Chapter 58: Tournament [2]
A clear chime echoed through the Coldwind Arena, silencing the crowd like the sudden hush before a storm.
A woman in flowing lavender robes stood at the center of the announcer’s platform.
Her voice, imbued with spiritual resonance, carried effortlessly across the massive coliseum.
"Welcome, one and all, to the opening round of the Coldwind City Championship!" she called, her tone bright and commanding.
"Today marks the beginning of a contest between proud heirs and hidden talents, a clash of conviction, cultivation, and destiny!"
The crowd roared in response, cheers rising like crashing waves.
Banners rippled in the wind, and excitement churned the air like a brewing storm.
The host raised one hand and called, "First match, step forward, Cultivator Ma Zhen, outer city rogue practitioner!"
From the waiting area, a young man in brown and faded grey robes stepped onto the stage.
His expression was calm, eyes sharp. Qi flared briefly around him, solid, dense, peaking at the upper end of Qi Condensation realm.
Among the spectators, murmurs followed.