Blood Summoner: Rise of Weaponmancer

Liam was seating in the vip room chatting with his system through telepathy when the door was opened carefully and young man almost 20 walked in escorted by two beauties.

He has long blue hair that was tied in ponytail, a sword was attacked to his back and he gave off the aura of a level 4 radiant heart cultivator.

Seeing him at first, Liam furrowed his eyes but when he saw the smile on the face of the young man he relaxed and didn't act too much.

The young man approached him and stood five footsteps away from him, his eyes was looking at him with respect causing Liam to wonder who he was that he was looking at him with such amount of admirations.

"Great young master you made it here earlier than I expected. thank you for gracing my dad's humble business center with your presence. I was actually wishing to meet the young master that help defeat that bastard." The young man spoke, a smile on his face, the beauties who stood at his side walked out of the room afterwards leaving only the two of them inside.

Hearing his words, Liam furrowed his eyes.

"Sorry, do I know you?"

"Oh, don't mind me, I'm Lauren, the son of the dueling centre."

"Oh great." Liam responded nonchalantly, right now he only felt that talking with his system was way more beneficial than with humans and he enjoyed it even more than anything.

Gaining ideas about stuffs and gaining epiphany of certain ways to survive in this harsh world wasn't a bad thing to do.

Lauren was embarrassed when Liam answered without paying attention to his presence.

He took a chair and sat on it then he started trying to start a good conversation.

Someone who was able to defeat his childhood enemy was his friend and no matter what, he would not like to have a bad relationship with him thus he tried his best to start a friendly relationship with Liam whom he addressed as young master of young master savage each time because that was the name that even his father used in addressing Liam.

He tried bringing up several topics, but Liam merely responded not until he started talking about martial arts and some of the sword techniques he have learnt from a sect called the Rotating Earth sect.

"An inner court disciple? what does that mean? Earth Grade sect, I don't know what it means we well" Liam is naive of talks surrounding sects so he asked.

Lauren was excited and he began explaining.

"In this world sects/factions/academies are ranked into five ranks, Mortal rank is the lowest and celestial rank is the lowest, after Mortal rank there is earth, heaven, Immortal. in all the silver south Kingdom there is only one sect and it's a mortal rank one and in the whole of great sun empire there are only three earth ranks sect and the one I attend happens to be one of them."

"Inside the sect, the disciples are divided into four ranks or court, Examined disciple, outer court, inner court and core disciples, among them examined disciple are the lowest rank and they are treated more like nurseries while the core disciples have ranks the same as the sect masters..."

Lauren explained stuffs that Liam have not thought about -- sects.

After listening to all the details about sects, Liam found out it quite interesting nevertheless things became more interesting when he learnt about a technique that Lauren was willing to show to him.

Lauren displayed the technique, it was beautiful and powerful and Liam felt that it was even better compared to the crimson dragon art technique.

"The technique is good, it must be a grade 3 or above technique."

"It's grade 4 actually, it was a gift from my master in the Rotating Earth sect after graduating and becoming an inner court disciple."

"Hmm" Liam nodded, a strange aura of greed was released from his eyes.

"Can I learn it?"

"Hehe" Lauren was kind of embarrassed, before showing off his technique he didn't think of how Liam was going to react seeing that he was someone that was more interested in martial arts than anything else and now after showing off and impressing the later it was time to pay.

"Sorry young master savage, the sect forbids me from impacting a technique I learned from my master to someone else. please understand." He said.

'Sigh' Liam sighed and lost interest in Lauren partially.

"But you can get more techniques like this from the sect, mine is even inferior to other inner court disciples, if you are lucky enough and you are able to become direct disciples of a transcendent human realm master, techniques like this wouldn't be something in your eyes."

"Really?"

"Yes, it's possible, with your talent you won't have to pass through the normal process and will be taken as a pseudo inner court disciple at once."

"Oh, that's great, I'll think about that in my free time" He let out after considering certain stuffs.

Outside the fight has already began and two battles have already been fought already nevertheless the spectators paid 70% attention to the duelling platform and the fighters.

The other 30% of their attention was paid to the one of fighters stand numbered 22 where there wasn't any fighter standing there.

They were surprised and couldn't help but imagined who that fighter might be.

Earlier when the crowd started pouring in, they tried looking through the fighters so as to pick one to bet on.

Most of them searched through the available ones looking for a new one.

No one knew the real name of Liam so they searched for any unknown one to bet on.

Their eyes spotted number 44, Thankfully the name of the fighter was unknown and they immediately picked that person as the right candidate to bet on, thinking that it was the same number 44.

The fighter with impressive cultivation even at a young age that was able to use divine flames to take down opponents easily and was able to take down a powerful young master with strength a realm higher than his with just a few moves.

If they bet on that mysterious number 44 once again, there was no way they were going to lose.

Everyone who voted for the mysterious fighter 44 placed their bets and gallantly walked into the hall with proud smile on their faces.

The smile only lasted till the start of the duel, after the normal welcoming process and displays by beauties the duel kick started and the fighters with their badge all matched into their personal platforms.

Behold, there was a 44 but the 44 was someone they have not expected.

Their mouths were wide open as they glared at the thin looking young man with two swords attached to his back who walked in with the badge 44 on his chest pocket and stood on the platform made for number 44.

An uproar began, curses affer curses were layed on the thin and poor looking number 44 who only came here to try his luck.

Oh, poor 44, what a life! he was only trying to earn money to treat his sick mom and take care of himself but now he was the center of attention but in a negative way.

He was an extra but why was he so unlucky.

Does such a bad author really exist? suffering side characters that were innocent?

Anyway, they tried to complain to the receptionist lady at the entrance but the hall has a no return policy.

After betting, one can't take the money back.

If they did like to bet on another person, they must pay a sum of twenty gold coins and then they can only bet with the minimum of 50 gold coins and the odd was only 2.67 considering that Liam was a great fighter.

Anyways, that was a policy laid down since the birth of this place and it can't change today and probably won't be changing in the future thus they could only walk back inside with deep frowns in their faces.

Most of them were thinking of making cool cashes by voting for the masked fighter but now they were placing Their hard earned money on a fighter that didn't even thrust his own martial arts.

On the platform, a martial artist using an axe smashed a fighter out of the platform causing all the crowd to cheer loudly.

"Ha, I'm you greatest fan Axe lord, I always place my bet on you. please don't let me down. deal with everyone. show them no Mercy. no mercy, show them no Mercy."

"This is his second consecutive win, he will definitely be great today, my bet will be good."

Axe lord challenged another fighter and they went all out, the axe lord won once again with his axe smashing his opponent out.

At that moment, the crowd noticed a short figure wearing a mask walking graciously inside.

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