Zhao Yuanpeng rose to his feet. With a wave of his hand, he marked out three arenas.
"Students, those of you who wish to vie for the Golden Crow Fruit, please choose one of the three battlefields and enter. The last person left standing in each field will be declared a winner!
The battle will begin in fifteen minutes!
Now, make your choice!"
Yu Fei mused to himself. 'So, it's a free-for-all to decide the three winners.' With no specific rules, he instantly saw numerous possibilities. For example, someone could get twenty or thirty friends to enter the same battlefield, eliminate everyone else, and secure a spot that way.
The only problem was that the winner would end up owing a lot of favors, making the victory more trouble than it was worth.
The Golden Crow Fruit was extremely precious to an ordinary Martial Artist, but that wasn't necessarily true for the chosen geniuses of the Seven Greats.
