Against Heaven

Chapter 03

Different levels of pills:

The white pill is the energy return pill.

The red pill is a Cultivation enhancing pill.

The blue pill was a divine pill that only saint-level warriors could use to reach god-level. But that's just a legend that may not be real.

Pills are also divided into several levels such as Low, Medium, High.

Similarly, techniques are divided into four levels. That is Heaven Earth. Heaven.

Chang San was immersed in cultivation and he felt so much pure energy gathering in his dantian.

Crack...! ...!!

Muffled sound, a sign of level up. Then he smiled. “This power is truly extraordinary”

Now Chang San was at the intermediate king level. He closed his eyes again to stabilize the remaining energy.

Then he left the inn. And walked to the city limits. After completing the inspection he took off flying.

Must know. To be able to fly for days, a cultivator had to be at the Emperor level. Because quite a lot of spiritual energy is spent. But different from Chang San. Because he had tempered his body and soul with the sun fire technique method. So his spiritual power is enough to fly for a few hours. Even though he was still at the mid-stage king level.

When he saw the city gate of leaves from above, he got off and entered a long queue. Perhaps it was because of the competition event that was being held that a surge of humans arrived. Some of them are just ordinary people who might come to trade. Or just to watch the competition.

After some time. It was Chang San's turn. "Where's your ID?" asked the guard.

"I lost my ID when I was hunting in the forest, may I make a new identity token?" He said while handing a piece of gold to the guard.

Look at the chip. The guards nodded and brought Chang San in to create a new identity.

"Introduce your name?" said the administration inside the tent.

"I am Long San." Chang San changed his first name to his Master's name.

"This token Don't lose it again!" said the administration.

Chang San took the token and left a gold piece on the table. Then stepped into the city of leaves.

“This city is so beautiful,” he muttered.

"Hey... You seem to be in this city for the first time?" asked someone from the side.

"Erm... this is my first time here." Chang San replied.

Introducing my name. “Shin Liu!” While reaching out.

Chang San also accepted the extended hand while saying. "My name is Long San" he introduced his nickname. Then he asked. "Do you know where the competition registration is in this city?" asked Chang San.

“I know, it just so happens that I will also register. How about we go there together” replied Shin Liu.

“Okay,” replied Chang San.

"Follow me" he said as he stepped forward. They also walked towards the registration which was not too crowded. Because it's still noon.

“What a coincidence that I found you!” Someone's remark sounded behind Chang San.

"Wow! There is an angel.” Shin Liu nudged Chang San's shoulder. Yang was fascinated to see Wen Xia's beauty.

“Hey Miss Xia! Do you also want to register?” Chang San asked.

"Do you know him?" Investigate Shin Liu. But Chang San just kept silent and ignored Shin Liu's question.

"No, I was just looking at it!" Wen Xia replied with blushed cheeks from being stared at by Chang San for a long time.

"Hey you!How dare you speak impolitely with the prima donna of our city." Shouted the group of people who had just arrived.

“Don't you know, Young Lady Wen Xia is already betrothed to our young master Wu Tian.” While pointing his hand back.

Wu Tian also stepped forward in an arrogant manner.

“What the hell are you Wu Tian! Everyone said I was betrothed to you. Don't spread false rumors!” Wen Xia objected.

“Xia Er don't be angry! I just want to protect you from these thugs.” Wu Tian said softly. Then I looked at Chang San with bulging eyes..

“Let's go quickly, this problem could get big” Shin Liu said as he grabbed Chang San's hand.

When they were about to step, they were surrounded by members of the Wu Clan. Furiously they looked at Chang Sgan and also Shin Liu, as if they were victims to be preyed upon.

But a moment later, “Plak...!!” A slap sounded. Everyone present gaped at him. It turned out that the one who got the slap was Wu Tian.

"What are you doing Xia Er?"

