With Elder Rilda in the sky, no one dared to be disrespectful anymore, and all wandering whispers ended. The elder of Blood Slaughterer Peak came to be the witness of this quarter-match. "Begin!" Said the elder.
The most anticipated match was about to begin when a certain person raised his hand. "I have something to ask, Elder Rilda." Who it could be other than Ezra Zephyr.
Elder Rilda looked at the prince and nodded her head. "Speak."
The prince took a few steps ahead and looked at the three gold belt disciples from the imprint faction and said with a smile. "Elder, the winner of the match is determined by someone who shows better results, am I correct?"
"Yes you are, then?" Elder Rilda was sharp with words.
The prince continued as he turned his head to look at the pavilion in which Elder Song was present. "Am I allowed to compete with the work that I have been preparing for several weeks?"
