Chapter 324: Polite and a Good Sport
Zi Delan strode into the arena to a mostly quiet reception. A few fights between the big three sects had already taken place, but somehow, he’d become the recipient of the honor of being the first Rising Tide Sect member to compete in the tournament.
Yay?
The entire contingent was there to support him, including Senior Sister, Senior Brother, and the sect leader. As if the pressure to do well wasn’t already intense.
Led by Senior Sister, all the Rising Tide Sect members cheered loudly, but they were the only ones excited to see Zi Delan. And the stands held thousands of cultivators. No one booed, but even their Poison Claw Sect allies observed in silence.
Senior Brother had told him to put all distractions out of his mind, though, and that instruction definitely included the crowd. Zi Delan was to focus on his opponent and only on his opponent.
And the guy was a brute.
Wearing the rough hewn pants and shirt of a clansman instead of a cultivator’s robe, the combatant had muscles on top of his muscles and stood at least a foot taller than Zi Delan.
Scary. Strong. Formidable. Intimidating. Those were his first thoughts upon observing the guy.
Zi Delan surreptitiously patted his pocket for his contingency ring, suddenly regretting that he couldn’t wear it since he hadn’t crafted it himself. The only reason he had it on him was that the sect leader demanded that it remain accessible at all times.
Neither could Zi Delan wear the battle robes the sect leader created since they had formations imbedded within. The clothes changing ring wasn’t even allowed onto the arena floor and had instead been left in Zhong Kun’s care.
The only equipment allowed that wasn’t created personally by the combatant was basic weapons. Luckily, Zi Delan and the others had received upgrades prior to departing for Sixth Flawless Flowing City, his in the form of an Orange Vigor Spirit Wood spear. The weapon was many orders of magnitude better than the basic one he’d been using, but the quality didn’t matter as long as it was based on material strength alone. Only advantages provided by arrays were against the rules.
In contrast, his opponent used only his fists. Of course, those were so gigantic and backed by such an enormous physique that they were quite an intimidating sight. The guy looked like a killer, scarier in appearance even more than Senior Brother.