“You don't need to protect me, you are not worthy” Wen Xia said in a cold voice. As she walked by, Wen Xia approached Chang San and said, “Sorry because of me, you got into trouble!”

"It's okay, see you later," Chang San replied.

He walked away, the herd didn't stop him until the screams echoed.

“I'll be waiting for you at the competition arena,” shouted Wu Tian loudly. But Chang San along with Shin Liu ignored him and just kept walking..

The crowd dispersed, and Wen Xia had also left.

“Bastard! I was publicly humiliated! Watch out for you Wen Xia. Later you will kneel down and lick mine.” Say it with harsh words.

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The day passed. Now it looks so crowded and crowded. One by one groups of large and small clans came to fill the competition area.

Chang San and Shin Liu walked closer to the participants' seats. He wore a face covering so as not to be recognized by members of the Chang Clan.

Meanwhile the Clan elders were placed in the upper stands. In a special place there are also some nobles and city lords. Also Emperor Tang himself named Tang Min. The young emperor of the hundred and first generation..

"All attendees. We hope that as the organizer, this competition can run safely and comfortably. We also hope that the chairmen will take care of it and take part in controlling it if there are excessive problems.”

The emcee glanced at Emperor Tang. The emperor nodded his head giving the code that the program please continue.

“This competition doesn't have a lot of rules. Killing, torturing opponents and taking pills during a match are prohibited.

The organizer provides several prizes. In the form of a Sky-level Technique for first place and get an additional one thousand gold pieces.

For second place, obtain an Earth grade Technique and seven hundred and fifty gold pieces.

The third place winner will receive an Earth Grade Technique and five hundred gold pieces. The fourth winner or the overall champion will only get three hundred gold pieces. And the top two will receive a bonus gift from the Emperor in the form of Weapon Artifacts.”

"Okay, all participants who have registered are expected to take a lottery number," said the host of the event.

One by one the Clan representatives came forward. Until it was Chang San and Shin Liu's turn.

"What number did you get?" Shin Liu asked.

"See for yourself!" Chang San said as he pushed his serial number to Shin Liu's face. Shin Liu also glared at Chang San.

"The competition will be divided into two rounds. Group and individual matches. The remaining ten people will pass. The first fifty people got on the arena. From serial number one to fifty.”

"Listen!. When the third bell rings Then the match begins.. "said the referee

“Teng! Teng! Teng!” After the last sound.

Buugh! Plaque! Boom!

Several people were immediately thrown out of the arena, not even having time to put on a stance. Because for those who are not focused, defeat is real. Now there are only ten people left.

Then the second group please go up to the arena. The rules are the same, when the last chime rings. Battle begins.

Teng! Third sound. And it was the same with the first group, many were not ready to be knocked out and left ten people coming back.

"We're going to take a five minute break!" said the referee.

The five minutes are just over. Number two five and number four. Please go up to the arena. Introduce names and respect each other.”

“Shen Lu pays respects…”

“Shin Liu asks seniors for guidance…”

"Start" said the referee while issuing a barrier formation, so that no attacks hit the audience.

“It can be seen that Shen Lu attacked first and issued a move.

“First Grade Technique. Bone-crushing Fist.”

Several shadows shot towards Shin Liu. But Shin Liu only remained silent. Then he muttered. “First Grade Technique. Body of Steel."

Beeg! Beeg! beng! Smoke rising.

The punches lodged in Shin Liu's body. But what happened? His body didn't even suffer any injuries or even move from its place.

Many arguments from the audience to the elder's bench. Even the benches of the nobles mentioned who would advance to the next stage...

Return to the arena.

Shen Lu was dumbfounded at the strength of Shin Liu's body. “Ckckck strong body!” he muttered.

Shen Lu continued to attack and they clashed fists. Shen Lu retreated before he could fix the stance. There was a follow-up fist roaring towards Shen Lu. And Shin Liu muttered “Second Grade Technique. Iron Fist."

Beng! Boom.

