Chapter 76: Competition

"Start" as the cold and mechanical voice reverberated through the stadium, two silhouettes disappeared from sight. The two moved very fast, very fast that the wind created from it could tear a human to pieces. 

Not much longer, flashes of gold appeared in the air as a metal clashing with another was continuously heard. 

Within a minute, they had already clashed 40 times!

This was an unimaginable thing, that meant they will clash against each other every one and a half second. Not to mention clashing with every one and a half second, they also had moved a few meters away from the previous spot they had clashed. 

...

As Cylius watched these two clash, he could already see the outcome of the battle. The winner would be the one who had killed the purple haired person before they entered the spaceship. The one with the brown hair and golden eyes. 

Since he was interesting, Cylisu had already memorized his information. 

His name was Huang Shui. An unusual name within the current world but some people still use it. 

It was said that he was abandoned by his parents when he was young, so the federation took him into care. Except for the unusual golden eyes that shined brightly since young, he was completely average. Ordinary in all aspects. 

No extraordinary history nor anything special. 

But Cylius could somehow see that he had killed a lot of people, and by a lot, he meant thousands. 

Although these blank eyes looked void of any emotion, he could see that Huang Shui was constantly looking for battle and a way to excite himself. More precisely, he wanted to feel alive.

...

Name: Hei Jin 

Race: Hybrid (human-behemoth)

Tier: 2

Runes: Metal(21.78%) Death(0.1%)

Strength: 10

Speed: 10

Agility: 10

Soul: 10

Mana: 10

Lifeforce: 10

Active skills: [Golden Destruction lv.2] [Elemental Submission lv.1] 

Passive skills: [Chaos] [Stability] [Sword Mastery lv.3] [King of Monsters]

Description:

[As a hybrid of the great behemoth clan and also the noble human clan, he has huge potential. With a huge amount of power and potential from birth, he had been deemed dangerous by the heaven, resulting in him getting abandoned.]

...

Seeing this, Cylius grinned slightly as he remembered the details of the ancient behemoths.

They were the lords of the monsters and had a chaotic personality. Hence, they were also the first to invade the human universe. While for other creatures, their fifth-tier was considered absolutely terrifying and forbidden to humans as no technology or weapon known by mankind could kill them even with the current technology now. 

However, for the behemoth clan, they were taken as terrifying once they had become a fourth-tier domain existence. They could be killed for sure but at the same time, they were too bizarre and abnormal to be hurt. 

Thinking of this, Cylius can't help but laugh, what foe was this heaven has that its making all these abnormal people? Maybe it wasn't him that the heaven sought, but another. A far more terrifying one. 

Not to mention adding all these to one section, what was going to happen? 

Thinking of this, his eyes slowly turned cold as a glimpse of darkness appeared before him before vanishing. 

The fight had ended with Hei Jin gaining the upper hand in one of the clashes and severing the arm of his opponent. Although the opponent wanted to continue fighting, due to his injury he was immediately overtaken and pushed to the ground with a sword next to his throat. 

Cylius didn't know why Hei Jin didn't use his rune and even limited his power to 2 for all stats. Maybe he enjoyed fighting and wanted to engage in a fight purely depending on sword mastery. 

Hei Jin seemed to be unwilling to unless his full power, as for why, he didn't know. Maybe it will lead to an undesirable outcome. 

"Winner - 782019" the screen showed as Hei Jin was teleported out of the arena. The match had ended so the next match was beginning right now.

"Participant number 928044, your match is beginning now. Please prepare to get teleported." the notification appeared on his smartwatch.

The fight had already gone for a few matches and it was just right that he would be called over. 

From the thousand platforms, the people of the various academies were seeing the competition from the top. They could place their attention over multiple places which made them able to take notice of young geniuses. 

For the fight happening right now, he didn't want to make it a long battle. A quick and neat one would just be right. Thinking of this, his body disappeared from place and was teleported to a platform where he saw another person standing over there. 

The person was huge with a height of 3 meters and a muscular body. He also carried a giant sword on his back that looked heavy. 

"3" 

"2"

"1" as the same mechanical voice from before sounded, his opponent prepared for the battle without taking him lightly. His muscles had started bulging out with his body also becoming bigger almost reaching 4 meters. With a ferocious look, he had absolutely become a giant. 

