A moment later, a bunch of martial artists dressed in various styles were lining up to register at the registration booth of Sacred Wrym Summit's Combat Tournament. Dustin was also among them.
After they confirmed their plan, Dustin was led by Dalen and the others to the registration booth.
Although the sun was going to set soon, there were still many people there to sign up.
However, the Combat Tournament had specific requirements this time. One had to pass a trial to sign up.
The test was simple. One must demonstrate the ability to lift a cauldron.
Sacred Wrym Summit prepared three bronze cauldrons weighing ten thousand pounds, 50 thousand pounds, and 100 thousand pounds.
One would be qualified if they could raise a ten thousand pound cauldron and would be assigned to Group C. If they won after competing with their peers, they could advance to Group B.
Those who could raise a 50 thousand pound cauldron would be considered outstanding, directly advancing to Group B. After winning against their peers, they could advance to Group A.
As for those who could raise a 100 thousand pound cauldron, they were considered top seeds and could directly advance to Group A.
Those from Group A wouldn't need to take part in Group B and C's battle.
Once the winners from Group B and C were selected, they would qualify to compete against Group A's contestants.
In simple terms, the heavier the cauldron one lifted, the higher the rating and the greater the advantage. This allowed contestants to save a lot of physical and mental energy, avoiding meaningless battles.
"Contestant 843 has failed. Next!"
On the square, a medium-sized man gripped the bronze cauldron with both hands. He gritted his teeth, and his face flushed red. Although he mustered all his strength, he failed to lift the ten thousand pound cauldron.
In the end, the referee announced his failure.
A ten thousand-pound cauldron could set the difference between a Divine-level martial artist and a Low-level martial artist.
Setting aside those martial artists who were born talented, a Low-level martial artist could only lift a few pounds at most.
In other words, only a Divine-level martial artist could lift a ten thousand-pound cauldron.
This threshold directly eliminated those who wanted to give it a try.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori)
When are you uploading other chapters...
Chapters 2507 and it says complete. But why other chapters wasn't available?...
When are you updating the latest chapters...
What took you so long to continue the next chapters? I've been waiting anxiously......
When are you uploading new chaptersđ?? Some of us are anxiously waiting....
This is indeed a good novel,please the chapters coming....
Quite exciting imagination, good read...