The man in brown named 8 different numbers that would compete in the fourth stage.
"Finally my turn," said Lin Chen, who got up from the participant bench.
As Lin Chen climbed the arena steps, many discussions about him took place in the spectator stands.
"Look! Lin Chen from the Medicine Pavilion's representative is back in the game!"
"The opponent this time is from the Wang Family."
"What other spell do you think he used?"
"Of course the Dragon spell. Want to bet?"
In the First Arena
The Wang Family disciple looked at Chen Fan mockingly, "Even though you are a spell master. But my attacks are faster than yours!" he said, pulling out a sword.
Lin Chen smiled at the words of the disciple from the Wang Family, "Thank you for the warning. But don't worry, this time it's faster than before," said Lin Chen, who tilted his head and smiled.
Receiving an answer from Lin Chen, the Wang Family disciple took a few steps back with high vigilance.
The man in brown approached the two of them, "Are you guys ready?" he asked for sure.
"Ready!"
The man in brown retreated to the edge of the arena and raised his hand in a signal, "Fourth stage of the first round match. Started!"
After the signal was issued, the Wang Family disciples quickly attacked Lin Chen, not to give him a chance to inscribe the incantation.
Lin Chen, who the Wang Family disciple approached, only smiled faintly and didn't budge from where he was standing.
"Ha ha ha! You seem scared!" ridiculed the Wang Family disciple who swung the vertical sword.
Clang!
Lin Chen easily dodged the attack using his brush grip.
The Wang Family disciple was slightly taken aback and then continued to attack blindly, but all of his attacks were repelled by Lin Chen.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
After being parried several times, Lin Chen smiled slightly and took a few steps back.
"You! Don't run cowardly!" said an angry Wang Family disciple.
Lin Chen, who saw his opponent's behavior, only chuckled lightly, "Seems to have had enough playing time," he muttered under his breath.
Swoosh…
Suddenly Lin Chen disappeared from where he was standing and appeared in front of a Wang Family disciple. He swung his brush weapon towards his opponent's face.
Plaque!
Boom!
The slight touch of Lin Chen's brush flew the Wang Family disciple violently, creating cobweb-shaped cracks on the walls of the stands.
Everyone was again shocked by Lin Chen's appearance, which was beyond their imagination.
"That does the Spell Master fight like that?"
"I don't know. It's more like someone hitting a mosquito."
The man in brown raised his hand and announced Lin Chen's victory. He then announced again that the match for the top 8 would resume one hour after the break.
***
An hour later…
The man in brown walked up the arena, "Alright! The second round is about to begin. With representatives from the Sword Sect 3 people, Imperial Family 3 people, Golden Eagle Sect 2 people, Wang Family 2 people, Hu Family 1 person, Medicine Pavilion 1 person, Sect The Holy Mountain is 1 person, and for the 8 participants whose numbers have been mentioned, please go up to the arena that has been provided," explained the man in brown.
The participants walked up the stairs of their respective arenas as determined.
The match in the four arenas was long but did not attract the attention of all the spectators.
The man in brown invited the last 8 participants to enter the arena.
The audience cheered to see the last match because this match involved the favorite participant. Moreover, competing at the same time.
In the first arena, Wang Zhao of the Wang Family fought disciples from the Imperial Family.
Chen Fan's second arena of the Sword Sect was against disciples from the Imperial Family.
Hu Tian's third arena of the Hu Family was against disciples from the Golden Eagle Sect.
And for Lin Chen, who was in the fourth arena against a disciple from the Wang Family.
"This match is exciting."
"All arenas are filled with favorite participants. I don't know which one to watch."
***
In the First Arena
After being signaled by the referee to signal the start of the match, Wang Zhao immediately ran and attacked fiercely.
"Stab the Sword!"
Faint shadows of swords appeared around his body, attacking disciples from the Imperial Family.
Disciples from the Imperial Family did not stay silent and dodged the attacks directed at him.
"Earth Protector!"
Instantly the arena shook, and the ground beneath his feet rose to form a barrier around his body.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
All of Wang Zhao's attacks were blocked by the barrier, and he took a few steps back and again attacked with another technique.
"Fire Tiger!"
Wang Zhao's sword glowed red faintly, revealing the Red Tiger's silhouette striking the ground shield vigorously.
Boom!
Duarr!
The shield created by the Imperial Family's disciple shattered into pieces, and the person inside fell with blood gushing from his mouth.
Wang Zhao quickly ran back to attack and kicked his opponent's head.
The man in brown announced Wang Zhao's victory because his opponent had lost consciousness.
In the Second Arena
Chen Fan, who faced disciples from the Imperial Family, only took a little time due to the sizeable difference in strength, with a crushing victory.
***
In the Third Arena
The disciple from the Golden Eagle Sect took a few steps forward, "Wu Xian, from the Golden Eagle Sect. Please guide me," he introduced himself.
"Hu Tian," he answered.
The referee gives a signal to signal the start of the match. The two sides quickly attacked each other.
"Eagle, Scratch Technique!" said Wu Yuan.
Wu Yuan waved his hand and formed an eagle-foot-shaped golden light aimed swiftly at Hu Tian.
"Wind Shield!"
The wind blowing over the arena began forming a whirlwind surrounding Hu Tian.
Zresh…
Wu Xian's claw hit the whirlwind and disappeared without a trace.
"Tch!" Wu Xian snorted in annoyance and took a few steps back to prepare for his next attack.
Hu Tian, who saw that, didn't waste the opportunity, "Whirlpool!" he said, thrusting his sword forward.
At Hu Tian's end, a small vortex of wind shot forward and grew bigger every time.
"Golden Protector!"
Wu Xian made a thin shield of golden color in front of him in hopes of repelling Hu Tian's attack.
Cracks!
Crash!
Wu Xian's barrier cracked and shattered into pieces in the air, and Hu Tian continued to attack Wu Xian. Wu Xian, who was hit by the attack, whirled around in the whirlwind until he was thrown out of the arena.
***
In the Fourth Arena
Lin Chen, who was dealing with the Sword Sect disciple, didn't want to linger after the referee gave the signal.
He ran and swung his brush back like in the previous match sending his opponent flying out of the arena.
After he finished announcing Lin Chen's victory, the man in brown listed the number of remaining participants, "2 people from the Sword Sect, 1 person from the Imperial Family, 1 person from the Golden Eagle Sect, 1 person from the Wang Family, 1 person from the Hu Family, 1 person from the Medicine Pavilion, The Sacred Mountain Sect is 1 person. The next match will be held an hour from now," explained the man in brown.