Journey Of An Unknown - Chapter 25

Everyone was laughing at Zou Shen result silently or openly. 1 star was an amazing result, it was the first and the last result to be like this. One could even say it was the most unique result in the whole inner energy test. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，

Everyone started to laugh to even more some rolling about in their seats, when they of the result like this. Even the other participants who were sitting in the fighters seating area looked at Zou Shen result and laughed, they were proud of their results now. No matter how bad their result was at least it would not be something like activating just 1-star design on the Star stone pillar.

Xiaoshan laughed quietly as it would break her image of a cold heavenly beauty. Only Xinling,

Hanrong and Ruozhen didn’t laugh at Zou Shen result. Specially after they had seen what happened with the Star stone pillar and the tear in the sky. They felt like Zou Shen had fooled everyone with his act of being an idiot with his abysmal result.

Xinling and Ruozhen knew that Zou Shen was fooling everyone as he had told them he didn’t really care for the tournament much and would even drop out of it eventually. The one who was most shocked was Hanrong as he heard what the soul in his ring said to him about the matter.

“He is playing everyone as idiots, and everyone is falling for it. He did something to that Star stone pillar himself, even opening the tear in the sky. I saw him instantly kick the pillar to destroy the evidence. Everyone has fallen for it and are the true idiots in this moment. As I said before do not go against him if you want to live in the future. He doesn’t care about this tournament or the results of this selection tournament.”

He understood what the soul in his ring said, Zou Shen was indeed dangerous, but he was also glad that he didn’t seem to care for this tournament. Now he only had to not meet him as an opponent, and he would certainly be the champion of this selection tournament.

Still Hanrong was very scared of Zou Shen as he remembered how he had also forgotten about Zou Shen if the soul in his ring didn’t notice Zou Shen again and remembered about him, he would also not remember Zou Shen was here in this tournament. It was like he didn’t exist in this world and would leave the senses of people and their memories.

In Hanrong judgement Zou Shen was someone who should never be forgotten, or it would result in their death. Still he was forgotten by everyone very instantly like he had a mysterious power over this world to exist in it or not.

Zou Shen was just meditating with his eyes closed as he was busy thinking about a certain secret, he found out just a moment before. He was instead happier that no one truly suspected him about anything, even if they did, they wouldn’t know the truth. He would let them laugh at him like he was an idiot clown instead of them discovering what he had found out.

The people in the special seating area also laughed at Zou Shen result except for Ruozhen. Soon Elder Chun got up from his chair wiping the tears of laughter.

He jumped from the special seating area and appeared instantly on the platform. He then spoke to the crowd loudly with his voice reaching everywhere in the Grand Arena.

“We have our 8 cultivators who will automatically pass to the next round. Congratulations to them all and now we can finally start the first round of the selection tournament. Let us cheer once again for our amazing participants for the Red Rain Sect’s Selection Tournament.” The crowd cheered and roared again; the sounds being heard everywhere in the city.

Soon the first-round matches started, they were a sight to behold. The cultivators of the first round gave it their all and some more. All the matches were close as anyone during a fight could win.

One fight was very close, one of the cultivators was a mid-tier clan’s genius. He was the shinning star for his clan’s branch family where he came from, and they all hoped for him to do great in the selection tournament. Sadly he hesitated during a crucial not using his trump card, his opponent seized this small mistake caused by him and won the match.

The genius was utterly devastated that he was defeated in the very first round. His pride and ego were broken on the spot, it would take him some time to recover from this loss. His clan were also sad at the result, they knew he made a mistake not using his trump card. They also knew why he hesitated as he could use the trump card in the next round when fighting against one of the 8 who were waiting in the next round tomorrow.

He might be even stronger than his opponent, but that hesitation caused him to lose the match. He could have gone far or not, now no one would know as went out of the tournament on the first day.

Still the Red Rain sect didn’t kick the people who lost out, they could come everyday to be seated at the fighters seating area to look at the other matches. Learn from others, they were not forced to stay and wallow in their defeat. They could leave anytime they wanted and not return for the entire duration of the tournament after their loss. Still it would be beneficial to remain and learn even in loss, it just depended on their mental strength to withstand the loss in the first place.

The genius was broken so he left the Grand Arena to be alone for a day, the members of his family who came to cheer for him also left to console him. No one could fault him, but it also showed where he lacked and what caused his loss was not a one-time thing. He was slow to make decisions and that cost him his chance in the selection tournament.

His opponent was strong in this aspect as he quickly capitalized on a small window of his mistake and won the match even if might be weaker than the genius who lost. The genius decision was slow, and his opponent was quicker hence the obvious result for veterans of combat. In real life or death fights the opponent will not wait for you to make important decisions and let you execute your grand plan slowly. You may not be the fastest in combat, but your decision making had to be quick, otherwise your death would be assured.

There were many exciting fights like this one after another, it really showed that everyone in the selection tournament was strong even the participants who lost were not be laughed at they could easily stand out among group of cultivators easily. They would certainly have a future ahead of them if they recovered from this loss.

