Chapter Forty Seven: Meeting with the elders.

The horns Were blown loudly that if it hadn't stopped, the ears of the disciple will be deafened. If this had occured in the Vampire sects, the vampires would have fainted by now. With their super active hearing, they possibly would be dead if they don't cover their ears.

A Master came out and stood at the podium where the contestant would be.

In his hands was a sheet of paper where some informations had been written in.

He had a hood covering his face and a long, curved moustache. He wore a black robe and on his head was a small head gear that looks like the net of a fishing net. The disciples laughed when they saw him but they quickly controlled their laughing, to not cause punishment on themselves.

"And these are the rules of the competition!" He shouted out loud. "

"Each disciples of the same level will be competing with each other."

"If there are no candid winner in a round, the two contestant will have to switch opponents. But if it also