Abel did not think much about his achievement and calmly stepped down from the sand to the gazes and cheers of the crowd. He knew that what he had done at this moment would raise waves, as, as a dark horse, everyone would want to know more about him.
And it was just as Abel had thought, many in the crowd, who despite the great talent that Abel showed, still did not take him seriously, after all, no matter how talented you are, without the strength to back it up, of what Would it do? But with Abel's most recent performance, he had struck the faces of these people, who immediately began to ask for him.
"So who is this boy really supposed to be? How come I never heard of him in the village? With such talent and strength, he shouldn't be someone unknown."
"Over there I heard that he is new to the village, and that, when he arrived, he was not even a cultivator, just a mortal."
"So that boy came to the village a long time ago? Who is he supposed to be looking after him then?"
Questions like this were being asked all over the place, even many village elders were interested in the boy, so one approached Elder Grant and asked:
"Hey Grant, I guess that kid already requested his martial techniques and cultivation manual from you, right, do you know anything about his background?"
Hearing this question, Elder Grant, who found himself with a dumbfounded expression on his face, collected himself, thought for a moment before shaking his head and saying:
"I know something about the brat, but if I tell you, chances are you think I'm lying to you."
Hearing this, the other elder just laughed and replied:
"At our age and with our strength is there a need to do that? Come on, say it, I trust you."
At this, Elder Grant just sighed in resignation and said:
"That boy was brought by one of the elders of the village a few weeks ago, when he arrived, he wasn't even a cultivator, and to top it all, he's only 5 years old."
At first the old man listened calmly stroking his beard and nodding to what the old Grant was saying, he was a bit surprised when he heard that the boy had gone from being mortal to this amazing power in a couple of weeks, but when he heard that Abel only He was 5 years old, completely lost his composure and involuntarily screamed:
"IS HE ONLY 5 YEARS OLD ?!, you have got to be kidding Grant."
This shout immediately attracted everyone's attention, who upon hearing this, the crowd again erupted into frenzy.
"Hell, is that kid only 5 years old? Impossible, just look at him, from the way he looks, he must be 11 at least."
"But that's what that old man from the village shouted, he can't be wrong."
"But if this is true, then, isn't that child's talent against heaven itself? He's only 5 years old, but he's already that strong, if they give him a couple of years, how high will he go?"
Conversations like that could be heard, but the old man didn't care, who directed a suspicious look at the old Grant, who simply looked at him as if to say, see, I told you, you wouldn't believe me.
Noticing this, the old man turned and looked in the direction of Abel, who was standing cross-legged and eyes closed, waiting for the next fight.
It was only after a moment that the old man just sighed and said to the old Grant:
"We are already very old, this world is for the new generation and young heroes like him."
Elder Grant nodded, but he knew that the elder in front of him still underestimated Abel, after all, he knew that Abel's innate attribute was fire, but in the 1st test it was announced that it was lightning, so left you 2 guesses.
"Either the boy's talent was thunder in the first place, asking for fire by mistake, which would make no sense, or the boy had dual attributes, both fire and thunder."
Thinking this far, Elder Grant just turned in the boy's direction, looking deeply at him.
"Brat, you did hide well huh, *sigh*, who knows what other secrets you hide."
On the other hand, the envoys also heard the old man's cry, and became extremely stunned, turning in the direction of the village chief to ask for an explanation.
Feeling the gazes on him and the pressure they exerted, the village chief broke into a cold sweat, responding quickly.
"It is true older, as far as my father told me, he is a boy who is 5 years old."
With the most pleasant smile and tone I can do, the village chief replied shyly, he knew that this time things would not be so simple.
It was just as he expected, upon hearing the confirmation from the village chief, they all turned in Abel's direction, astonished looks on his faces.
"Having a great talent only makes him a good seed to be cultivated, having a great understanding means that he will not have many obstacles to overcome his bottlenecks in cultivation, but that he also has great strength at his age. makes it dangerous."
With a penetrating look on his face, Clark said slowly.
Fred didn't add anything else, but he also looked at Abel with a meaningful look on his face.