Of the two winners from the other groups in the open round none won, one of them was easily beaten and the other had a close fight but lost to the opponent’s trump card.

It was evening now and the whole tournament lit up now with large lanterns lighting up the whole stadium. It was a beautiful sight to behold, even Zou Shen was amazed by its beauty.

It was soon the very last match of the day; the officials had almost forgotten him when writing the names for the first round. His name was put very last as they found out they found there were supposed to be 8 matches today with 16 fights and they had only written 15 names. Hence, his match being the very last one of the days.

Zou Shen opponent was a cultivator named Yan Shui; he was built like a bald mountain. Large body with all muscles, if anyone were to judge how he fought it would be said that he had powerful attack and a strong defence but slow speed of attack speed and movement.

He knew better as in the usual scenarios and this Yan Shui being backed a mid-tier sect didn’t look stupid to have his weakness be this obvious. He could guess that he knew some fast movement skills and his attacks were quick, Yan Shui probably would surprise anyone who went against him fighting like he was a slow giant.

Yan Shui was the first one to enter as he held his head up high, looking prideful and arrogant. He knew he was going to win against Zou Shen, he had remembered how he had talked big in the waiting hall. Making him angry to no end but he didn’t let his anger show on his face right now. He would pummel Zou Shen and teach a lesson to him and others who thought to challenge the established genius cultivator.

He was very sure of his victory even if Zou Shen had trump cards he had his own surprises in hand which everyone was who fought with his was oblivious to, it was that he was a fighter who specialized in speed not in raw physical strength and defence like his body would make one believe at first. This gave him the assurance that he could surprise his opponent at the very start gaining an advantage.

Yan Shui was just sad that there were very few people left the Grand Arena to watch him crush this ant before him. Many people had already left the Grand Arena as this was the first round and the last match, nothing of importance would happen that they should stay and watch till the very end.

All the participants had also left to enjoy the evening and night in the Feathers Peak city. The winners were out in the city training at their lodgings for tomorrow. Even Xinling left with Ruozhen as he told her that it would be best as no one would still make a connection between Zou Shen and Ren clan.

Only very few people were watching this last match, only the judges and officials of the selection tournament remained. Everyone from the special seating area left. Even Yan Shui sect elders, fellow disciples congratulated him and already left to spend time in the city. To them all his victory was assured fully and certainly unless the judge was bribed to favour Zou Shen.

Yan Shui and Zou Shen met in the middle of the platform under the late evening sky as it would soon become night in a few minutes.

“I Yan Shui, greet Lord Shen to go easy on me during this match.” He bowed towards Zou Shen in greeting. The judges and officials of the match laughed when they heard Yan Shui’s greeting.

“I Zou Shen, greet the weak Yan Shui and will do as you requested by going easy on you.” He took

Yan Shui greeting literally, even if he knew his greeting was meant to humiliate him. He greeted Yan Shui with a loud and clear voice, spreading his words through the near empty Grand Arena.

The judges and officials choked on their laughter when they heard Zou Shen greeting, they all thought the sharp on his mouth was too much to handle. It would make any go mad with rage.

Yan Shui almost popped the veins which appeared on his head as he turned red in anger upon hearing Zou Shen greeting. He wanted to kill Zou Shen right now, but the match hadn’t even started but when it did, he would soon show no mercy to this sharp-tongued fool.

The announcer then announced the start of the match. “Yan Shui against Zou Shen.”

Soon the gong was rung to start the match. Yan Shui instantly disappeared in front of Zou Shen using his movement martial technique.

Zou Shen was standing there calmly with his eyes closed, he didn’t smile ever since the gong rung. His face showed no emotion, he was fully focused on the fight he was currently in.

Zou raised his right left hand up towards his face, soon the leg of Yan Shui appeared flying towards his face on the right side, and his hand blocked it. Before Yan Shui could fully appear out of his movement technique to launch more attacks on him, Zou grabbed the right leg that attacked him and lifted his arm with Yan Shui held on in the air then chucking the giant muscle body of Yan Shui back forward like a straight thrown dagger after it was caught in the air.

Yan Shui raised his hands forward as he was about to hit the ground with high speed and force to lessen the speed from flying above the ground like a straight thrown dagger slowly descending on the ground. The moment his hand touched the surface of the platform the front skin on his fingers and palm peeled off showing his finer and palm bones buried deep inside the layer of skin.

He wanted to retract his hand, but he couldn’t at this immense speed and force. In the air he had some control over his fate but once he touched the surface with his hands his fate was locked.

After a while his body stopped on the edge of the platform. Yan Shui wanted to use his legs to get up, but the pain signals reaching his brain were too much resulting in him just laying there screaming loudly in pain and misery.

There was a trail of peeled of skin and blood from the point where his hand touched the surface of the platform. Yan Shui was screaming in pain as his hands bleed like rivers of blood.