For Cylius, his nails grew to become long and sharp. It had a black metallic sheen to it with a slim body. 

"Start" as soon as the voice sounded, Cylius's body disappeared from place as the expression on his opponent became surprised. 

However, the next moment, Cylius appeared right in front of him and had his hand in a position of striking at any moment. The next moment, it launched forward as the long nail pierced through the forehead of his opponent, immediately piercing through it. 

After it pierced his head, he once again disappeared and appeared where he was previously. Landing lightly on the ground, his robe fluttered slightly. 

Opposite him, blood suddenly splashed from the hole pierced through him as the giant body of his opponent fell in a large bam. 

"Winner - 928044" looking as if nothing had happened, he appeared where he was when he was spectating Hei Jin. There was no emotion on his face, people could be killed in the competition before the final 1000 began. There would be no repercussions in the starting matches but if it were to get into the final 1000 and someone were to get killed, the person who killed would face a heavy punishment.

Continuing on, he made the matches low profile yet quick. Although he has attracted some attention for himself, it was only a little bit. He needed he rankings not the attention and fame. 

With attention placed on him, he might be able to get into good master with lower talent but there would also be the side effect of him having fame and attention wherever he goes. 

His talent was already enough to enlist him in some top grade academies, he didn't need the fame to become a disciple of a great figure. 

... 

The matches continued and just like Cylius, Fanton would also kill his opponents in an instant where Garen would torture them and have some fun if they are a female before killing them. 

Although it was indecent, it was considered according to the rules by the system so no one stopped him. There might be techniques like using seduction to seduce one's opponents before having sex with them and absorbing their yin to make themselves stronger so it was considered fine by the system. 

Cylius paid attention to one match where his interest was piqued. It was a battle of a blonde girl and a young boy. The blonde looked very beautiful with her facial figures fit in perfectly, showing a charming yet cold look. 

This person was the granddaughter of a big general from the army. Said to possess the genes from her grandfather, she was blessed with immense potential as a soldier. 

From young, she was trained to have a reaction time much faster than other people and also had mastered various martial arts and had reached the third stage of her family secret art - The Blazing Sun. 

This had quickly become a sensation as it was told that the youngest person who had reached the third stage was 20 years and this person was exactly the grandfather of Velin Fotia, the Fire Devil Ergo Fotia. 

Opposite this person was Farold who had calm and peaceful eyes. 

Although this woman was famous, Cylius had a hunch that Farold didn't know about her. It could be seen from his state of existence.

"Start" even though the system declared that the match had started, neither of the participants made a move. They just keep standing where they are, expecting the other's attack. 

However, after realizing that the other wasn't making a move, their eyes met.

"You make a move first, if you can injure me even one bit, I will surrender" the voice of Velin Fotia resounded. 

However, Farold didn't have the intention to make a move either. "You make a move first, if you can injure me even one bit, I will surrender" Farold said the sentence, copying from Velin.

After hearing this sentence Velin was immediately taken aback and after a moment of blankness she suddenly had her brows furrowed, apparently looking annoyed. Although she was annoyed, it didn't mean that she was going to lose her cool. 

"You are going to regret it" said Velin before a little metal ball appeared before her, transforming into a long and slender sword. 

Seeing his opponent angered, Farold didn't care one bit. Did she comprehend a rune? did she have a powerful bloodline? She may, but to him, she didn't appear to have become a second-tier at all.

As soon as the sword formed, flames started coming out of her body as a flame armor formed, making her look just like a mighty warrior princess. Her long blonde hair fluttering and her fire constantly moving even though there was no air was strange but this wasn't of concern to the battle that was going to happen now. 

After lunging herself forward, she swung the blade at Farold intending to cut his arm.

But it didn't take long for the battle to turn opposite as with a point from Farold, all the flames of Velin were extinguished with Farold's finger also laying right in front of her eyes. 

Velin's pupils unintentionally trembled as she could see a large majestic dragon taking shape behind him, roaring toward the heavens. The dragon looked incredibly majestic and scary as stare from it could force the tiny Velin to fall down to the ground, kneeling with one leg on the ground with her head lowered down. 

At this moment, Velin experienced how big of a mistake she made.