Demon Lord's Reincarnation

Everyone in the waiting room glared at the children, and as a fight was about to begin someone suddenly called.

"All participants of the tournament follow me."

Someone came into the waiting room right before anyone got to attack the children. The one who entered noticed what was happening and frowned. He could already guess what happened, he sighed before speaking in a rather cold tone.

"I said all the participants of the tournament follow me. Those who fail to follow even this simple instruction will be immediately disqualified. Those that harm any other participant outside the arena will be disqualified. Heck if I find any of you displeasing I can disqualify you."

Hearing what he said the participants finally quieted down. Most of them didn't want to get disqualified so they had no choice but to follow, not to mention there were quite a few that knew who the person speaking was. This person was a very famous individual whose fame is only second to the Emperor himself. Unfortunately, he doesn't make too many public appearances as of late as he was busy training, so many of the participants didn't know what he looked like, even though they knew his name.

If they knew who he was they would've listened to him without question, but of course, even then there are fools who think too highly of themselves among the geniuses. The pride of these various geniuses were too high for their own good, and among the many geniuses whose prides were higher than normal people, some didn't care about the rules set by others.

"I don't know who you are, but no one tells me what to do. These f*cking children have looked down on me and this won't stand. I need to teach them a lesson."

The moment those words came out of that participant's mouth the man who was standing a distance away suddenly moved and as if he teleported appeared before the young man who spoke.

Every single person in that room was a genius of some kind but even then only some of them were able to follow that man's movement. The man had his fist near the boy's face and spoke.

"If you want to go against the rules you first need the appropriate strength. Unfortunately, you don't have that strength... You're disqualified so you better leave now."

The boy who had just been disqualified felt ashamed and angry at this random nobody who disqualified him.

"You dare tell me I don't have the strength! I am Hillion a proud warrior, the son of the once great king Hector of the fallen kingdom of Azov. I will prove here and now that I have the strength!"

The boy grabbed hold of his weapon and was about to attack, but before he could do anything the man had already made a move. The same as before only some people could barely see the man's movement. The boy who was about to attack felt something flash before his eyes, it was only for a fraction of a second, but that was the last thing he saw before he fainted.

"You talk too much."

The man spoke to the now unconscious boy, he then looked at the other participants and sighed before speaking to them.

"So anyone else has a problem with my rules?"

This time no one responded and simply nodded their heads. Some of the geniuses believed that they could somehow win against the man but that would mean exposing their hidden cards, which was not worth it.

"You little imps, you better not mess around too much, or else you won't be allowed to continue." The man spoke to the arrogant children.

"Oh come on, Uncle Valdel, we didn't even do anything but talk. there the ones who butted into our conversation."

"Yes, Big Sis Calli is right, father. These guys were the ones who bothered us. We weren't even talking to them." The little boy standing behind the lass called Calli spoke.

"Theon when did you learn to make such excuses? Hmm, I wonder what your mother will think if she heard what happened here. Also, you guys what would all your mothers think if I told them what kind of mischief you've been pulling."

Valdel spoke with a smile on his face, making the children freeze for a moment.

"Uncle!"

"Father!" The arrogant children trembled by the mere mention of their mothers.

"Alright, I'll keep this a secret but you guys better behave from here on out." The children nodded their heads in response.

When the others who were unaware of the identity of the man and the children heard their conversation they couldn't help but stare dumbfounded. The person who moved so fast they could not see him clearly was none other than the Emperor's best friend and right-hand man, Valdel.

Then there were the children they wanted to attack, based on what was said they seem to be the children of the Emperor and the children of Valdel. Now the participants felt a little glad that they didn't attack out of anger. Even though they felt like they could defeat the Emperor's children, they knew that these children might force their hands making them show some of their trump cards before the tournament even begins.

...

Now that the participants knew who these people were, they no longer held any anger at the children. Being the children of the Emperor as well as being geniuses in their own right, the children did have a reason to be as arrogant as they are. Still, the participants believed that they were better and they would prove that in the tournament.

After everyone had calmed down, the group followed Valdel's lead and headed to the center of the arena.

...

Upon arriving at the center, John could hear the sound of thunderous cheering. He then looked all around and saw that thousands of people were here watching the tournament. He had dreamed of this scene hundreds of times, he had imagined what he would feel when he stood in this grand tournament over and over again, but the real thing went beyond his imagination. As John was being overwhelmed by the scene before him, he noticed a person in the middle of one of the rings who started speaking by enhancing her voice with a spell.

"Everyone let's welcome the participants to the fourteenth tournament of the Emperor!"