The Fire Imperial Battle, Fire God Capital City.
Two young men stood on a stage.
One of them was roughly fifteen years of age. His name was Lie Wei Ying.
His opponent wielded two sabers as he spun them around. His aura seemed be filled with feelings of profound insight that a young teenager shouldn't have.
The referee walked onto the stage and waved at the crowd. He looked at both the two talented prospects who were here battling for the countless treasures available if they won this battle.
It was the final round, and only one boy could survive.
"Begin!"
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In the bleachers like a small dot amongst hundreds of thousands of people, Lie Wei Ying's mom yelled at the top of her lungs, "Slaughter him, and become a god, Lie Wei Ying!"
She fidgeted in her chair as the battle began. Her boy seemed to grow up so fast, and look just like his dad.
Her beloved husband who was slaughtered for whatever reason in the middle of the night.
She was proud her son had made it up to this point. He looked so strong down there. He was already nearing the highest level someone his age could attain, and now all he had to do was kill that bird looking boy!
"Don't lose, Lie Wei Ying!"
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Lie Wei Ying spun two sabers as he moved around in an exquisite robe. He had been waiting for this fight all his life! He unleashed the countless hours of practice that came from battering the sand puppets outside of his village.
It was a small village named ember village.
However, even with all that practice he still wasn't prepared.
When his opponent lifted off the ground and floated in the air he gasped, this could only mean one thing! His opponent had taken the first step into godhood. And he, on the other hand, was still at the tenth stage of the step before that. Unfortunately, he'd his work cut out for him.
He could draw upon his inner well, while the man he was facing could pull it in from the outside.
A battle of a Qi Condensation cultivator, the beginning stages of someone with such a force named Qi, and the person who'd surpassed the first stages. The man who'd reached the foundation stage in the fifteen and under division. This man clearly lied about his age.
"Hmph, you're so pathetic it makes me want to spare you."
Li Quang soared forward as a set of golden sabers floated in front of him on a string. He swung them around as they seemed to coil along an invisible snake. He crossed the small stage quickly.
The referee stood back and closed his eyes.
Lie Wei Ying, however, hadn't given up hope. He took out his dad's old swords and infused it with all the energy his body had to offer. Unfortunately, it wasn't as much as it could be. His village was poor compared to where his opponent was from.
His opponent came from a wealthy village whose name he didn't even want to remember.
It made him feel so disgusting even thinking about it.
However, it didn't stop him from unleashing his fury. He brandished his blades as the two golden swords sped towards him.
He watched them come towards him as he leaned out with his blades and tensed his muscles. It seemed like his arms turned to pythons as he pushed off the ground cracking the cement floor. He looked at the man flying through the sky and immediately spun a few times in just a second. It carried him towards the head of his opponent.
"Boom!"
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Lie Wei Ying kicked down at the opponent's head as he felt like he hit a steel wall.
However, it still caused his opponents eyes to swell with confusion.
Why was his young opponent so strong?
Regardless, he slammed down towards the ground as countless fragments of concrete flourished into the air like confetti.
Lie Wei Ying huffed and puffed. He wasn't expecting that to go so well.
Clearly, his opponent had underestimated him, and it wouldn't happen again.
The referee, also surprised, scratched his head and couldn't believe it. The boy, Lie Wei Ying, seemed like the perfect candidate for the reward. Even at the ninth stage of Qi Condensation he sent someone a rank above him flying. If only he could have given him a treasure to save him from the poverty-stricken ember village, he would have surely won this battle.
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Li Quang rubbed the dust off his chin as he pulled a dagger out of his shoe.
"You know I wasn't going to slaughter you like a pig. However, now I think I'll peel you in front of the entire audience."
Lie Wei Ying just laughed. "Ha, you can try, you dumb bird." People from where his opponent came from hated being called birds. However, it wasn't his fault the man had little wings on his back. Worse, they were completely useless, and a genetic thing of his people. Well, it didn't help Lie Wei Ying quell his fury, or get another chance at revenge.
This time a 100% angry foundation stage cultivator flew towards him, and he just sighed hoping when he was reborn this time, his new family would love him just as much as his mom this time. He very much loved this lady, and hoped if the universe was kind it would give him the chance of being her son again. However, what were the odds of that?
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His mom, Wang Yi, bit her nails in her seat in nervousness. She saw her son smiling back at her as she wiggled in her seat. At this moment, she could no longer hold back, and soared from her seat as hundreds of hands behind her tried to keep her from approaching her son.
She, too, was at the foundation stage. However, she was much stronger than Li Quang there.
Unfortunately, a chain shackled around her neck as she was yanked back to her seat.
Lie Wei Ying smiled at her, and faded from his spot on the edge. He had a tiny bit longer to look at her there. It was quite a nice feeling to see her. However, he still had a shot at winning. The angry man approaching him didn't look very sane right now.
"Whoosh!"
All of what seemed like an eternity only took a second. Lie Wei Ying flailed out his hands as countless small knives shot out of his hands. They clashed into the angry golden swords of Li Quang as he approached.
"Die!" Li Quang screamed.
Lie Wei Ying's opponent flexed his hand as it seemed to condense tiny spikes that shot towards the approaching Lie Wei Ying.
Lie Wei Ying spun off his feet and dodged the blasts.
It was a challenging moment for the two of them.
The deciding point on who would live and who would die.
Perhaps if it was a different time things wouldn't have been so bad for Lie Wei Ying. However, he still tried to make the last of his moments in this body worthwhile. It was either that or he just gave up without a fight.
He slashed out his blade as a sword approached his throat.
It was so fast and his opponent was so arrogant that he didn't think much of the shoe barreling towards his face.
Lie Wei Ying was spinning from the ricochet as it turned him in the air. A sword seemed to dip into his skin as he laughed at his shocked opponent.
This year there would be no victor. A spike that was hidden in his shoe crashed into the side of his opponent's skull.
Slowly, they both fell towards the ground as blood dripped out of Lie Wei Ying's mouth!
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"Winner Lie Wei Ying!"
The referee screamed as a team of healers ran up to the stage and pulled out the blade stuck in Lie Wei Ying's side. However, Lie Wei Ying could tell he only had a few moments left. He had died before, and would live again.
"At least I'll be reborn, you silly bird." Lie Wei Ying slapped his opponents head as a black sky seemed to call him to the other world.
Lie Wei Ying's mom burst out into tears, and ran up to hug her boy.
He was the first person to ever beat someone above his level in this tournament. She hugged his body as the blood dripped onto her shirt.