Like before, the fight starts playing in slow motion.
Everything was normal until the demoness sect member threw the knife that moved slowly towards the little sect master's face.
You could even see the referee who was close to making a move and stopping the knife.
But at the last moment, the little sect master, who still had his only hand on his mustache from the start of the first match, made his move.
He tilted his head to the right slightly, blew the left side of his mustache that was hanging down, and the mustache swung up.
When the knife was about to pass by his face, the mustache hit its handle, twisted around it, and, as if it were a hand, caught it mid-air!
The little sect master simultaneously blew the wind towards his opponent, too, which only the elders paid attention to, and then spun around himself a full 360 degrees!
At the end of the spin, as if his mustache had done its job, it released the knife towards the disciple who had thrown it.
But it was thrown in a way that its handle was first to hit the target, not the tip.
The 'Camera' moved with the knife, until it hit the opponent's forehead, whose eyes were closed, like something was bothering him, and his 'rock defense' was already crumbling, starting from his head...
The little sect master explained,
"As you can see, this little junior brother was indeed vigilant, and I was forced to use my secret technique, 'mustache catch and throw'."
Then he looked around like he was looking for something, but didn't find it at the end, and just shook his head,
"And because there is no one here with an extraordinary mustache like mine, there is no point explaining how you can train and use your mustache like this."
The crowd was still full of questions!
The mustache throw was indeed beautifully done, but why did the opponent's defense break even before the knife reached him!
In the elders' seat, the elders who saw him blow wind to his opponent's eyes started discussing,
"How strong should you blow the wind and how accurate you need to be to hit the eyes and force them to close?"
"And with his invisibility, the moment you close your eyes, you basically can't see him anymore because you can't detect him with spiritual sense at that moment..."
"But why did the spiritual energy in the body of his opponent disappear all of a sudden?"
"It was the reason for his defense to be deactivated before the knife hit him..."
They turned around and looked at the three members of the special force, as if they were ready to hear the answer if they were willing to tell them.
Charm goddess thought for a moment and said,
"It's probably his divine technique,
Called 'judgment by age. '"
Hearing the answer,
They all furrowed their brows in wonder.
'Divine technique?
What even is that, and if it's real, how does it work?
What a weird name...'
At this moment, a timid voice sounded behind charm goddess,
"Master, that scary guy just disappeared!"
The crowd's heart skipped a beat, and they hastily looked in the direction from which the sound came.
It was the Supreme Elder who appeared behind the Charm Goddess and was looking around while vigilant!
Charm goddess, without turning around, said,
"What scary guy?"
Supreme elder said with a trembling voice,
"T-The guy sitting beside me on the 'rule breaker's seat'!
He suddenly punched his own face and disappeared!
Master, he broke your evil technique and ran away!"
Charm goddess was speechless,
"What evil technique!
I didn't do anything!"
Lady Butterfly chuckled and said,
"It's called 'coach assistant', and the guy didn't run away, he is... imprisoned."
Fourth brother raised his eyebrows in wonder,
"He is in that treasure cage now?"
Lady Butterfly nodded,
"Yes, it happened when he was looking for someone with a good 'mustache' like himself, and saw the guy by accident."
Charm goddess chuckled and said,
"Naturally, a variable that could potentially ruin our Sect master's plan should be removed."
The two sect masters and the elders felt lost somewhere in the conversation between these seniors...
'What are they talking about?'
But sword god and snow goddess felt relieved to know he was captured!
At this moment, the lady referee announced the winner.
"Sect master is the winner of the third match."
The followers shouted together,
"THAT'S THREE!"
And the audience was scared for the third time.
The commentator appeared on the screen,
[The fourth match-]
But before it could finish his sentence, it paused, and the silent crowd heard a whispering that seemed to come from the microphone of the little sect master!
"Don't play this one anymore!
Don't you see the members of my special force are here?
Go straight to the last one, it's time to show off!"
The crowd who didn't know who he was talking to got the final confirmation of him being the same person as the commentator...
The elders were speechless!
'Little brother, we can hear you!'
The special force members just smiled and waited to see how he was going to show off!
The commentator changed his line,
[Alright, we had so many matches and all of them ended with the flawless victory of the sect master!
