Chapter 49 – The White Armband (1/2)

Chapter 49 – The White Armband

“I surrender.”

Silence.

The crowd mutely watched the current scene unfold before them. A sixth rank cultivator had actually surrenderedbefore the fight had even started!

“What kind of battle is this?”

Some members of the audience complained, as they did not get to see the final battle of the batch.

“Batch forty-two’s battle has ended, and the winner is… Calron!”

The bald Elder yelled when he saw that the blonde haired boy had removed his armband. Although he was also a bit disappointed in not being able to watch more antics of that hilarious lightning boy, he still had to follow the rules of the tournament.

“Calron… so that is the funny boy’s name… “

The crowd muttered amongst themselves as they etched Calron’s name to their minds.

“Let’s see how he does in the actual ranking battles. Every single one of those disciples should be the strongest of their batches, so he won’t be able to con his way through the second round!”

Some members of the crowd whispered as they eagerly awaited the second round of the tournament. Although, they found the lightning boy amusing, they had still not seen any display of power from him.

“Disciple Calron, come in front to receive your new armband.”

The bald Elder stated in a serious tone.

“Uh, yes!”

Calron hurriedly replied as he got out of his daze.

He was completely taken aback when Tarth had suddenly surrendered. Calron was hoping for a decent battle, and he did not understand why Tarth would suddenly surrender.

Unbeknownst to Calron, his past incident with Tarth had deeply scarred the blonde haired boy and given birth to an instinctual fear within him!

Slowly walking up to the bald Elder, Calron patiently waited as the Elder took out a pearl-white armband from within a small wooden box, and presented it to Calron in front of the crowd.

“Regardless of what happened today, you are the final one standing and thus the victor of this batch. Congratulations, and this is the armband that will let you compete in the top fifty ranks. Good luck!”

The bald Elder said with an amused smile on his face.

“I will help myself then!”

Calron casually stated as he picked up the white armband and placed it on his right arm.

“Woohooo! Big brother won!”

A loud cheer suddenly erupted from the audience.

“Fatty?”

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“He won… he actually won!”

A red haired girl within the audience quietly whispered with utter shock on her face.

What surprised her even more than the dark haired boy winning was the fact that Tarth had actually willingly surrendered!

Having known the obnoxious boy for several years, Lora knew just how much pride the blonde haired boy had, and for him to do something like this, there must be another reason.

How could Lora know that Calron had already miserably beaten up Tarth before!

“Pfft, I still can’t believe he ripped someone’s robes off in a battle!”

Lora softly murmured as she burst into fit of silent laughter.

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“The second round will begin shortly, so quickly go to the main stadium and register under that white armband. You will then get your entry number and be officially recognized as the contender for the top fifty positions.”

The bald Elder stated, as he gave a rough pat on Calron’s shoulder.

“Yes, Elder! I will take my leave now.”

Calron replied as he rushed to meet up with Fatty.

“Big brother! I knew you would win! Look, I won too!”

Fatty excitedly yelled as Calron approached him, while simultaneously showing his white armband on his right arm.

Unlike Calron, Fatty had no restriction on revealing his element! After his battle had started, Fatty had viciously attacked every disciple near him regardless of their cultivation, until only disciples of the fifth and sixth rank remained in the ring.

Just with his cultivation of the third rank, Fatty had completely suppressed everyone!

He easily defeated even the fifth rank cultivators, and only the last sixth rank cultivator had given a slight resistance under Fatty’s brutal onslaught.

The reason for Fatty’s overwhelming strength hid within the Axier Family’s cultivation secrets! How could the cultivation techniques of such an influential family that even the city Lord of Vernia himself would have to pay respects to, be so simple?