The remaining twelve competitors across six groups, barring the youth in white from one of the Four Great Ancient Clans, were all from the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts. As the sunset painted the sky with shades of dusk, the second round of the competition came to a close, and with it, the day's events.
The eight finalists of the dance competition were born, led by Northern King Ye Feng representing the Utility Pavilion, and the youth in white, who, even now, had yet to reveal his name. In fact, during the second round, he didn't even need to make a move.
His opponent, knowing they faced the white-garbed youth, chose to forfeit immediately. This seemed perfectly normal to the young man; in his eyes, anyone who didn't surrender was merely courting a thrashing, so why bother?
