210 Monark Tournament

"Ahhh!" screamed the participants. Some of them tried to stab their weapons into the floor.

Clang! "Fuck! Why is the stage so damn tough?" cursed the participants when their weapons did not penetrate the floor.

Boom! The big wave of water and the participants crashed to the ground, below the stage.

"Shit!" cursed the man holding a fire sword. He stood up and looked at Edgar with fierce eyes.

"Pushing off the stage is disqualified?" The man chuckled.

"How can the rules be boring like that? I will show Poison Lord how to make the show more exciting!" said the man with a big grin. He walked toward the stage, and the others seemed encouraged, but they stopped moving when a big man named Malik appeared behind the man holding a fire sword.

Malik was grinning while raising his arm. His face looked hideous as he smashed the head of the man.

Boom! The disqualified participants that wanted to move to the stage had sweat on their faces as they looked at the man on the ground, smashed by a green dinosaur arm.

Malik chuckled while he was looking at the men who wanted to move.

"Rules are rules. I'll make sure that you'll obey them," said Malik with a big grin. The participants looked at each other, then moved away from the stage. He laughed, then signaled for the magic shield to be removed.

"YEEEEAH!" was cheered by the audience.

"Ohhhhh! We have a dark horse!" Loudly said the host.

"ICEMAN! ICEMAN!"

Rancel chuckled while watching in a VIP room with Vistal.

"Blue hair? Water magic? His name indicates that he is also an ice magician. Is he from that family in Europe?" asked Rancel.

"I don't know. We did not send an invitation from that family. He probably joined the tournament for fun like that man from the Knight Guild," said Vistal.

"Hahahaha, that man from Knight Guild did not come for fun. He came to mess up the tournament," said Rancel.

Vistal chuckled and said,"As long as he has time, he will mess up the tournament, but it will be different this year. It will be best if someone among the hyperbeings we invited can make him stay in this place forever."

"Hahahaha, Poison Lord is really tricky. He can no longer endure that troublemaker Alex, but he is using others' hands to eliminate him. Are you sure David will not take revenge? You've seen his power. He will not destroy this city, but your guild will definitely suffer a lot. The full power of the 8th circle is not known. Even Sir Riva does not know the whole power of our guild master, Death God," said Rancel.

"The rules of the tournament are clear to participants. If something happened to Alex because of his idiocy, how can it be blamed on our Lord? Being a subordinate of Death God is not just a decoration," said Vistal with a smile.

"Hahahaha, you are using our guild master as a shield. Death God is not dumb. He will notice the plan, but he will just probably smile. It's one of the reasons why he likes Poison Lord," said Rancel, then he looked at Edgar, who was moving away from the stage.

"A dark horse indeed. The show became more interesting."

Edgar moved to an audience seat and watched the following rumbles. He smiled while he was estimating the opponents in his bracket for the tournament.

"My opponents have useful powers," he thought.

In the evening, he was standing on a balcony while looking in the direction of Poison Lord's mansion.

"How much power does an heir have in a life-and-death battle? That Poison Lord is really tricky. He was hiding his true level, so I had to delay the attack," Edgar thought, then he looked up in the sky and smiled.

"Poison Lord, come back quickly. I have a surprise for you."

In the morning, all the winners of the rumbles picked a number from a box, and then the matches were finalized. The tournament continued in the afternoon.

Edgar stood on the stage with his opponent, Mistav, who was holding a huge square sword.

Mistav was grinning and said,"You should give up or else you will lose your head. Our guild is not afraid even if you belong to a powerful family. This is a life-and-death tournament. A flower boy like you should not be joining this kind of tournament to avoid causing eve-"

"Hurry up and do it. I am here to test your power," said Edgar.

Mistav's face turned ugly and he shouted," Arrogant brat! You will not have an easy death!" historical

He used magic, then a mist suddenly appeared and spread quickly to the whole stage.

"Ooooh! Mistav immediately used his power! How will Iceman fight within the mist?! Can he find Mistav or will we see another deadman when the mist is cleared?" asked the host. The audience watched with excitement.

WATER ARROW

Bang! The arrows were destroyed by an ice spear held by Edgar's right hand. He tried to sense Mistav's location, but he couldn't sense his energy.

"I could sense his magic attacks, but I can't sense his energy. According to information, his energy will be hidden within the mist as long as he does not use aura and other elements aside from water. My cloaking magic can hide my energy, but I can't hide my body and can't use magic or aura. It is even much more versatile than a shadow cloak. Mistav's skill is useful," Edgar thought, then he activated his skill.

DUPLICATE ACTIVATE

He smiled and rotated his body to his side. A huge water blade attacked where he was standing.

Clang! The spear he struck was blocked by the huge sword of Mistav. The impact of their clash cleared the mist around them.

"Oooh! The sneak attack of Mistav failed. How did Iceman know about the attack on his back?! Mistav's silent steps are known. You won't know he is behind you until his sword is swinging at your neck!" said the host.

Edgar smiled. He could not sense Mistav in a normal way, but his life detection could.