The Martial Arts Tournament and Pokémon battles had similarities, but they also had differences.
The similarity was that both required drawing lots to choose opponents.
The difference was that after the draw, it was not the traditional one-on-one format. Or rather, in the first round, there were too many entrants, so to speed up the pace of the matches, it was not one-on-one.
Instead, it was a three-way free-for-all.
"Geng No. 2. That's pretty early."
After glancing at the match list on the big screen, Mu Yun quickly found his name toward the back.
The Martial Arts Tournament draw combined Heavenly Stem designations with numbers.
The Heavenly Stems represented the venues, with ten arenas of equal size in total.
The numbers represented the order of appearance.
Geng No. 2 meant the Geng arena, appearing in the second round.
Although his name was relatively far back on the list, his match order was fairly early.
"King Wen, look at the younger generation in Yanhuang's martial arts circle. There really are more and more of them."
In the special guest seating area, Zhao Xuan wore a gentle smile on his harmless-looking round face.
"Indeed."
Wen Luan swept his gaze over the crowd and sighed.
Though he was an Elite Four Fighting Type specialist, he did not possess exceptional talent in martial arts. However, having been influenced by it since childhood, he had always longed to become a powerful martial artist. He also admired young people willing to endure hardship on the path of martial arts.
"Speaking of the younger generation, I heard the Zhao Family has produced an outstanding talent!" Wen Luan said.
"What outstanding talent? It's all an empty reputation." Zhao Xuan chuckled as he looked at Zhao Shiyu. "Compared to his aunt here, he is still far behind."
"Shiyu's