It's already boring to watch.
How about we make it more fun?
If everyone agrees, we can make it like a battle royale!
All of you attack him, if you win, you can continue between yourselves to see who is the last man standing!]
The crowd looked at each other in shock!
"Everyone together?"
"He didn't even say all of the participants,
But 'all of you'!"
"So arrogant!"
"But I like it!
It's more to the liking of us from the demoness sect!"
While they wondered if the elders would agree,
The commentator said another sentence that was like a trigger,
[We can continue as is if you junior brothers are scared.]
The audience became enraged all of a sudden!
The aura of the top disciples exploded!
"I came here to show off to my future wife!
I'm scared of nothing!"
"Fellow Daoists, the sect masters seem not to mind at all, let's make it a battle royale then!"
The elders indeed watched the chaos silently...
If the sect masters don't have a problem, neither do they.
And the two sect masters looked at the three immortals, who were watching with interest, and didn't say anything either.
This kid was weird in so many ways!
The commentator spoke again,
[By the way, the sect master promised his teacher, Snow goddess, to go in white and come out in white.]
The audience turned silent for a moment, and didn't take long to understand what he meant!
"He means we can't even make him bleed a single drop of blood?"
"Fellow Daoists, I think our blood is included!"
"Who is this arrogant kid!"
Then some senior brothers from both sects, who were silent until now, started standing up one by one.
The crowd who saw them taking the lead stood up excitedly too.
At this moment, four disciples, two from the sword sect and two from the demoness sect, tried to fly in the opposite direction!
Like they were running away!
Elder Elvis was speechless, but then furrowed his brow and nodded at the end.
"These kids are smart..."
Lady Butterfly shook her head,
"It's too late, he can already see them..."
The elders who were going to make fun of them, wondered,
"What do you mean, Elder Elvis?"
He laughed bitterly and said,
"They just figured out the sect master on the platform is the same as another sect master they know...!"
The elders from the sword sect didn't understand, but Elder Sun and Elder Leta shivered when they remembered that night when the news came from the capital about world cleansing.
The one who brought the news was one of the disciples on the run!
He already recognized him!
He was the same Great Warrior from the capital!
And at this moment, the four running away disciples turned around in the air and came back towards the silver platform...
The little sect master nodded at them while smiling as if he recognized them.
The four who lost control for just a moment and flew back, smiled bitterly, cupped their hands, bowed, and said,
"Please take it easy on us, Great Warrior."
The little sect master, while stroking his mustache, nodded, as if he liked it when they called him a great warrior,
"Don't worry, it will be over before you know.
But I want you to fight with everything you've got.
Do you... Understand?"
The four senior disciples gulped,
"As you order!"
The referee was speechless...
What kind of conversation is this?
Who is the Great Warrior?
This little boy?
These four disciples definitely knew him...
The platform was filled with people in no time.
Even some people who weren't registered showed up.
They thought if this whole competition is rigged, then why not have fun while messing it up?
On one side were the newcomers, and on the other side the little sect master.
It wasn't like they were going to attack him all together, they just didn't care about him.
They thought the first person would kick him out.
The little sect master started laughing and appeared on the screen.
"Alright, how can I not show you respect when all of you gathered together?"
Then he let go of his mustache and moved his fingers in some weird way while saying,
"Secret technique, hand regeneration!"
And he brought his hand, which he had been hiding in his robe until now, out of his sleeve.
The people around who already saw the hand from the start laughed mockingly.
The little sect master who saw them laughing at him like that, as if he didn't like it, sent an order,
"Little mirror, no one is allowed to leave the arena until only one man is standing!"
The space around the people on the silver platform changed the moment he gave the order, and a glass-like bubble appeared around them!
Before the crowd could figure out what was going on, they heard him say with excitement,
"We don't need a judge anymore until the end, so junior brothers, let us begin!"
The four people who knew there was no turning back from what was going to happen were going to activate whatever technique they could, but,
"Divine technique, judgment by age!"
After the little sect master said this sentence, they lost all hope...
And not only them, the rest of the people inside the bubble lost their last hope to show off in front of the junior and senior sisters!
