Pokemon In Cultivation World

Blake was walking to the arena where the examination will be hosted. She looked around, amazed at the amount of people going to watch or participate.

She didn't worry about losing the way because Ye Xia told her where it was, and there was a huge crowd of people going there too. If you also include the map the Pokedex had, she would need to be as intelligent as a potato to lose her way.

Upon reaching there, she went to the place where the disciples registered themselves as participants. She had to write her name in a jade tablet and hand it over, using her own Qi to carve it. Sects normally used wooden tablet and ink, but this prodigal sect unnecessarily used jade for it.

Blake was initially worried about not being able to write her own name as she didn't learn how to write Chinese characters, but her body moved by itself on instinct and she perfectly wrote it.

She was told she was part of the first batch of disciples to fight, so she wouldn't need to wait too much. She walked into the arena.

'Woah, this looks like a soccer match.' Blake couldn't help comparing the sight to the crowded soccer stadiums on Earth and the ancient roman coliseums. The place was a bit bigger than those to accommodate everyone and to have enough space for all fights. Even though the crowd watching wasn't small, the size of the arena made it look like the place was a little empty.

Blake couldn't help but wonder how much money the sect had spent making two arenas of this size in a era with no modern tools to help. She also heard that both arenas were made of a certain rock tougher than normal to not break from the fights that happened every year.

She sat somewhere in the audience and waited for her turn to fight, taking something to eat out from her space ring.

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Both arenas had something like a VIP area, a place where Elders and their direct disciples gathered. The majority here were outer sect Elders as inner sect ones don't really care that much about this competition unless a rare genius is participating.

Today though, there was a surprising guest here. Elder Su, or Su Hao, Fang Qing's master. Outer Elders were respectfully gazing at him, some tried to fawn over him, but he drove them all away with hand gestures without even bothering to utter a single word.

He sat on a chair, resting his head on his fist. There was a young man standing behind him with his hands on his back, he was Xi Ding, one of his direct disciples and Fang Qing's Senior Brother.

"Master,Junior Brother Fang is sitting together with the outer disciples." Xi Ding had a slight look of disdain as he talked about it. He thought that sitting together with outer disciples was something below them, who were not only inner disciples, but were also direct disciples of an powerful Elder.

Of course, his dislike for Fang Qing was the major reason. Fang Qing attitude with most people was cold, and this included his Senior Brother. Together with the fact that Fang Qing talent was very good and he was closer and closer to surpassing Xi Ding, the impression he had of Fang Qing was of a impolite, arrogant brat.

"Let him. Where and with who he seats doesn't matter." Elder Su didn't even turn his head to reply.

"Yes, Master." Xi Ding cupped his fists and bowed.

Su Hao seemed to be looking for something as his eyes wandered around in the arena from above, the distance was nothing for his vision. He finally found he was looking for.

'A girl with red hair...'

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Blake suddenly felt some goosebumps on her back and lightly shivered. She seemed to feel something.

'Weird, the weather today isn't cold...'

"Disciple Yang Feng!" The judge took out a jade tablet and read the name on it.

"Disciple Blake!"

As soon she heard the judge call her name, she tossed this matter out of her mind and quickly ran down to the stage.

Blake was on the opposite side of the arena from the other disciple,and as soon as she walked into the stage, she seemed to pass through a an almost invisible, transparent barrier. Every section of the stage had various arrays set into it, a array that prevented sound from entering so they aren't disturbed by the crowd, a barrier to prevent attacks from flying out into the audience, and one that stopped fatal blows from happening so the disciples could unleash their full power.

The stage had twenty different sections, each one with equipped with the same arrays. Blake was more and more amazed at the sect spending power.

The judge started to explain the rules to them as soon as they entered the stage, and there only a few rules.

1. No poison.

2.No recovery medicine.

3.No dragging out the match, or both participants are punished.

There were no rules about killing because the array prevented fatal blows or something that could cripple your opponent, and when a fatal blow happens to someone, a easily seen red glow will come out from them, and they will lose the match.

Excluding that, there were no rules about needlessly torturing your opponent, so someone can slowly and painfully beat their opponent down instead of quickly finishing them off. The sect decided to do it this way so the disciples can sort out their grudges on the match, and so that the disciples who were tortured to grow faster in their d.e.s.i.r.e for revenge.

Blake slowly unsheathed her sword while intensely staring at her opponent, who was also a swordsman. Both were wearing the sect uniform, the boy had the standard Asian black hair and eyes.

"Fight!"

"Hyaaa!"

As soon as the judge sent the signal to start, the boy ran at Blake at full speed. Blake just calmly stood there in the usual sword stance she had. As soon as the boy got close to her, he tried to slash her neck with a side swing. The speed of the sword was pretty fast.

Even then, like she had predicted the future, Blake just did a single step backwards and avoided the sword by centimetres. She then just calmly swung her sword down. The boy who put all his force on that swing once he saw Blake not trying to avoid was incapable of stopping his momentum and defending in time.

*Thud*

Blake hit the boy's head with full power and he immediately fainted and fell down to the ground, as the array didn't block pain. His body was releasing a easily seen red light.

Blake was somewhat surprised.

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