The Divine Martial Stars

e echoed from atop the arena.

Yet still, many were still head over heels over Li Mu’s stroke in the last fight.

No one understood what happened.

No one knew what happened.

No one even saw what happened.

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What on earth was that?!

A number of other contestants grew so awed and fearful of Li Mu that they were beginning to wonder what should they do if they were to face off against him in the future rounds.

Yet there were also other favorites who merely scoffed at his display of skills, hardly taking him seriously at all.

The first round of the tournament finally came to an end at sundown that day.

Such was the difference between the contestants who were fighting in this round that even the longest battle lasted barely more than fifteen minutes.

Out of the sixty Heavenly Legend aspirants, eight gave up and surrendered while only one defeated contestant survived with the rest of the twenty-one defeated killed in the ring.

The contestant who lost his fight but managed to survive was none other than Lin Buyan.

Hence, with the notable exception of the Manic Challenger, every other contestant who had lost his fight had also lost their lives in the cruelest and most painful of ways.

Li Mu was the only victor who – quite literally – stayed his blade.

Night befell the city, signifying the end of the first round.

The thirty Heavenly Legend contestants who qualified for the next round returned to their respective stone chambers to recuperate and rest to prepare for another day of more brutal and more savage fights to come.

Li Mu came back to his stone chamber and spent some time in the bubbling spring of spiritual energies with the Bi Yan attending to him before he retreated to a private alcove to train.

Bi Yan did some housekeeping and when her work was done, she sat on the cold and hard steps of the chamber.
There she sat, pondering quietly with her chin resting on her hands.

The silvery orb of the moon outside gradually rose up.
She knelt in the shaft of moonlight that entered the room and she clasped her hands to pray.

“O mighty Goddess of the Moon, please watch over Master Li Mu.
May he win his battle tomorrow.
But even if he loses, please keep him safe… Just keep safe, Goddess.
I promise I’ll do anything!”

The pale glow from the moon up high fell on the petite face of the little fox girl as she prayed reverently, the light casting a soft sheen as if the Goddess was indeed giving her her very own blessing.

The next day.

The tournament continued.

The first one to step into the ring was the same contestant as the day before: the Little Heavenly Devil.

Only this time, his opponent, a young fledgling of the Green Snake Clan, immediately chose to forfeit the fight.

Fortunate enough to survive the first round, the young man was hoping that he would not be matched against anyone strong and powerful.
With more luck, he wanted to see if he could go further.
Yet to his dismay, the Little Heavenly Devil was assigned as his next opponent.
Knowing better than to gamble his life away, he admitted defeat readily.

The Little Heavenly Devil stood atop the arena and crooked a finger at Li Mu.
“You can surrender if we meet, Li Mu.
But don’t you ever think I’ll let you go.”

Li Mu remained in his seat and said not a word as if he hardly heard a word.

In the following matches, the opponents of both the Sacred Acolyte and the Saint of Blood Sea immediately yielded when they learned who were they facing off against.

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Next came Li Mu’s acquaintances.

Ming Yue might have participated in this tournament in hopes of finding a sweetheart, but at the sordid flirting of her opponent, she fell into a frenzied rage that ended in her reducing her opponents into bloody strips of flesh and viscera.
She returned to the arena today, looking more irascible and angered than yesterday.
The opponent today had only just flashed her a grin and in her manic state of mind, she gravely wounded the young scion of the Snow Wolf Clan, forcing him to leap out of the ring to save his dear life.

Even the youth in robes of black defeated the scion of the Xingwan Family in just three moves.

That surprised Li Mu enough.

The last time he encountered these two, they were no stronger than the Saint of the Blood Sea in power and level of cultivation.
What have they experienced in the past few years that they have now become so powerful?!

The speed of their growth was comparable to Li Mu himself, who has had the luck of benefiting much through his many adventures.

They must have either stumbled upon fortuitous encounters that greatly benefited them, or they have found powerful and influential factions to latch themselves to.

When it was finally Li Mu’s turn to fight, Bi Yan balled her fists tightly with anticipation, her fingernails digging deep into her flesh, although she did not quite feel the pain in the throes of her anxiety.

Li Mu’s opponent this round was the son of the chieftain of the Golden Condor Clan.

In his battle yesterday, this young prince had ripped his opponent apart with his bare talons.
That was no duel.
That was a slaughter.

“You will die a horrible death,” growled the chieftain’s son with a scathing look as he licked his lips.
“You’ll die on this day for what happened to the Heavenly Devil Master.”

“Oh?” Li Mu responded placidly, “So you’re another lackey of the Little Heavenly Devil?”

“What did you say? We are allies of the same cause! Colleagues pursuing a common goal! How dare you!” the young chieftain lashed out with rage.
It was true that he intended to build a friendship with the Heavenly Devil Sect.
His clan has long had dealings with the Heavenly Devil Sect but Li Mu’s teasing angered him enough to discombobulate the flow of his internal energies enough to cause an internal injury.

“Well, I guess birds of a feather flock together.
No matter how filthy and foul you both are,” muttered Li Mu indifferently.

Li Mu’s faceless mask only seemed to substantiate the ridicule and mockery to no end.

So much that the junior chieftain decided that no amount of words would accomplish anything.

“I’ll tear you to shreds!” he shrieked, his eyes flaring with livid rage as he channeled his magic.
His arms turned into a pair of steely talons of gold with motifs of glyphs and runes convoluting and twisting around his golden appendages.
The talons glowed with a majestic sheen as the junior’s chieftains’ General-realm powers radiated across every corner of the arena, shrouding the whole fighting ring into a veil of full gold.

As a rare alien species, members of the Golden Condor Clan were all born with incredible magic that could potentially distort even the fabric of Time and Space.

The audience around the ring reeled with silence and awe.

Such was the power of the young chieftain of the Golden Condor Clan that he could very well be placed within the ten greatest contestants of this tournament.

Without any doubt, he had been hiding some of his strength in yesterday’s fight.

Unbelievably nervous, Bi Yan watched quietly amongst the crowd, so anxious that she could hardly breathe.
Her hands balled into fists as she murmured a quiet prayer for Li Mu’s safety.

Inside the arena, Li Mu’s hand slowly moved to the top of his left shoulder to grope for the handle of his saber hanging from his back.

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