Even the lady referee wasn't spared.
All of them lost their spiritual energy and then felt their bodies were too heavy for them even to stand...
And so, a one-sided beating started.
"What is happening?"
"What happened to my spiritual energy!"
"Why do I feel so weak!"
"This is cheating!
Which senior is doing this!"
"Fellow Daoists, the little demon seems fine, be careful!"
"Oh no, he is coming this way!"
"Don't hit me, Senior Brother, I surrender!"
"Aaah--"
"Run, fellow Daoists!
Run out of this formation!"
"Fellow Daoist, I can barely move right now, you guys, good luck running away..."
"Sect Master, spare us, we surrender!"
"I think I hit him, see if there is any blood!"
"Senior Brother, it was me that you hit..."
"How is he so strong, tossing people around like that!"
"He is knocking out everybody!"
Watching the chaotic scene below,
The elders eventually closed their eyes.
The outcome was obvious, and it was excruciating to watch...
A bunch of cultivators, training for decades, improve themselves year after year, suddenly turn back into mortals in a moment, and then get beaten up by a child?
This will be a nightmare in their dreams for a while, probably!
Not long after, under the shocked gaze of the audience, only two people were standing on the silver platform...
One was the lady referee, and the other one was the little Sect Master who was acting like a senior again, with one hand behind his back and one hand stroking his mustache, looking around to see if anyone was left.
The whole venue was deathly silent.
All the ladies in the audience who were thinking about their future husbands were at a loss for words!
And all those disciples who joined in anger or just for fun were 'sleeping' soundly.
The lady referee looked at the 'corpses' all around her, and then at the former adorable little boy, and gulped nervously.
She felt what they felt after he used that unreasonable technique, and understood how exactly it works!
They all actually turned to the power level equal to when they were at his age, like a kind of law was applied to them temporarily, and turned his technique's name to reality!
They were 'judged' by the same age as him!
She could only do her best to stand where she was with shivering legs, until he beat up everyone, and she was back to normal again.
It was only then that she found out it was all temporary.
Even in the elders' seat, they were all looking afraid now!
So many people all of a sudden turned back to mortals, including one of them!
What kind of unstoppable devil was this little boy?
If they hadn't heard it from Charm Goddess, they would never have believed it was him!
No wonder all these immortals are listening to him,
It's because they are scared of him, and nothing else!
And how was he so good at martial arts at his age?
They couldn't help but be amazed by how precisely and effortlessly he knocked people out without them bleeding a single drop of blood, and how even though he was so short, he moved around and beat them up in a way that seemed his martial art was developed exactly for someone with a short stature like himself!
Even some 'smart' disciples tried to make themselves bleed in order to at least make his white robe bloody and win this way, but somehow they would lose control over their bodies at the last moment, and they would miss the attack on themselves!
Snow Goddess, with a dry mouth, asked her mother-in-law,
"A-any tips on how I should deal with him?
He is coming for his prize soon..."
Lady Butterfly, who was used to this little boy by now, smiled and said,
"Just act as his teacher, the role he gave you.
You should give him something fancy and memorable as a prize when he comes here.
And if there was an emergency, I'll give you a hand, don't worry."
Snow Goddess felt slightly at ease and nodded.
Sword God was the most scared now,
"Mother, will he kill me if he finds out that I am alive?"
Lady Butterfly chuckled,
"He won't, but he might try to reverse the time with his divine technique and fix the events that he doesn't like!"
The crowd gasped in shock!
Sword God asked with eyes wide open,
"He can reverse time?"
Lady Butterfly shook her head,
"He can't.
But do you dare to tell him he didn't reverse time if he uses his time reversal technique?"
The crowd laughed bitterly...
Sword God sighed and said,
"Mother, it has been hard on you and Rose these days..."
Lady Butterfly snorted,
"For me, it was indeed not a good time.
But I bet Rose had a lot of fun... She is his assistant, you know?"
On the silver platform, Little Mortal took out his small notebook.
Then he looked at the referee while ready to 'tick' another of his quests.
The referee, who saw him looking at her, coughed and raised her hand,
"The winner of this year's competition, Sect Master!"
