The martial arts tournament continued. With limited slots available, the fighting grew fiercer toward the end. Very few had been injured during the first two days, but more and more were hurt as time went on. In the blink of an eye, five days passed. The tournament descended into a chaotic, blood-soaked mess before first, second, and third place were finally decided.
Jiang Hao of the Flower Between Sect, Ye Xiaofei of the Five Phoenix Saber Gate, Cheng Xiao of the Thunderclap Sword, Li Rusong of Wansong Villa, and Zhong Dachui of the Iron Fist Gate were named first-class winners.
The losers left resentfully. The remaining seventy-five all stayed at Wansong Villa, where several tables of food and wine had been prepared in the hall. Everyone drank in celebration. After all, they now had official positions. Though they were military officers of the lowest possible rank, they at least had a future ahead of them.
The next day, before everyone had even recovered from their excitement, several sect leaders gathered them together again and announced something.
"Everyone, there is one more thing you must do before receiving your appointments: write down all your martial arts cultivation manuals and submit them to The Court. Only then will The Court issue your official appointments," Villa Master Liu said.
Martial artists treasured their techniques dearly. Someone immediately objected. "If we're becoming military officers, then let us become military officers. Why do you want our techniques?"
"This is an order from The Court. Disciples from our sects have also joined, and they will submit their techniques as well," Villa Master Liu said.
Hearing Liu Yucheng say this, everyone fell silent. Still, they remained reluctant to obediently hand over their techniques.
At that moment, someone rose to his full height and declared loudly, "Villa Master