Chapter 270: Tournament Begins

In another room, Ah Chun was getting ready for bed. Her white skin glimmered in the soft candlelight that lit up the room. Her modest mounds exposed for the man in front of her to see. Her pink peaks were slightly erect as she knew what was to come. She walked over to the bed that Ning Shen was already in and slowly climbed on top of it. "If you keep staring like that, I might put my clothes back on."

"I can't help it when you are so beautiful." Ning Shen reached out and pulled Ah Chun to him before pinning her to the bed and kissing her lips.

Ah Chun giggled and reached down towards his manhood gripping it gently. "Someone is raring to go."

"This is also not my fault." Ning Shen said, kissing Ah Chun's neck lightly. He positioned himself just right and slid himself inside her. Ah Chun moaned softly and closed her eyes as she let Ning Shen do as he pleased, she enjoyed the sensation of him sliding in and out of her. As his pace picked up, her soft moans grew louder and louder until she felt him release inside her, sending her over the edge as she was brought to an orgasm. But with Ning Shen, it never stopped with one time. Soon she was flipped on her back and he once again drilled into her causing her to let out more screams of pleasure. Ah Chun already knew she was in for a long night.

The next morning there were 3 girls with sore hips and 4 with bags under their eyes, walking out of two separate bedrooms. There were also two people with rosy cheeks as well. Both Misaki and Ning Shen glanced at each other and gave a knowing nod. 

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Dragon God Colosseum

"Before I start I would like to thank all of you for coming to the annual Dragon God Tournament. We hold this tournament every year to give the sects of the mainland the right to better resources. I will say this now. The results of this tournament are final. Those who wish to oppose the results will be dealt with swiftly. What you do outside Dragon God City is up to you, but while you are in this city you will abide by its rules.

"As you all know our tournament will also have casualties. I suggest those who step up on this stage be prepared for the worst. I will ask that if you can stop before it gets to that point, that you please do. Also for you elders and sect masters, if you enter this stage or attack a contestant after they leave the stage, you and your sect will be disqualified and banned from this tournament from here on out. All land you own will also lose its protection and you will need to protect it yourself." The old man on stage had his hands behind his back and let out his immortal spiritual pressure across the crowd. He was one of the very few immortals in the Mortal Realm. And he was the one who oversaw the sect alliance that kept sects from having all out wars. This was set up to keep the mortals who had no cultivation out of the feuds sects may have and another reason this tournament was set up, so many thousands of years ago. 

"Now then, with that all out of the way, we will start with ten stages of one thousand each. We will need to whittle down these numbers a bit." The old man looked over the crowd with a smile. "Will each sect line up based on their rank and draw a number, please. Your number will be the stage you will be assigned to." The old man's gaze swept over the Misty Cloud sect seating area his eyes landing on faarel and then towards the sect master in purple robes who was sitting on the other side of the coliseum. The old man gave a slight nod before going to oversee the people drawing lots. 

Unfortunately for the old man who had thought his actions were discrete, was seen by three people. Bao Chen, Misaki, and Ah Chun. "Big Sister they are panning something."

"Heh… Let them plan. I will be slapping everyone off the stage as soon as it starts. Nothing to worry about." Misaki said calmly as she stretched her arms. She wondered how dumb these people were to even try anything against the sect she was in. Especially since she knew said people were scheming for her dragon girl. Just by the fact that they had the balls to even try to take something that belonged to her, Misaki was willing to play along for a while. She wished to slowly beat that pride and arrogance they have out of them.

As the lots were drawn a bracket showing the names of each sect on what stage appeared in the air above the colosseum. As Misaki looked at it, she noticed her Sect Master face turn pale. She chuckled and walked over patting him on the shoulder. "What are you so scared about? All those people will be slapped out off the stage soon, just watch. I guarantee I will make those scheming bastards dance." 

The Sect Masters expression slowly changed and color returned to his face when he remembered how strong she was. "You are right! I am counting on you." 

"That is more like it. Not only will I win the sect battle portion of this tournament but also the solo tournament as well." Misaki had planned to join both portions of the tournament. One was for the sects while the other was to choose the heavens chosen of the land. 

"Ahh! Big Sister I signed up for that too!" Misaki heard a voice coming from next to her and suddenly felt like she was not one hundred percent sure she could win the solo tournament anymore...

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