The next opponent walked onto the stage with a straight sword, similar but different from sister Ying’s own. And after a brief period to resest the battle field, the fight began. The man was a nature manipulator. The fight -if you could even call it that- was a brutally efficient beat down. The type you imagined they gave in the military, maximum pain without an lasting damage. Her sword proved ineffective, her traps dismantled with raw power, even the occasional ice spikes she threw at him, useless. The man stopped suddenly, nodded to the officiator and left the stage,no words exchanged. By that point, sister Ying looked like a beggar with a bloody nose

  After a few minutes of stage reset the next fighters were called in a short man named disciple Son and another man named disciple Ernesto. The disciple Son had a long spear as a weapon while the disciple Ernesto was bare handed. Disciple Son won the match his spear giving him an advantage from the begin, Ernesto had put up a good fight but still lost. The next stage was a repeat of the previous showing this time dished out by a female seinor disciple. It continued like that for six more fights.

  There was no ending to the tournament. Immediately after the eight person, a nature manipulator called William received his own bruising and bartering, people just began to leave the training ground, even the people around Wu’ang began to leave. The kids, Kai and the others, his classmates, who had joined them sometime in the middle, left as well. Soon the only ones that remained were him, Joseph and Wu’ang and some other monks clearing up the stage and its surroundings. Cleaning up blood and body fluids, mostly just pouring sand on them, some where withering vines and tree fragments that had been left from the fights. Officiator Wang was addressing the 8 winners. He spotted sister Ying and some others that Gabriel still remembered their name like a monk named Yong, his fight had been very memorable. He was a big guy with a bald head, he had used special praying beads that could detach, reattach, increase and decrease in size. He was the only one whose test had been more of a fight than a beat down, he had still lost but he had put up a very good fight against someone a tier above him.

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  "So Gabriel, which room do you you stay in?" Wu’ang asked

  "Room? Oh, no I don't stay in the dormitory"

  “But would you like to stay in the dormitory, with your mates?” Wu’ang shrugged “I mean, now that the elders are absent, I feel like that area is isolated and it might make you uncomfortable.”

  “No, thank you. I am fine there.”

  “Okay, It is your choice”

  “I will go and gather the others for that mission.” Monk Joseph spoke up suddenly

  “Okay, go ahead, I am behind you.” Joseph nodded before walking away.

  "Right, by the way, elder Chen is busy right now. He has entered for their elders conference, which could take anywhere from a week to a month so do not expect to see him around soon. But if you need anything come find me. I stay at the dormitory, just ask anyone they will lead you to me." Wu’ang offered.