Chapter 690 Tournament (2)

After they arrived, the first thing that happened was that Mo Ze Chen was pulled away by the staff member that helped him sign in.

This staff member was from the Hunters Organization and was told to take care of Mo Ze Chen, so they had been waiting for quite some time for him to show up, even though Mo Ze Chen did arrive right on time.

After Mo Ze Chen had been pulled away, the rest of the people that had come all went to find a place to sit down in the stands.

Even though these were only preliminaries, the stands were still filled with people.

While they weren't completely packed because this was one of the lower tier locations, there weren't that many empty seats either.

There were plenty of people that were willing to see these fights and since they couldn't get into the higher tier locations, they had no problems with settling with the lower tier locations. After all, even if this was a lower tier location, there were still members of the twelve great factions that were fighting here.

This was a match that normal people like them never would have had a chance to see at all.

Of course, the main reason for this was that the matches for the preliminaries didn't have an entrance fee. Anyone could come and watch the matches as long as they came to the arena.

For the twelve great factions that were holding these matches, this was naturally a loss since they had to pay to hold these matches and then they wouldn't be able to make any money off of them. After all, these matches were only the preliminary and it was very unlikely anyone would sponsor matches like these.

So without sponsors and without charging entrance fees, but still having to pay the costs of the arenas and the staff, there was no doubt that they would be suffering losses.

Logically, it would be normal for them to charge entrance fees, but the twelve great factions were adamant about not doing this.

Of course, they had their own reasons.

First, it was because most of the locations were owned by one of the twelve great factions and the workers were all people from the twelve great factions, their costs were minimal and could be basically ignored.

Second, since their younger generation were participating in these preliminaries, this was a good chance to show off their might and establish their reputation. In the long term, reputation was worth more than anything that they could gain with the small amount of money that they had lost holding these preliminary matches.

Of course, it wasn't as if every single faction would be gaining reputation.

There were certainly those that would lose out against those that were stronger and would lose reputation instead, but that was just the risk that they had to take.

It didn't take long for Mo Ze Chen to get his first match.

The person that he was matched with was a genius from one of the minor factions and he was someone that was only in the Mid Embryo Soul Realm.

However, if it was the past Mo Ze Chen, he might have struggled because he wasn't someone that was specialized for fighting. This genius from the minor faction had also received artifacts that would help increase his combat power.

After all, for this genius, he knew that there wasn't a chance for him to make it past the preliminaries and reach the finals. He was just a small genius from one of the minor factions, there wasn't much that he could ask for.

The only thing that he wanted was to defeat one opponent from the twelve great factions.

As long as he defeated someone from the twelve great factions, he would be able to raise his own fame and would have a chance to move up in his own faction. Or if he was lucky enough, he might get recruited by one of the twelve great factions.

However, all of that depended on how he did in this match.

It was just too bad for him that Mo Ze Chen had suffered through two whole weeks of training.

The current Mo Ze Chen was completely different from the past.

Even without calling Xiao Bai, he could easily deal with the person in front of him.

As the two of them met on the stage, the genius from the minor faction cupped his hands to Mo Ze Chen first before saying, "Thank you for this match."

Mo Ze Chen was confused when he saw how polite the other person was being, so he asked, "Isn't this just a normal match?"

The genius from the minor faction gave a laugh that had a clear tone of disdain in it as he said, "No, that was wrong. What I should have said is thank you for your sacrifice."

It wasn't hard for Mo Ze Chen to understand what this person meant by that, so he gave a cold laugh and asked, "Aren't you celebrating a bit too early?"

The genius from the minor faction didn't mind this at all since he was filled with confidence. The item that the elders of his faction had given him was something that had far surpassed his expectation, so he was certain that he would be able to win.

The genius from the minor faction just looked at Mo Ze Chen with a smile of disdain and said, "Those that are at the top just have that much more room to fall."

Neither of them spoke after that and took their positions on opposite sides of the arena.

The official on the side saw that both of them were ready, so he gave the signal for the fight to start.

As soon as the signal was given, Mo Ze Chen immediately shot out with a speed that didn't match his fat body and he arrived in front of the genius from the minor faction in an instant. Before the genius from the minor faction could even react, Mo Ze Chen's hand had already come out to slap him on the face.

It was a clean slap that the genius of the minor faction could see at all and as it rang cleanly in his ears, he felt his body being lifted up before being slammed into the ground.

By the time that he came back to his senses, all he could see was Mo Ze Chen's shoes in front of his eyes along with the floor.

It didn't take much thinking to realize what had just happened and the genius from the minor faction had been filled with shame. As that shame filled him, the flames of rage were also fanned in his heart.

He couldn't believe that he had been caught off guard like this and had let this fatty do this to him!

He was someone that was destined to be one of the top experts in the future had been humiliated by a fatty like this?

The fact that this fatty had been relegated to this place meant that he was clearly one of the weaker ones from the twelve great factions, he should have been easy picking for someone like him! Yet this fatty had slapped him to the ground!

He couldn't accept this!

The genius from the minor faction slapped the ground under him and pushed himself up.

As he stood up, he pulled something out of his storage ring that he immediately crushed in his hand.

As soon as that ball was crushed, there was a bright blue energy that filled his cupped hand as the sound of electricity filled the air. Then when he finally stood up, he suddenly pushed the hand that was glowing in the direction of Mo Ze Chen while shouting out, "Die!"

This was the trump card that he had been saving, the trump card that he had received from the elders of his faction.

This was a crystal that had stored a full power attack from someone in the Peak Embryo Soul Realm. As long as the crystal was crushed, the one that had crushed it could release this attack at a target of their choosing.

This genius from the minor faction didn't hesitate at all to throw this bolt of lightning right at Mo Ze Chen.

He had thought that he could take care of Mo Ze Chen with the High Embryo Soul Realm Weapon and the High Embryo Soul Realm pet that he had received, but now he didn't hesitate to use this crystal as he lost his rationality to his anger.

He just wanted this fatty to die!

However, when Mo Ze Chen saw this, he didn't panic at all.

,m Instead, he just jumped two steps back and suddenly raised his right hand to place it right in the path of the bolt of lightning.

The genius from the minor faction saw this and broke out in a wild smile.

This fatty was dead!

But it didn't go the way that he thought it would go.

As soon as the bolt of lightning hit Mo Ze Chen's hand, it didn't burn him or electrocute him as he had thought, rather the bolt of lightning seemed to disappear as soon as it hit Mo Ze Chen's hand. However, it wasn't as if all traces of this bolt of lightning had disappeared.

There was a blue glowing ripple that appeared in Mo Ze Chen's right arm, rippling through his layers of fat.

This ripple continued up his right arm and reached his chest before heading to his left arm.

Then once it reached his left arm, Mo Ze Chen suddenly turned to raise his left arm, pointing at the genius from the minor faction with two fingers.

Out of the tip of those two fingers, the same bolt of lightning from before flew out and hit the genius from the minor faction.

As he was thrown out of the ring, the genius from the minor faction could only look at Mo Ze Chen in disbelief.

What had just happened?