The little Sect Master smiled and added another 'tick'
[ 5. Win the competition ✔ ]
The followers stood up together and shouted,
"THAT'S ALL OF THEM!"
Then cupped their hands, bowed, and said,
"It was hard on you, Sect Master."
The audience, who had come back to reality upon hearing them shout, sighed in relief.
This show finally ended?
The little commentator, for one last time, appeared on the screen,
[Alright, we have our second winner of the day.
Please, everyone, a round of applause!]
The followers started clapping, but the audience didn't.
"Do they think we are playing this game to the end?"
"What a joke of a competition!"
"So embarrassing--"
But a sudden change scared all of them out of their wits, and a certain group, which wasn't as smart as the four people from before, remembered a really horrible memory!
The sudden change was them clapping without their own will!
The elders in their seats felt a chill run through their skin from the sound...
Everyone was clapping at the exact same time!
Like a group of puppets, under control, 100% in sync together!
And add the polite and happy smile that was basically all the same on their faces, made the whole thing extremely creepy!
A certain group of disciples in the audience remembered what they experienced personally in the capital!
This experience was buried in a corner of their minds until this moment, and now suddenly revealed itself!
They tried to talk, and surprisingly, while they couldn't control the creepy smile and clapping movements, they could at least talk.
"Oh no, it's him!"
"We should run!"
"Don't be stupid!
Don't move!"
"Don't move?
Do you think we can?"
"Fellow Daoists, what's going on!
Tell us if you know what's happening!"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, fellow Daoist!"
"Everyone, calm down!
Don't resist, don't run, don't do anything, and we will survive... probably!"
"Who are we dealing with here?"
"T-the Sect Master... Was 'him' all the time..."
"Oh no!
How could I forget that domineering mustache?
It's that Great Warrior!"
"Who, fellow Daoist? Who?
Just tell us what demon is controlling us!"
"We were wrong the whole time!
There was no senior behind the scenes all this time!"
"The Sect Masters and elders are all under his control by now; they are done for!
Like what he did in the capital with the army and the Emperor himself!"
"Fellow Daoists, can you explain it in a way that we can understand?
You are scaring us..."
"Explain what?
If he fancies us, he will take us away with him!
If not, he lets us go!
Just remember, the moment you regain control over your body, run, fellow Daoists, run!
Just remember not to make it obvious!"
"What about our elders and sect masters?"
"What about them?
They are all a lost cause, Junior Brother!
A lost cause!"
"Both sects have already fallen to his evil hand!"
"Let's say goodbye to him altogether, then leave!
He seems to like it that way!"
"Senior Sister, you are smart, I agree!"
"Me too, everyone, be ready!"
"Who would have thought that the man whom even buildings would open a path for to show their respect, would come here for this little competition..."
"Fellow Daoist, what can we understand when it comes to the mindset of those at the top..."
"Our life is indeed nothing but a way of entertainment in their eyes..."
Until now, all these people who were in the capital that day were under the influence of the Old Manager and ignored the memories of the world cleansing.
But they all remembered it when the same thing happened to them again...
The little Sect Master snorted and said,
"These little savage and uncultured cultivators only understand what 'power language' is."
And shook his head in disappointment while looking at the lady referee who was trying not to make eye contact with him and just nodding to show her agreement...
The little commentator continued,
[Thank you, everyone, for coming here today and accompanying us in these fantastic and fun events.
Sect Master and Assistant Rose can go to Sect Master Snow Goddess and receive their rewards.
I wish you all a happy day, fellow Daoists.
If fate allows, let's meet again!
Bye!]
The screen disappeared, and at the same time, everyone turned back to normal.
Little Mortal turned towards the followers' seat and was going to call for Rose, but all of a sudden, behind him, all of the audience shouted together,
"SECT MASTER, IF FATE ALLOWS, LET'S MEET AGAIN!"
Hearing the sudden farewell behind him, little Mortal was so scared that he jumped behind the referee's leg!
When he saw it was the audience, he smiled awkwardly and came out while saying,
"Take care, junior brothers and junior sisters.
Let's meet again, if fate allows!"
And so, the disciples, under the resentful gaze of their elders, left in all directions as fast as possible.
The venue turned silent again.