For all the young dragons in the Young Dragon Palace, the Potential Martial Arts Battle was the biggest event because it was the best platform for them to show off what they had learned. It was also the best platform for them to protect the glory of each clan and fight side by side. Many warriors were discovered on this platform and became successful from then on.
However, many people were disheartened after continuous defeats.
The Potential Martial Arts Battle targeted everyone. All the 100,000 young dragons in the Young Dragon Palace had to participate.
There were more than 100 clans in the Young Dragon Palace, and each clan had 1,000 people. They were called the No. 1 Clan, No. 2 Clan, and more than 100 clans. The specific ranking was based on the overall strength of the last Potential Martial Arts Battle. For example, the Battle Dragon Clan ranked in the 80s in the last Potential Martial Arts Battle, which was very low.
In the Young Dragon Palace, the top 10 clans were the most popular. Only the top 10 clans could win the favor of the elders, get more attention, get more resources, and have a better future.
Of course, most of the top 10 clans were the descendants of the nobles in the Slaughter Dragon City.
The competition between the top 10 clans was very fierce in every Potential Martial Arts Battle. Of course, there were not many changes. After all, the top 10 clans had abundant resources and were guided by the elders. Therefore, their combat strength was very strong.
The Potential Martial Arts Battle in the Young Dragon Palace was actually very interesting.
The Potential Martial Arts Battle was based on 1,000 people in each clan.
The rules were that the 100 clans would randomly draw an opponent. If the No. 1 clan drew the No. 2 clan, the two clans would fight each other. In fact, it was a round robin battle. 1,000 people from each clan had to participate in the one-on-one battle. If all 1,000 people from one clan were defeated, and the other clan still had people, the winner would be decided.
Everyone had to participate in the battle and contribute their strength to the victory of their clan.
Of course, the warriors who performed well and defeated several people in a row would also receive a lot of attention.
If each clan was a unit, the clan that lost the battle would be directly eliminated. If the ranking of the losing clan was higher than that of the winning clan, then the winning clan would get their original ranking. For example, if the No. 2 clan defeated the No. 1 clan, then the No. 1 clan would become the No. 1 clan, and the losing clan would drop one rank.
After being eliminated, they could no longer participate in the battle unless they were nominated again.
More than a hundred teams would go through an elimination battle until the top ten teams were decided. Finally, the entire race would take turns to fight to determine the final ranking.
Such a competition system emphasized teamwork. For the sake of ranking, for the sake of glory, every race would naturally do their best to change their own fate and the fate of their companions.
Of course, there were also some unspoken rules.
For example, the Battle Dragon Clan had tyrannical strength, but they were only ranked in the eighties. That was because they were of low birth, had no backing, and had no one to protect them. Basically, they would be threatened and humiliated in every potential battle. They could only feign defeat, especially when they met those teams in the top ten. They did not even have the qualifications to resist.
This was also the reason why Liang Teng, Pang Hong, Luo Yan, and the others wanted to cry every time they participated in the Potential Martial Battle. They had been bullied and humiliated, but they were powerless against the top-notch experts and the elders of their opponents. They could only swallow their tears and obediently accept their beatings.
But it was different this time.
They had a new hope. In the past month, they had been cultivating hard and longing for that person's return. They had been waiting day after day, but the Potential Martial Battle was getting closer and closer.
On the last day, more than a thousand of them stood at the gate, waiting anxiously. They even wanted to leave the Young Dragon Palace to find him, but the Potential Martial Battle was about to start, and they could not go out.
More than a thousand people looked worried. The closer the battle was, the more anxious they became.
"Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Luo Yan leaned against the red pillar, pursing her lips and looking worried.
"We are doomed again. Damn it. We have to pretend to be beaten up by those bastards again."
"It's so boring. Do we have to be humiliated every time? When can we fight them fair and square? I didn't come to the Slaughtering Dragon City to be humiliated."
"But he hasn't come back yet. What can we do? The battle is about to start."
"Don't think too much. We are born with a cheap life. How can we compare with others? We'd better accept it. We don't even have a teacher. I hope we won't fall out of the top 100 today. The Battle Dragon Clan is so funny."
Hearing that, Pang Hong was angry. He said angrily, "Shut up. This time, we not only want to win, but we also want to be in the top ten. Isn't that what you want? We fight so hard just to show our brilliance today and prove that we are not worse than others."
Hearing his scolding, the others lowered their heads.
"Fine. They want to win, too. None of us wants to lose. No, we just want a fair fight," Luo Yan said, shaking her head.
The sun rose. It was time.
