My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness novel Chapter 493

Elijah was so enraged that he wanted to curse. He wanted to upend the tray and aim it at Dustin’s face.

However, he did not dare.

Joseph’s gaze was threatening. If he dared to do something like that, Elijah was sure he would perish even before he moved.

He could only swallow his fury and move away while still carrying the tray.

‘I’ll make you beg for mercy one day, Dustin!’ Elijah thought to himself with a vicious expression.

“Alright. Let’s start the martial arts competition, then.” Joseph gestured.

The members of the Lotus Sect finally dared to begin the opening ceremony that had been delayed for so long already.

The ceremony was just a formality. Of course, the preliminary stage of the competition had to be held on the first day of the event.

The rules of the preliminary round were simple and crude. Twenty people were assigned to a single platform. The last twelve people standing would be considered as having passed the preliminary round.

The preliminary round of the competition was designed this way because there had been just too many young martial artists who had signed up. Plus, their skills were at different levels.

The main draw of this martial arts competition was unquestionably the martial prodigies that were Martial Saints.

There was no chance for anyone under Martial Saints to get into the top ten.

It was fine to have a simple way to eliminate participants in the preliminary round.

With this kind of setup, the weak fighters would lose on their own. They would not dare to attack the more powerful fighters, while the strong ones would not need to make any moves. All they had to do was stand there and wait to get to the next round.

To the prodigies there to compete, the preliminary round was just a formality. To people like Dustin and Joseph, it was not even worth watching.

“Why should the great Joseph McCall go to such trouble just to find a student worth teaching? Just say the word, and all the talented prodigies will be knocking at your door,” Dustin said.

“I know what I’m doing. Don’t worry about it, friend,” Joseph said with a smile.

Dustin raised an eyebrow but said nothing further.

He had a feeling that Joseph’s intentions here were not innocent. He had to have some tricks up his sleeve.

However, Dustin was not participating in the competition, so whatever chaos happened probably would not involve him.

“Your pills are devastatingly effective. I wonder if you have more?” Joseph changed the subject and brought up the pills that could allow a ninth grade fighter to break through to Martial Saint.