Reincarnated With A System In A Cultivation World

"Number fifty seven. Enter the ring." the deacon said.

The sky was turning dark, and I half expected the competition to extend to the next day. But it seemed like no one had any intention of stopping.

Ji Riyal entered the ring, and so did another older disciple. He looked at Ji Riyal, and then at Ji Ki'er. It did not escape anyone that he sat next to her, and was conversing with her freely.

"What is your relationship with senior sister Ji Ki'er? For you to talk with her so freely." the opponent asked.

"I am afraid that it is none of your business. I do not understand why you wish to know, and I have no intention of telling you. Now, can we start the battle?" he looked at the deacon.

"Just know this. You toad lusting after swan's meat. You will die before you know it if you lust after senior sister. Everyone knows that senior brother Hong Jimin is the only one who is worthy of her." he declared.

"That pervert? He needs to be put in his place. But I think that so should you. And just so you know, my sister is not meat for all of you to lust upon." he said as he took out his sword out of his sheath.

He was carrying his sword on his side all this time, and he did not have a spatial ring. It was not surprising, considering that he had no cultivation at all. The fact that he had no cultivation at all was the surprising part.

"I don't know why the sect wants to bring in weak people like you who will eventually be unable to comprehend anything and stagnate. I will show you what a true cultivator is." the older disciple shouted with pride.

"Let the fight begin." the deacon said.

Immediatley, I felt a sharp aura fill the air. Ji Riyal's eyes changed. I never expected that his eyes, which were so calm till now, could become so terrifying.

His sword moved forward slowly. So slowly that I could see the trajectory clearly. And so could his opponent. But his opponent seemed frozen in his tracks.

A white light left the sword and went crashing towards his opponent. The older disciple raised his own weapon, a sword, to defend himself.

Slash!

There was a clean sound. No clangs, nothing. And I could smell the blood come out of the older disciple.

Aaaargh!

"My arm! My arm! He cut my arm!" the man shouted with fear and shock.

"Do you yield?" Ji Riyal pointed the sword towards the man's face.

"Put that sword away, Riyal. You have won this match. There is no need to be so harsh." the first elder stood up. This was the first time that I saw him say something till now.

"Yes, master." Ji Riyal nodded as he bowed down. He put his sword back in its sheath, and I breathed with relief.

"Wait a minute! Ji Riyal is the disciple of the first elder? When did that happen?" I was shocked.

Then, I remembered something that happened at the beginning of the sect entrance trials. He was told to meet someone. The first elder already decided to take Ji Riyal as a disciple before he even entered the sect!

"Ji Riyal wins. I believe that there is no need to ask who wishes to take him as a disciple." the deacon smiled.

"There is no need. Why wait and waste anymore time. Let us continue." the first elder smiled.

"He cut off my arm! Elders! He must be punished for this! He cut off my arm!" the older disciple screamed with pain.

"As was said before, swords do not have eyes. You can only blame yourself for being too weak. To think that this Hong Jimin is so weak to rely on these stupid people." Ji Riyal laughed.

The expression of his opponent turned ugly. But he could not say anything. Biting his lip, he took his own arm and sword with his left hand, and carried them down the stage.

People scrambled around him, trying to fix what had been done.

Meanwhile, Ji Riyal walked back to where he was sitting. He approached me on the way.

"Well then, I am sure that by now you will know who would win between the two of us. Why not just decide now and tell me. That way, we can avoid the whole fight. It is a waste of time, and I do not want to spend this much time on something that is supposed to be guaranteed." Ji Riyal said.

"You really are different, senior brother. But I am afraid that until we meet in combat, I cannot say for sure who will win. I am sure that you held back a considerable amount of your skill, and I have a few trump cards of my own." I shook my head.

"A pity then. I will have to wait here for so much more time." he shook his head.

"Well, one thing is for sure. I am glad that you and I find the same enemy in Hong Jimin. I hear that he harrassed your sister as well?" I asked.

"Well, this was only made known to me, but it seems so." Ji Riyal nodded. "Have you faced issue with him as well?"

"Well, my situation is a little weird. Recently, I was betrothed without my consent, and now, this Hong Jimin hates me because he wants to pursue my fiancee. Well, I can rest assured now that I can leave him to you. I am not strong enough to deal with a Nascent Soul expert now." I sighed.

"Well, I cannot promise you that. My sister is strong enough to deal with someone in the Nascent Soul Realm. Surely, she will not need me. But if you need any help, I will be sure to give you my aid." Ji Riyal smiled.

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