Liang Teng in black looked at the sky and said, "It's time to go."
Pang Hong was dazed. The others looked at each other.
A young man asked, "Boss Liang, aren't we going to wait for him?"
Liang Teng said, "If he comes back, he will go there directly. We will join the battle."
The others were still hesitant.
"Then what should we do? Should we accept their threats or try our best to fight and show the combat power we deserve?"
This was the question they were most concerned about.
If they did not give in before Long Chen returned, they would definitely end up in a miserable state. They had been together for so many years and were as close as brothers. What they were most afraid of was being separated.
Liang Teng looked at the crowd and clenched his fists. He said in a deep voice, "We want to fight. Not only do we have to show our combat power, but we also want to be in the top ten. We want our Battle Dragon Clan to become one of the top ten clans and realize our dreams. We are not cowards. How can we admit defeat? So, this time, we will fight to the death."
"Then … if he doesn't come back, then won't we …"
Many people were worried about this.
They all asked Liang Teng for an answer.
Liang Teng was silent for a moment. He thought of Long Chen and said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what you are thinking, but I, Liang Teng, would rather die than lose."
He would rather die than lose.
This was his determination and his belief.
The crowd's eyes were red. His words made them cheer. For a moment, they all raised their arms high. Their young faces were full of passion and passion. Driven by the mission, passion, and glory, the young people let out their loudest roars.
"We would rather die than lose."
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
The gate opened.
With heavy footsteps, they stepped out of their War Dragon Palace Hall to welcome the most important challenge in their lives. Every one of them was fired up. This time, they were no longer timid. As long as there was a chance for a fair battle, even if they were defeated, they would have no regrets.
More than one hundred thousand young dragons gathered in the central square of the Young Dragon Palace. It was a huge square. At least tens of thousands of people could transform into dragons here. Even so, the square was still crowded. A large number of young faces gathered here, preparing for the first fight.
The more powerful the young people were, the closer they were to the center. There was a tall tower in the center, where many top Dragon Warriors stood. They were the seniors of the Slaughter Dragon City, including the Blood Dragon Army, the Dragon Tomb Army, the Wind Moon Army, and so on.
The grandest event of the Young Dragon Palace was taking place.
More than one hundred thousand Dragon Warriors roared. For the glory and dignity of each clan, they were ready to fight.
Each team was led by several people. Usually, it was their teacher or the friend invited by the teacher who was responsible for the training and cultivation of the young dragons.
However, the Battle Dragon Clan was hiding at the edge of the central square. They were only qualified to stand in the corner and look at the crowd in front of them, watching the lucky ones in the center.
They clenched their fists.
After all the teams had gathered, the next step was to randomly select their opponents.
Although it was said to be random, there was a certain degree of manipulation. For example, they would definitely not put the strong teams in the first place. Instead, they would let the teams with obvious differences fight. For example, the top ten teams would fight against the teams ranked below the top 100. There was basically nothing to see in such a fight. The main purpose was to eliminate the weak quickly.
The names of the teams were announced one by one.
"The eighteenth clan versus the ninety-eighth clan."
"The third clan versus the seventy-fifth clan."
"The twelfth clan versus the 134th clan."
More than one hundred thousand young dragons listened carefully, looking for their first opponent.
"The ninth clan versus the eighty-third clan."
The eighty-third clan.
Hearing this number, the Battle Dragon Clan immediately tensed up because it was them.
Their opponent was the ninth clan.
As expected, they were going to be the cannon fodder that would be eliminated in the first round.
"The ninth clan …"
Everyone looked at each other. Even though they were filled with fighting spirit, they hadn't expected that their opponent would be the ninth race, which was ranked in the top ten. They were all filled with heroic spirit and wanted to achieve some results. But facing such a powerful race right from the start was a great deal of pressure for them.
More importantly, they definitely knew that there were experts like Liang Teng and Pang Hong here. In order to not embarrass the ninth clan, their elders would definitely come to suppress them before the battle even began, hoping that they would feign defeat ….
For a moment, everyone was silent.
It seemed that fate did not favor them.
They only wanted a fair fight, but it seemed to be very difficult, especially since Long Chen had not returned yet.
Everyone's faces were full of pressure.
"Go back."
Liang Teng said.
Next to the central square, there were hundreds of resting arenas. They returned to their arenas and sat on the ground.
"It's just the beginning, and you're already disheartened. Get up."
Luo Yan said coldly.
Everyone got up, but they still looked very helpless.
Just as Liang Teng was about to say something, someone came in from outside. The thousands of them quickly gathered together. As expected, those who were going to come would definitely come.