Qingyi sat in a corner, ignoring all the stares directed at him.
The only one there who caught his attention was a tiger. Large and powerful, it possessed all the characteristics of a feline despite its bipedal form.
The tiger was the first to fight, following a brief speech by the elder who explained the rules.
The fights would be duels. The winner would remain in the arena, fighting new opponents until defeated or giving up.
It was an inefficient system, since the victorious fighter would accumulate injuries and fatigue with each battle, but since the goal of that competition was to demonstrate strength even with sealed cultivation, it worked well.
Strangely, despite needing only a single blow to defeat his opponent, the tiger left the arena shortly after, looking bored and completely ignoring the calls of the elder presiding over the competition.
In the end, the elder could only sigh in defeat.
