compared to him, Liu Muqing’s strength, in his view, if it’s truly only this level, would likely find it hard to oppose him, unless the opponent has other means. Otherwise, he’s definitely not his match.
"I’ll see how you handle me. This time the Murong Family will certainly take the first place in the Martial Arts Tournament!" The man in black muttered a few words to himself, then disappeared from the area.
Lin Fei followed Liu Muqing back to the place where the Martial Arts Tournament was held.
This is a vast plain, with stages already set up, surrounded by tall walls, and also several buildings. These buildings were constructed in just two or three months; their internal structures are made of steel frames, and the tallest building is three stories, each floor having many single rooms providing accommodation.
Moreover, these steel structures can be quickly built and dismantled, most of the venue’s buildings operate on this principle. When the Martial Arts Tournament ends, it won’t waste too many resources or cause destruction.
In addition, Lin Fei and his companions arrived quite early; after all, Liu Muqing is now the Sect Leader of the Beidou Sect, and the Beidou Sect is the leader of all sects in the realm. In other words, the Beidou Sect won the last Martial Arts Tournament.
Lin Fei looked around; although there were many people, they were all composed of small families, coming here for some rewards and rankings, to gauge their strength levels.
The other large families might arrive in a few days and then undergo selection.
Lin Fei learned the rules of the centennial Martial Arts Tournament; they’re simple: divided by cultivation time. Simply put, those who’ve cultivated for a year compete against others who’ve done the same, those who’ve done it for a hundred years compete against similar opponents. Of course, the timeline isn’t divided year by year, but by decades.
So, if you have entered the realm of Ancient Martial Artist for a year, you’re categorized between one to ten years. If you’re unlucky, you might face someone who has cultivated for ten years, but that’s not anyone else’s fault.
Of course, one might ask how this timeline is verified. When members of these small families and large families enter the realm of Ancient Martial Artist, there’s a record kept and reported to the four major families, who manage the lists of other large and small families.
Meanwhile, the lists from the four major families are publicly disclosed, meaning their lists are open for others to view, and this openness is the same among sects.
Beidou Sect controls the lists of sects, from which they can gain a lot of useful information, and also recruit some people into the Beidou Sect. Hence, everyone hopes for a higher ranking, as more rewards come with it.
Additionally, for each age division, the top ten are identified; those in the top ten can challenge stronger opponents. If successful, they ascend to the special list, but opponents’ rankings remain unchanged.
Likewise, those on the special list often receive more rewards, including cultivation techniques, cultivation methods, some elixir pills, and divine weapons, etc...
Before the tournament started, Lin Fei didn’t stay there all the time but went home for a visit. The tournament lasts roughly ten-plus days, and it hasn’t started yet; Lin Fei decided to visit home with his brothers to reunite with his wife. Moreover, at the time, Lin Fei decided to bring them along to witness the event together; it is an opportunity not to be missed.
Back home, Lin Fei let his brothers each pick a villa to live in, while he spent quality time with his family.
Now Lin Fei is worried about another matter: regarding his children. As they’re growing up quickly, Lin Fei doesn’t know what to do, how to decide.
According to age, Lin An and Keke could already start cultivation, but he’s concerned that if they cultivate, it will certainly change their future. Lin Fei hopes his children can live their lives peacefully and safely.
But once they step into the Ancient Martial World, they’re intertwined with it forever, which Lin Fei hopes to avoid. He wants to endure all this himself; he doesn’t want his children to be unable to live properly in the future.
"What should we do, Shanshan?" Lin Fei asked Shanshan across from him, with others around them; several women present, Xia Xue and Xue Mei sitting together, Mu Shanshan beside Lin Fei, while Yumuo sat on Lin Fei’s lap, Qingfeng sat at the edge of the sofa watching TV.
Mu Shanshan watched the children playing outside; she didn’t know how to choose either. The children’s futures should be chosen by themselves, though they’re the parents, the children have their own lives. They just want to help their children avoid detours.
But now, it’s time to decide the direction of the children’s lives, and they’re truly struggling with this decision.
"Why not let them choose themselves? We don’t need to choose for them." Xia Xue spoke up at this time, drawing everyone’s gaze toward her.
"If that’s the case, let’s call the children over..."
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