My new Journey through the realms-Chapter 828 - 826 Fellow Participants

Three days had passed when Peacock and Deathholder had their conversation. The beginning matches were scheduled.

"Alright everyone. We have made three absolute Royal Matches. In each match 26 people will be entered. The winner advances to the Soul Temple!" The crowd cheered. "Thanks a lot guys! How will we get through 75 people in these matches? The ones that either lose without putting in effort or barely put in any effort will automatically be kicked out of the running. This is to provide better chances for people trying to get into the Soul Temple. There will be a catch, if you are targeted by multiple people in your exit. You will be considered as long as you are part of the first six people eliminated. After that, it will not count.

We have three people on each side trying to ensure equal rights between the participants. Will it be tough on the twelve people for one Royal Match? Maybe. That is where our lovely spectators come in. Where are missed glanced at one person can ensure that nothing is being missed used. You all can help with that. Call upon any of the twenty stationed Heavenly Judges or the thirty Heavenly Guards. If they believe any flase play in these matches, we will redo the match at a later time and ensure that no bad blood was in use or that any pure foul play in use will result in that person being killed without orders." Peacock told the crowd.

The crowd was quite pleased with that last statement.

"Without further ado, let out first match participants enter." Peacock danced.

People with different looking robes and hair styles entered the first square.

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"You all begin."

Immediately, a large person tried to barrel several people out only to be tossed out by those people. The crowd cheered for the people tossing the person out.

"He was either not supposed to enter or he was given a chance. He decided to let the others use it. What a great type of person." Deathholder thought.

"Master, I believe you want him brought up?" His butler asked.

"You know what, sure bring him up." Deathholder spoke.

"Someone whom my son can depend on. I wonder how his personality truly is." Deathholder thought.

Soon, it became clear who would win the first match. This did not surprise Deathholder. What was surprising that she was more fluid today than in most of her matches.

"Either she has been training hard or she truly deserves that spot." Deathholder spoke.

"Folks! Time for the Second Royal Match participants to enter." Peacock shouted.

Admist the crowd, Deathholder's son was in. Most people knew that he was a good and kind person at heart. In the arena, he could very well be a monster.

"You can do it son." Deathholder spoke looking down.

Most of the second Royal Match participants all locked eyes on Deathholder's son. Deathholder knew that his son would be disadvantaged. He hoped that even with that. His son could change it into a victory.

"Second Royal Match Start" Peacock echoed.

Everyone in the second match charged forward. Their only goal to knock Deathholder's son out of the arena to have a fair match. Before most people could get ahold of him. He ducked just allowed everyone to knock themselves out of the arena.

The crowd did not cheer for that match. That was absolute garbage that everyone wanted to knock out one person only to be knocked out by each other in the process.

Even the people on the front row all spoke in disgust for how these people acted. None of them would even get a chance to advance due to Peacock.

"Well, what an interesting view of a match. However, let the participants for the Third Match Enter."

The third Royal Match people entered. The first round still having a finale between the last two. Inside the Third Royal Match was a woman whom Deathholder wanted for his son.

"I wonder if her mother would be fine with her coming over even as a concubine?" Deathholder thought.

"Greetings Master, I brought the man." The butler spoke.

"Come in and stand behind me." Deathholder spoke.

The man came in and did just that.

"Your local rankings."

"I do not participate in local rankings. I just fight to enjoy the fight. Rather I win or I lose, I honestly do not care."

"Not a good start. However, your actual ability was not terrible but you did make a mistake."

"I wanted to either take out multiple people or get myself flipped out. I was and am not ready to enter the Soul Temple."

"Great. Another useless person trying to make a name for themselves. However, that is what my butler did when my father got me him. So you will follow my son into the Soul Temple has his personal Butler. He does have maids and butlers but none are personal. Make sure that you enjoy your position. He can take it away as long as he does so with a positive attitude that you do not belong."

The man was shocked to hear what Deathholder told him. He did not believe that he would get in such a position.

"Dress him properly." Deathholder spoke.

The man was still shocked to hear the news. The butler had to nudge him for him to move.

"Also, have Peacock bring me that girl." Deathholder spoke.

The butler bowed.

The last of the two were in a stalemate. Neither one could push each other but they also were giving it their all to stand.

"Congratulations Fellow Participants, you four will advance to the Soul Temple!" The last match both participants fainted from exhaustion.

"Now then, we have Deathholder's Son who for some reason was completely targeted by the Second Match. We have Dazzling Zizzle in the First Match. We have Drunken Dope and Forgotten Child from the last match. Everyone give these four a huge round of applause."

The first part of the selection was done.