Chapter 963 One Battle, One Death

Grey's eyes trailed on the body of the six Peak Sage Plane Elementalists from the Nether Faction. Of the six, four were young men while the other two were young ladies.

He was still trying to figure out who Bill was when Sylvia leaned over and whispered, "You see that guy with the bushy eyebrows?"

Grey looked at the figure Sylvia spoke of and nodded.

"That's Bill. No matter what happens, if you come up against him, give up." Sylvia warned.

Grey raised his brow but didn't say anything. If he really decided to put his all, he didn't feel he would lose against Bill.

"The competition has not started yet, but just as usual, you're trying to dampen the spirit of my group." The leader of the Burchard Family group replied with a straight face, his expression didn't change one bit.

The leader of the group from the Nether Faction laughed out loud before turning to his group, "Remember to go easy on them, we don't want any accidents, like the last time."

When saying this, his voice wasn't particularly loud, but since everyone here was either in the Sage Plane or above, they had no issues hearing his words.

The faces of the Elders from the Burchard Family changed when they heard this. During the last competition, five people died, two from their Family and three externals. Not just that, but two more people were crippled.

Although they hated to admit it, those from the Burchard Family knew that their chances of winning this competition weren't up to thirty percent. Some of them even felt their chances had reduced since there was actually someone below the Late stages of the Sage Plane in their ranks.

The few Elders who watched Grey's battle felt that he won by luck.

Grey and those geniuses from the Burchard Family were not the only ones studying their opponents, those from the Nether Faction were doing the same, and as expected, Grey was the one who caught the most attention, the reason for this was simple, his realm was just too low.

'ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ N ovelBi(n)',

"They even brought someone in the Fifth stage, how badly do they want to lose?" Bill smirked when he saw Grey as he commented.

"It's natural. Instead of wasting too much time, they should give up early."

The geniuses from the Nether Faction were brewing with confidence, and it was clear they didn't think much of their opponents. To them, they had already won the competition and all they wanted to do at the moment was to step into the secret realm and train, breaking through to the Elemental Venerable Plane as fast as they could.

Both groups separated, each heading to their sides. Just like in the case of the Pyrmond and Syphilis Factions battle, there was a third party here as well to make sure the situation was kept under control.

A single individual appeared, but the faces of the leaders of both groups changed, and respect appeared in their eyes. In this world, strength reigned supreme, and the figure who stepped out of the Void was an old expert from the number one Faction in the Aurora Continent.

His eyes were hollow, and his hair white. He wore a white robe, with both hands placed behind him.

When he appeared, he didn't speak a word, nodding to both leaders before going to take a seat on the highest seat set up.

After he took his seat, both groups took their positions.

The rules were quickly stated and Grey's expression couldn't help but change.

'Why do they always make it hard for the weaker side?' He couldn't help but complain.

'It's life, the strong are always favored.' Void said calmly.

The rule of the contest was simple, there would be a one-on-one battle, and whichever side has more people wins. Given the advantage the other side has in terms of cultivation stage, it means that they have a higher chance of winning more battles.

Take for instance, of the twenty people on the other side, fifteen were to win, which means fifteen people who fight against the remaining five people from the other side. When both sides are on the same level, it was a fair rule, but with as much as a small difference in strength, the stronger side had a higher chance of winning.

'ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NovelB(i)n. ᴄᴏᴍ',

Those from the Burchard Family already knew the rules, and so did most of those participating. Since it was two sides against each other, it was almost always like this.

After the rule was stated, it was time for the battle to start. Since the Nether Faction is the previous winner, they had the privilege of challenging first.

Bill was the first to step on stage. His eyes trailed on the body of those at the Peak of the Sage Plane before looking away. He knew the plan, and he had to follow it. His eyes moved to those in the Seventh and Eighth stages, after some time, he picked a young lady in the Eighth stage of the Sage Plane.

p He didn't even bat an eye for Grey since he felt it was beneath him.

The young lady stepped on the platform. In such a battle, life and death could be decided in seconds. As long as the other party does not give up, one could continue attacking. The only time they were not allowed to attack was when they saw that the other party couldn't defend any longer. If they attacked after that, they risked getting killed by the old man at the side.

With both fighters on the platform, the battle started.

Bill moved like a lightning bolt, before the young lady could make a sound he was already standing before her.

Boom!

With a reverberating explosion, the young lady was sent flying.

The figure of the young lady crashed into the ground, lifeless.

Insta-kill.

Bill killed his opponent with a single, ruthless strike.

Grey sucked in a cold breath when he saw this. It was almost impossible for a Peak Sage Plane Elementalist to insta-kill someone in the Eighth stage, but Bill pulled it off with ease.

'He's strong.'