“Wait.” The voice came from the main judge.
“Main judge? What do you mean… ?” The judge that was organising felt doubtful.
“This kid easily dominated the outer disciples contest and got first. His understanding and potential is immeasurable. I think we can give him a chance.” The white-bearded old man said.
Zhao Feng looked gratefully towards him. He had helped him more than once.
“I oppose!” A cold voice sounded from opposite corner. The person was Zhao Tianjian.
“Every country has their own rules! How can rules be changed for one person? If they arrive late for the main tournament, then it is obvious that he is disregarding the rules!” Zhao Tianjian said righteously.
Zhao Feng felt sick. He was late because Zhao Tianjian had sent assassins after him.
Now, Zhao Tianjian was stopping him from entering the tournament.
“You’re right! Zhao Tianjian is correct! We can’t let people like him through the back door.”
“Heh, this kid can wait for the next tournament three years later.” Many people looked gloatingly at Zhao Feng.
The high ups of the Zhao sect started to discuss among themselves. This year’s contest was very important. Not only some of the elders arrived even the head of the sect “Zhao Tiancang” was here. Their point of view was different compared to others. They would rather raise more geniuses than care about rules.
“What do the two main judges think?” The head of the sect Zhao Tiancang said expressionlessly. There were three people who had the most power in the main tournament: the head of the sect and the two main judges.
“I support Zhao Feng. It’s better for the sect if we have more geniuses.” The white-bearded main judge said. Immediately, all the people turned to look at the other main judge. The other judge was a white-robed old man.