The sound of weapons clashing from the lower stages had faded into the background.
Up near the center of the arena grounds, where the platforms were larger and the formations more reinforced, the crowd had gone quiet.
The match that was about to begin wasn't just for advancement. It was for recognition.
"Core discipline round—central stage. Yun Zhen versus Ma Chao."
The announcer's voice echoed clean across the grounds.
These were names that most disciples already knew. Not because they were loud or arrogant, but because of what they'd done.
Yun Zhen had trained under one of the retired elders for two years. She was known for her technique—precise, methodical, and efficient.
Her water-style swordplay was respected even among instructors. She didn't waste energy. She didn't speak much. But when she moved, people watched.
