Chapter 133: The seal (5,000-word chapter; double monthly ticket event starts after midnight-please vote!)
Martial contests were interesting, after all.
Not long after the contests began, the atmosphere in the square grew lively again. The explosions of spells, cries accompanying the circulation of qi, and shouts of encouragement all merged into one.
There were no restrictions on the contests: the five elements, astral and baleful forces, swordsmanship, talisman arts, thunder arts, and more. The dazzling colors of rippling spells and spiritual radiance left the spectators scarcely knowing where to look.
As for why Cheng Xinzhan, who had shone so brilliantly in the rain-and-clear-skies prayer event, did not enter, people guessed that the altar rite he had just performed might have exhausted his magical power. After all, conjuring a rain like that could hardly have been easy.
Others guessed that Cheng Xinzhan feared exposing his shortcomings. Perhaps he was not actually very good at fighting, so he had simply decided not to enter rather than tarnish his reputation.
There were also some with sharp eyes who could read lips and had "seen" Cheng Xinzhan's explanation to his elders.
These people did not necessarily agree in their hearts that Cheng Xinzhan would surely place in the top three if he entered, but they did feel slightly more relaxed overall. There would be plenty of opportunities to exchange moves with Cheng Yifu in the future, but placing in the top three today meant being allowed to study the Celestial Master's seal. That was an opportunity one could encounter only by chance, not seek out.
Everyone brought out their signature skills, making this martial contest something quite distinctive.
The contests did not finish until the sun set.
Cheng Xinzhan felt as though he had been savoring fine wine. He had benefited immensely from watching