"Umm...There was sothing that I forgot about. In the fight three decades ago, the unrivalled man was given permission to fight, after being subjected for about half an hour defending the attacks. It was after this half an hour that he was tricked into being thrown out of the arena. The half an hour given to contestant lee ends....now!"
The announcent attracted the attention of everyone. But the content of the announcent disturbed everyone. It took everyone a second to comprehend what the announcent was all about, and those who understood the underlying aning had their eyes going high and wide. This was like releasing a jailed prisoner to run amok. The bristles of those who stood on the stage stood up as they readied themselves to face the resistance. They raised their guard against the dragon that got its choker unscrewed!
"Veil of Whiteness!"
A happy smile spread over his face as Lee had his head and shoulders drooping in joy. His stance was well footed, and his knees were slightly bent to lower the centre of gravity. As he uttered these words, those around him felt the waves of unknown depth rushing at them.
An astonishing display of lightning filled the arena to the brim. Like a holy angel descending on to the ground, the arena was too bright to behold. Around 86 people who surrounded Lee in the arena disappeared into the brightness. After a dozen of seconds, The border of the whiteness erupted and a wave of flickering lightning leaped out and dissipated into thin air. Those who were lucky enough to jump off the arena as soon as they heard the ssage thanked fate for letting them do so, as he saw the spasming bodies on the arena. A few spasd, but many were immobile and still like a stone. Numb and knocked out figures fell onto the arena floor like tree logs falling off the truck. The faint sll of roasted at and a wave of hot air greeted those who neared the arena.
At the centre of the arena was a man. His drooping figure and slightly bent knees luckily enabled him to maintain his posture even after intense electrocution. Lee thanked the sa fate that brought him to Zaxaluke, as he did the most reckless and dangerous thing.
You might have guessed it right. Lee released the Law fragnt of Lightning and the Thunder from his EsGen storage and showered it's blessing on those who stood on the arena, including him. He knows well about the behaviour of the law fragnt, so he used all the Mana he had to create a thick insulating cover around him, which also acted as a conductor to transmit lightning to all directions. In addition to this, he also channeled his own affinity to the Mana, which made him go mildly numb, while giving immunity!
The spectators were in awe. Like that one tree unyielding to the forest fire, Lee stood there and gave people a new perspective to look upon. Like the others, Lee too had the charred looks and burnt sll from his body. It's just that Lee's was a lot milder when comparing with others, who got roasted to their core. Many of them had their clothes disintegrated by the energized lightning.
*hushed audible voices*
For over a minute, Lee stood there like a statue, and then began to move. He sluggishly walked to the steps of the arena, descended it and headed towards where An, Mia and Tera were sitting.
*k-dak*
With a controlled fall, his ass kissed the chair with a faint voice. The crowd went bananas and began to chant Lee. Even with over two hundred people chanting out loud, nobody in the arena woke up. They were knocked out deep and would probably suffer from imbalance and discomfort, D assud and let Lee know.
"I won!"
Lee straightened his spine and raised his head, and his eyes caught the sky. After a brief mont of stretching, his numbness had subsided by a great extent. Seeing the respective sect and clan disciples removing their mates from the arena, Lee gave 9ut a muffled laugh. The trio saw this sight, but restrained their urge. He turned his head at An and skimd his eyes through the faces of Tera and Mia before bringing his eyes back to the face of his wife. She was, at the mont, checking his face and hands, as she saw the charred complexion and the sll rising from them.
"I am okay."
Lee saw the concern in her eyes and let her know that he was perfectly okay with what that had happened. She let go of his forearms and observed him. As Lee heard a pair of footsteps approaching, he turned his head and saw Drake Godson along with another old man. The second man wore a cultivator's robe, and the sword in its scabbard hanging from his waist confird Lee's visual assumptions. A noticeable resemblance between Drake and this cultivator caught his observations.
"The winner of the Piscerent City Tri-annual Tournant is Lee!"
That cultivator was Xavi Godson, the president of the Cultivator's Guild, and coincidentally the twin brother of Drake Godson. He shouted out aloud and the winner was decided. He also said that this is a historic mont for the first ti in the history, because a Tri-annual Tournant was concluded without semifinals and final matches, and in one day!
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4 P.M.
71965 Essence harvested.
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[The vitals of the bodies of those who are rescued are in good condition. That ans all of them are alive and we can later pay them a visit so as to steal them and their affinity souls. I have placed locators on the high level cultivators we ca across, so we can track them easily. Don't worry about them for now.]
The crowd soon dispersed from the clan premises and the area beca vacant, except for a few cultivator disciples glaring at Lee and his companions. Lee felt the glare and stare right into their eyes, which made them twitch and turn around to break the eye contact. The Alaqvier Academy disciples ca next to Mr. Drake and stood, while scanning Lee's charred attire.
"Can you introduce yourself? I am curious about your identity!"
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