The voice sounded the official start of the family sparring contest.
The field went quiet.
“The first round, group elimination! The contestants will be split into ten groups, spread over the ten stages. Now we will start splitting the groups……”
Under the sect’s guidance the outer disciples were split into ten different groups
“Number 188, seventh stage!”
Zhao Feng headed towards the seventh stage.
The rule was that, in every stage, ten people would be chosen out of the fifty-ish people to proceed to the next round. For example, Zhao Feng’s group had fifty two people, and only ten of them would proceed to the next round.
Using his left eye, Zhao Feng scanned across the ten groups and realised that the group splitting was rigged. The most obvious was that the top ten disciples were all in different groups.
For example, Zhao Yue, who was first had been sent to the first group. Zhao Yijian and Zhao Yufei, were sent into the second and third group respectively. This meant that the top disciples would not meet too early on.
“Every group has an even spread of strong and weak disciples. This means that there will not be many youths that will advance through luck.” Zhao Feng nodded his head in agreement.
Next, Zhao Feng started to survey the ones that threatened him most.
The strongest was Zhao Chengang, who was ranked seventh amongstthe outer disciples. Zhao Chengang stood tall as his peak of the third rank aura spread out.
To be able to rank in the top ten amongst the outer disciples meant that they had their own forte. Zhao Feng was taken aback when he felt a familiar person in group seven. It was a beautiful figure clothed in white.
“Brother Feng.” Zhao Xue said as she looked at Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng nodded in response.
“Little Xue! It is alright. Brother Yijian told me to beat up Zhao Feng and make him be unable to achieve a good result.” Zhao Chengang, who was ranked first out of the group, said as he walked towards Zhao Xue.
“You………..” Zhao Xue was going to say something but stopped herself from doing so.
She did not know why she did not want Zhao Feng to achieve a good result…..
At this time the tournament started.
“Thirteen vs Sixty-five!”
“Forty-eight vs Three hundred and fifty-five!”
“One hundred and seventy-nine vs Twenty-four!”