Shen Lu was thrown towards the barrier and fainted.

The referee also announced the winner.

"Number four nine and number five three please come forward." Said the referee again

"Changsun." He said in an arrogant tone.

"Zhou Hua pays his respects."

"You better give up. I don't want to hurt a beautiful woman!” said Chang Sun arrogantly.

Zhou Hua snorted! “Arrogant” he said while unleashing a sword strike.

“First Grade Technique. Spring Sword.” Several lines of light came out following the direction of the slash.

Many spectators speculated who would win. Zhou Hua with the flexibility of his body. Like flying cotton. Dancing with the blade continuously and changing several moves.

Chang Sun also took out a weapon in the form of a short sword, he took out some of his skills.

Teng! Teng! Clang. They both buy and sell attacks.

But Chang Sun did have the capital to be arrogant. With the early stage warrior level. He easily parried Zhou Hua's barrage of attacks. And unleashed a counterattack. Until Zhou Hua was thrown into the barrier formation.

Furthermore......

Long San walked over calmly, then he clenched his fists to salute the opponent. His opponent also showed respect. Long San's few moves won the match as the opponent admitted defeat.

“The winner is Long San...” shouted the referee

"Win Tian Wu." Wu Tian glared at Chang San. Bringing his hands to his neck and clenching his fists..

"The winner is Chang Wei." said the referee

There are now five people to be drawn. For those who got number one. Then I will wait for the final round. Please take a number!” The referee said quickly.

“Number two Long San will fight number five Chang Wei. Ready!!! Start!"

Both of them ran forward to start the attack. The sound of swords clashing.

"Wei'er sister!" Chang San said in a whisper.

Chang Wei was also stunned. "Who are you? Why did you call me that?” Dia whispered back

“I am Chang San, give in. Go home and tell uncle Bei. I'm still alive"

"Is it true? Then OK” Chang Wei replied.

Chang Wei is the only child of the first elder Chang Bei. He often played at Chang San's place and they grew up together. Only one person is usually called by her sister Wei er. So when the call sounded, he was shocked...

They pretended to fight fiercely. Then Chang Wei raised his hand and said he gave up.

"The referee announced the winner."

"What happened to that woman? Even though he still has good stamina!” said the crowd. Whispers ensued in the stands.

Meanwhile, on the side of Chang's watchdog. They also discussed why Chang Wei had given up so quickly...

"Furthermore. Number three is Chang Sun and number four is Shin Liu. Please come up to the arena…”

“Ready, Start!” shouted the referee.

Chang Sun immediately dashed out with his short sword and unleashed several sword strikes. Trying to break through Shin Liu's defense.

But Shin Liu could not just stay silent.

“Second Grade Technique, Iron Fist.” His hands were enveloped in energy until they hardened like iron. Clash with swords and sparks of fire.

Clang! clink. The sound of swords clashing with fists. Then Chang Sun issued a move. “First Grade Technique, Flaming Sword.”

Wuuuuush… Flames glowed from Chang Sun's blade. Making the atmosphere in the arena heat up.

The audience applauded watching. The clan elders also chatted.

“The Chang Clan does indeed have a hidden great genius,” the Wu Clan Patriarch said flatteringly.

Chang Lei, who heard the flattery, smiled. Then laughed “Hahaha! You can just praise, your son Wu Tian's luck is better than my son Chang Sun." he replied

“First Grade Technique, Steel Body, Second Grade Technique, Iron Fist.”

Shin Liu combined the two techniques of defending and attacking. There was an aura shrouding his body that was still impenetrable.

The fight is getting fiercer. Buying and selling attacks!

Braak!

Chang Sun was sent flying and Shin Liu took five steps backwards.

“Fuck! His body is so hard” Chang Sun muttered while wiping the blood that came out from between his lips. He then issued a comeback move “Second tier technique! Fire Dragon Sword!”

Whoa, a very big fire burning. The heat was seeping outside the arena.