Only the lady didn't seem to mind Clark's comment, looking back at Abel as he thought:
"It seems that those two have not realized it yet, what is scary about that child is not his strength, but his mental state, I would understand if he were an 11-year-old boy, since at that age here in Azur many cultivators experience the hell, but everything changes if it is a five year old boy, what did that boy see and experience to have such a terrifying mental state?"
The lady pondered a moment, but then sighed softly.
Soon, the new fights were chosen, Drake was "lucky" and went to the next round without fighting anyone, on the other hand, Lyan faced the girl with great water attribute talent, while Abel faced another boy who He was also at the ninth level of body refinement.
"If things continue this way, me, Lyan and Drake will go to the last round, now well, I assume that in the next round I will face Lyan, the final being with Drake."
While she was thinking this, Lyan's match started, and, just like the one before, the girl didn't even think about fighting him, quickly admitting defeat, so Lyan moved on to the next round without much effort.
This left Abel speechless, until now, of the 3, he was the only one who faced his opponent and defeated him in combat.
"Well it was to be expected, they know both Drake and Lyan's strength, so surrendering is natural for them, which is not the case with me, as they didn't even know who I am."
Thinking about this, Abel climbed onto the arena again, where his opponent was already waiting for him and was watching him with a serious expression on his face.
Unlike in the previous encounter, this time, his opponent went all out, unleashing a martial technique from the start, while he closed in on him using a movement technique as well.
Seeing this, Abel shook his head, it seemed that his opponent thought that his previous victory was due to how confident his opponent was in not going all out from the start, so he decided to unleash his martial techniques from the start.
"*Sigh*, well I can't blame him, although his speed is faster than the previous boy, he still doesn't match that of the blue thunder and fire lion, well, he better get this over with."
Thinking up to this point, Abel again executed the newly acquired movement technique and instead of a palm, he struck with a fist at the abdomen of his opponent, who, upon receiving the impact, was knocked unconscious.
Although the crowd expected this result, after seeing that Abel's opponent started using martial techniques, they hesitated a bit, but after seeing that Abel still defeated him, and this time with a front blow, they no longer hesitated and started. cheer him on, cheering his name in cheers of joy.
Unlike them, Drake and Lyan had shadowed expressions on their faces, for them, Abel's blow to the forehead when facing someone who started unleashing his full power was simply a mockery and defiance of him towards them, causing them to gnash their teeth.
On the other hand, the envoys were not surprised, they already knew that Abel was much stronger than the level of refinement of the body, although what made them suspicious was that, until now, they had not yet been able to perceive the level of cultivation of him.
Clark had given some thought to this, so not being able to notice even after Abel's second match the level of his cultivation, he could only say:
"He must have some protective treasure that hides his cultivation level, Hmph, you arrogant brat."
Fred didn't add anything, but nodded silently, apparently he too had come to the same conclusion.
The lady said nothing, apparently she was reflecting on another matter.
Meanwhile, the village chief, noticing that the match was over and seeing that Abel again won effortlessly, became quite upset, even his complexion was gloomy, but he quickly thought of something and smiled maliciously.
"Hahaha, brat, this is where you came, with this, it is impossible for you to remain the center of attention."
Thinking of this, the village chief quickly called the servant and said something to him, the servant was surprised for a moment before nodding and heading to the arena. Where he quickly announced:
"Congratulations to all who have reached this point, from now on, the fight to define the first 3 places will no longer be by rounds, the 3 will go on stage and fight each other, and, as they are eliminated from the arena, the respective places will be decided. "
Hearing this, the crowd once again erupted into an uproar, many commenting among themselves:
"Isn't it unfair to Abel? After all, he will have to face the 2 geniuses of the village."
"Don't be naive, he is a free-for-all, not only Abel has that problem, but also Drake and Lyan, so he is not unfair at all."
"Pity for Abel, at least I think I had a chance to defeat Lyan and face Drake in the final, but now..., *sigh*"
Abel was also surprised to hear this, but he only scoffed inside as he thought:
"So you think that with this you will be able to stop me, well sorry, now that I decided to give it my all, unless you are a mutated blue fire and thunder lion, you will not be able to stop me."