Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Ibro noticed the change of the color of the Dean's eyes. After he finished his speech, this faint light vanished. The dean then said:

"This child hasn't told a lie. He really didn't know about that girl's background."

"But Dea…," Zoka tried to negotiate with the dean, but he was silenced by a single look from the dean. The dean then turned again towards Ibro as he said:

"I respect brave cultivators. You stayed in the forest despite the dangers and managed to survive, so you passed the preliminary stage of this contest as a reward. 

I will assign the head of the healing sect to take care of this girl. After this contest is over, I advise you to have some serious talk with your friend, my child."

Ibro looked with gratitude towards the dean. The dean then whispered something in an unclear voice. 

Nicole's Body immediately got surrounded by a halo of light that took control of her body. The bleeding from her wounds had stopped at once. She then flew in the air to disappear from the horizon.

"Don't worry; I have applied a first aid treatment to her. She is now on her way towards the healing sect. After the contest is over; you can go there and see her. Now let this contest begin."

Ibro wasn't part of the first round, so he kept standing in his place not moving. The preliminary stage of the contest had two parts. 

One was to assess each one's affinity and the second was to assess the purity of his spiritual energy. Ibro didn't know about that kind of assessment of the spiritual energy, but he wasn't in the mood for this. 

He was trying to search again for that strange memory but he failed. That was really weird. He felt as if something was shielding that memory, so he couldn't retrieve it again. 

He felt this shield was trying to protect himself from some sort of extreme danger or harm. During his deep thoughts, the contest had finished its first and second part of it. 

Ibro was still in his deep thoughts and dilemma when he heard someone calling for his name loudly. He looked ahead to find Sroki was standing in the air inviting him to go to the stage. 

He understood that the second round of the contest was about to begin. He began to move forward towards the stage. Everyone in front of him moved spontaneously to clear the way for him. 

His face showed a lost expression. Everyone thought he was thinking deeply about his next competition, but he wasn't concerned with this second round. 

He was so confident in his own power, but he was busy trying to retrieve this memory.

'Forget it, if I get a chance to retrieve it again, I have to cling to it and never let it disappear.'

Ibro had reached that big stage. He climbed the stairs to reach the top of it. He stood beside over three hundred other cultivators. Before the dean could speak, that distasteful Zoki spoke suggesting:

"As it is a historical contest to decide you inherited disciple dean grandmaster, then I suggest that upcoming battles should be battles of life and death."

The dean looked straight towards Zoki.

"I agree with the vice-dean suggestion."

This time, Ibro stated his opinion out loud. He wasn't afraid of those around him. Whoever came on his way, he would kill him without any hesitation. 

Any cultivator from these was stronger than the ones he killed before. He would gain more boast to his power. His instant reply had stupefied everyone. The dean looked towards him and then he said:

"For your knowledge kid, most cultivators who reached this stage are veterans. You should never be this rash."

"Thanks for the dean grandmaster's advice, but I don't afraid of anything. This contest holds high meaning, so the winner here must be the most deserved one. 

I don't want for that vice-dean to accuse me of anything after I win this."

He directed half of his words to the dean and the other half to Zoki. 

Entering this contest without the death and life condition would hinder him a lot. Most of his cards were fatal ones. He preferred to face such dangerous battles than playing handicapped. 

The dean looked deeply towards this kid in front of him. He either was very foolish or very strong. He didn't have any issue actually about that, as he wanted to inherit the fittest of these cultivators everything he had.

"No problem. Is there anyone here who has an objection to this rule?"

He directed his speech towards the cultivators who reached this stage. Ibro noticed the look of hatred from most of them towards him. 

He concluded that they were this poisonous man minions. He loved killing these foolish minions.

"Fine, then all the battles will be life and death battles. Now, the battles will be done one by one and I will decide the parts of each battle."

He paused in his speech and glanced at Zoki who was about to say something. The cold look in the dean's eyes had made him swallow what he was about to say. 

The dean's patience had reached its limits with his right-hand man who turned today to be his handicapped hand.

"Now, the first contenders are Rikan and Ibro."

Ibro understood the arrangements of the dean. Although he asked personally for life and death battles, the dean tried to help him by fighting first. 

Being first was a guarantee to have more time than all to heal or rest or do both. He didn't reject this small help from the dean. All the other cultivators moved away from the stage. 

When the stage became empty except from Ibro and that huge body cultivator, the dean said:

"Start the fight."

Ibro took out his sword and walked simply towards his opponent. He had raised his cultivation base by sixth small stages in such a small time. He didn't have any chance to try his new powers. 

He also had some new techniques that he wanted to test out. That opponent seemed to use some sort of body amplification technique which made his body enlarge by twice. 

He took out a long thick spear from his storage ring. This spear looked stronger than the halberds that Ibro had in his ring now. 

Ibro smiled as he felt more excitation, not from the battle but from the opportunity to gain more resources. Once they neared each other, that huge cultivator had raised his speed all of a sudden.