Before long, Xia Ping had learned the rules of this martial arts tournament.
This tournament was purely a contest of fighting techniques, martial understanding, and insights. Thus, every participant's projected virtual body in the Virtual World possessed the same physical qualities—the same strength, speed, endurance, and recovery. There was no difference between them.
This placed all dragons on the same level for competition. They did not need to worry about other dragons' special abilities or the freakishly powerful physiques some dragons possessed.
Even so, the tournament was still divided into two tiers. One was the mortal dragon tier, open to dragons below the Immortal Realm.
The other was the sacred dragon tier, open to dragons at the Immortal Realm and above.
This was because even with identical physical qualities, the gap between dragons who had reached the Saint level and those who had not was simply too vast to measure in words.
First came the difference in thought speed. After advancing to the Immortal Realm, one's thought speed was at least a hundred times that of a Lightning Tribulation Realm lifeform. In other words, while someone at the Lightning Tribulation Realm spent one second thinking, an Immortal Saint had already thought for a hundred seconds.
One could imagine that, in an Immortal Saint's eyes, a Lightning Tribulation Realm opponent's attacks held no secrets at all. They could completely simulate every movement their opponent made and even predict the next attack.
Therefore, the two could not be placed on the same level to compete. That would be far too unfair.
Naturally, the sacred dragon tier was by far the most watched part of this tournament. After all, opportunities to witness sacred dragons fight were few and far between.
The difference between the two was like that between a youth division and