In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park-Chapter 255: End Of Competitions. What Now?
Help… help…
Who can tell them why everything about these Profound Sect disciples was so wrong?
Battle by battle, they kept emerging on Top.
Hayden Gin stepped up in his Scorpio Attire.
"GET OVER HERE!"
What the hell? Several people sat up again. Even though they did see some of Hayden's Gin's ability in the first part of the competitions, they had to admit he still sent them chills.
[Finish Him]
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At the end of Hayden Gin's win, everyone in the audience didn't know whether it was an illusion or not, but they seemed to see an event where the Opponent's head was neatly sliced off and thrown to a corner.
My God! How can the human body have so much blood?
It was gory and insane!
The severed head had not yet touched the ground before Hayden Gin sent forth a yellow sheathed dagger that shot into the tongue and pinned the head to the ground.
[Hayden Gin WINS!]
[Fatality… ]
Where?
Where is that voice coming from?
Everyone was looking around in confusion. And the opponent who saw his own death, had to rub his neck severally just to make sure it was all an illusion.
Oh My Buddha!
He never wished to fight Hayden Gin again!
The audience thought that this was the last they'll see of this Gory illusion, but they were wrong.
From Sonia Blade's Fatality moves techniques to Johnny Cage, Sub-Zero, Mileena and Raiden, everyone was clenching in their seats when watching so many gory illusions.
Even the Emperor's were clenching their legs after seeing a fatality belonging to Mileena where she literally sliced off the dangling thing between the opponent's legs.
And by the way? Where the hell was that voice coming from?
[Fatality!]
What a bloody disaster!
Several people's faces twisted unnaturally, as they watched the competitions conclude.
The Host was one of those who cursed in his heart, wondering what all those dark assassins had been doing these days.
Why hadn't they killed these Profound Sect members yet?
Are you in love with them or something?
Yes, yes, yes… these Profound Sect members go 'missing' every night. But… really and truly, can't you use your superior skills to sniff them out like the renowned dogs that you are?
The Host rolled his eyes heavenwards, spitting his words out in a gruesome manner.
"Alright. Silence." He called to the masses. Well, he is no longer in his usual good mood.
"Everyone, the Profound Sect has won a majority of Quotas and chances to advance into the Supreme Yanging Institute."
It can be said that 97% of those going in were Profound Sect members while the measly leftovers belonged to those from Yanging.
However, the Host had a hunch that if the Profound Sect had gotten more Quotas, maybe they'd dominate the entire thing.
"I hereby announce that—"
"Hold On, Mr. Host." Lulu's anxious voice called now. She no longer had the aura of Erina Nakiri, but that of her cute bubbly self.
Click~
The Host accidentally bit his tongue.
'Little girl, what the hell do you want now?'
He was about to lash out in anger when Myu's voice bellowed.
"I say, Bastard! Don't you even think of being forced to my little ancestor. How can you even have the heart to raise your voice against the little girl? Do you want to frighten her?"
"_"
The host felt like the Heaven's were testing him whether Myu opened his mouth.
'Patience is a virtue… Patience is a mountain… Patience is…'
The Host was chanting a soothing mantra in his heart.
"Alright. Lulu, is it? What do you want to say now?"
What to rub it in that they've lost? What do they do to admit your greatness?
Well? Go on? What is it now?
Everyone, including the Fairy Yimu, Zi Hao and many others who had their butts kicked by the Profound Sect, all ominously stared at the little who raised a hand high like a little school girl.
"Erm…" Lulu began. "Excuse me Mr. Host, but can I give my position to anyone else?"
"_"
"In fact, anyone who wants it can take it. So can I forfeit my opportunity? Even you can take it if you're interested, Mr. Host."
"_"
For a moment, the arena turned silent.
This… this…
WHAT?
Many felt they might be mishearing things.
The Supreme Yanging Institute is a place many would kill for just to go in. And yet here she was, looking down on such a golden chance.
Sure, they didn't want her to go into the Institution. But it's a different matter if SHE didn't wish to go.
They thought perhaps she was too young and negligent, not knowing the importance of the opportunity she had won.
But just then—
"Yes! Yes! I want to toss in my opportunity too!"
"Don't forget about me! Can I give it back? I have better things to do than to be cooked up in some institute for years."
"That is, do you know how far behind I'd fall if that happens?"
"No way! No way! Please take it back. I only came here to win and nothing else. So you can keep your quota."
One by one, the Profound Sect members spoke up earnestly.
One couldn't see or sense a single ounce of taunting from them.
It was as if they were genuinely pleading not to enter into the Supreme Yanging Institute.
But how is that even possible?
Who in their right minds would dare to turn down such a Godly opportunity?
