The elite tournament day was buzzing with seniors and new recruits of the azure sect.
The seniors were filled with determination and most of the new inner disciples were in the sidelines ready to witness the spectacle infront of them.
The grand elder, elder Rong Tian, announced the first match "Yang chen and Nei fang get onto the stage"
As they both bowed at each other the atmosphere suddenly changed as Yang chen rushed at Nei fang without leaving him a chance to retaliate.
Nei feng was thrown out of the arena the audience not knowing what had happened, as elder Rong tian witnessed this his eyes widened at the pace in which Nei fang considered the pride of the fang family was defeated.
"Good job Yang chen.
A familiar voiced echoed through Yang chen's ears.
The tournament continued swiftly both Yang chen and Lian feng advancing to the finals.
Elder Rong tian announced," Yang feng will go against Cai wen."
As Yang Chen stepped onto the grand tournament stage, the air crackled with anticipation. The crowd hushed as the spotlight focused on him, a young and determined contender known for his unyielding spirit. His opponent, Cai Wen, a senior renowned for his ruthless tactics and merciless demeanor, stood at the other end of the arena, exuding an aura of seasoned prowess.
The tournament, an annual spectacle that drew warriors from every corner of the realm, was not just a showcase of skill but a test of character. Cai Wen's reputation preceded him, whispers of his ruthlessness toward juniors circulating like an ominous shadow. As the gong echoed through the arena, signaling the start of the duel, the spectators braced themselves for a clash of styles, values, and perhaps, a revelation of the true essence of martial arts.
Without a word the dance of blades began, and the two combatants moved with grace and precision. Yang Chen, with his agile movements and strategic finesse, sought to prove that strength could be tempered with honor. Cai Wen, on the other hand, unleashed a barrage of aggressive strikes, each blow designed not just to defeat but to dominate.
As the duel unfolded, the contrast in their approaches became apparent. Yang Chen defended with a resilience that echoed his unwavering principles, refusing to be swayed by Cai Wen's ruthless tactics. The crowd, initially skeptical of the junior's chances, began to rally behind him, inspired by his determination to uphold the spirit of fair competition.
In the midst of the battle, Yang Chen's character and skill were put to the ultimate test. Cai Wen, driven by a desire for dominance, unleashed a technique rumored to be forbidden within the tournament's unwritten rules. The crowd gasped, and tension gripped the arena.
WARNING
The technique used is vey lethal, the user my die .
You have one daily gift .
The female voice then said," it will help you, please don't die.
Yang chen then opened it and,
{DING}
You have received a dragon pill.
Yang chen's eyes opened widely as he realized what this was, a dragon pill was used to attain a dragon physic.
On top of that if the person who consumed the dragon pill trains enough they could be able to turn into a dragon.
Yang chen swallowed it and his body fitted with scales as tough as the hardest metals.
As Yang Chen and Cai Wen pushed their limits, the tournament stage transformed into a battleground not just for victory but for the very soul of martial arts.
Yang chen then tried out a new technique of the dragon constitution he yelled " Nefelheim"
The arena fell into a stunned silence as Yang Chen, fueled by a surge of inner strength, extended his hand towards Cai Wen. A radiant energy gathered at his fingertips, coalescing into a brilliant burst that rippled with power. The elders in the audience, seasoned warriors who had witnessed countless battles, exchanged astonished glances. It was a level of skill and force that even some of them would find challenging to withstand.
Cai Wen, caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events, attempted to react, but the blast was swift and unrelenting. The sheer force of the energy threatened to overwhelm him, and defeat seemed imminent. However, just as the destructive wave was about to strike, a figure emerged from the ranks of elders, moving with a speed that defied the eye.
Elder Rong Tian, intercepted the blast with a flick of his hand. The energy dissipated harmlessly around Cai Wen, leaving him unscathed but visibly shaken. The crowd erupted into a mix of gasps and murmurs, their eyes alternating between Yang Chen and the wise elder who had intervened.
Yang Chen, his hand still extended, displayed a mix of determination and surprise. The arena, once hushed, now buzzed with speculation and questions. What had prompted such an extraordinary display of power from the young contender? And why did Elder Rong Tian choose to intervene?
As the dust settled and the atmosphere crackled with tension, Elder Rong Tian addressed the onlookers. His voice, calm and resonant, echoed through the arena. "In the pursuit of martial excellence, we must remember the principles that bind us together. Victory achieved at the cost of dishonor is no victory at all. Let this be a reminder to all that the essence of our art lies not only in strength but in the wisdom to wield it justly."
The grandmaster's words hung in the air, a profound lesson that resonated with the spectators. The tournament, initially a contest of physical prowess, transformed into a moment of reflection on the true meaning of victory and the responsibility that came with wielding extraordinary power.
As Yang Chen and Cai Wen exchanged a solemn nod, the arena erupted into applause, recognizing not only the skill of the contenders but the wisdom of the elder who had preserved the integrity of the martial arts. The tale of this unexpected turn in the tournament would be recounted for generations, a chapter in the ongoing saga of martial honor and the indomitable spirit of those who walked the path of the grandmasters