Hearing Mu Chen's whisper from the back row, Yao Feng was secretly astonished as well. He had not expected the Jia Ma Imperial Family to possess such a treasure land. It seemed that no family capable of founding an empire was simple.
"All right, I will not waste any more of everyone's time. Let the matches begin now."
The Jia Ma Holy Emperor spoke with a touch of humor, then turned to glance at the Imperial Tutor. The Imperial Tutor hurriedly brought out a dragon throne and placed it behind the Jia Ma Holy Emperor. The Jia Ma Holy Emperor leaned lightly against it, his gaze slowly sweeping across the entire plaza.
"Now, the four contestants, take the stage. Those who drew number one, proceed to Arena One. Those who drew number two, proceed to Arena Two."
Standing one step behind the Jia Ma Holy Emperor, the Imperial Tutor's voice, enhanced by Dou Qi, spread across the entire plaza.
Yao Feng and the other two rose and headed for the arenas. As they passed the Jia Ma Holy Emperor, they also bowed in salute.
"That young man's aura is rather strong!"
The Jia Ma Holy Emperor watched Yao Feng's retreating figure and murmured curiously.
"Your Majesty, his name is Yao Feng. At only thirteen years old, he is already a Five-star Dou Zhe. According to Chemir, he is also a Second Grade Alchemist, and seemingly not an ordinary one at that. Chemir holds him in quite high regard."
The Imperial Tutor, Chemir, and the others had sat here all day yesterday. They had long pieced together most of Yao Feng's information through bits and pieces. However, whenever the details of his assessment came up, Chemir merely smiled mysteriously and refused to say a word.
"Oh? A thirteen-year-old Five-star Dou Zhe