Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system

A large number of outer court disciples gathered and were whispering among themselves as they eagerly waited for the match to start.

"I can't believe a Deathmatch is taking place," said a disciple with anticipation in his voice.

"Yes, I wonder what kind of grievances they have that they could not sort out with words or even a normal fight, and the other party even accepted," another disciple said in a hushed voice.

"Yes, the last Deathmatch was years ago. I was so shocked when I heard about it from some passing disciples," said another disciple, shaking his head.

"Hmm, what was the reason for the previous Deathmatch?" asked a fairly new disciple, his tone filled with curiosity.

"Hmm, I remember. It was because the person who issued the challenge had his whole family killed by the other party as he refused to part with a treasure. Sadly, he could not avenge his family due to weaker cultivation and met his end," said the older disciple grimly.

"Do you know the reason for this Deathmatch?" asked a disciple, and his friend shook his head in denial as he had just returned to the sect after completing a mission.

"Oh, I know. I was there," said a disciple.

"Oh, what's the reason behind it and who is fighting whom?" asked the disciple.

"You see, Guo Gan got jealous because Luo Li picked a new outer court disciple as her Dao Partner. He got angry and challenged him," he informed, and the group sucked in cold breaths as they knew Guo Gan's brutality.

"For such a petty reason..." said a disciple with a sigh.

"But again, it's Guo Gan..." said another disciple.

"I hope he wins and teaches that arrogant prick a lesson," said the disciple.

'Heh, he wouldn't be wishing for Guo Gan's defeat if he knew his partner got screwed by him,' thought the disciple with a smirk as he had seen the other disciple's partner getting inside Wang Ming's parlor but wished for Wang Ming's death as his partner also screwed Wang Ming behind his back.

"But I heard some more disciples challenged the new disciple as well," the disciple looked at the person who informed him with questioning eyes.

"No idea, look it's starting," he lied as he pointed forward.

Buzz

A large, flat rectangular arena made out of grey stones rose from beneath the crowd, and some kind of force field covered the entire arena as if it was inside a large bubble meant to prevent attacks from reaching the spectators

The crowd looked with excitement as an elder appeared at the center of the platform and gazed back at them with a serious expression. Then, he raised his hand, and the crowd immediately fell silent.

"Today's match will be different from the usual ones as it will be a fight to the death," the elder said in a neutral voice. He observed the crowd; some appeared nervous, while most were excited since watching a deathmatch is a rare opportunity.

The elder could not blame them as he also did not feel much, only a bit of pity, as thousands dying daily is a normal occurrence in the cultivation world.

"For those who do not know the rules of a deathmatch, I will explain. The participants are allowed to use any technique or weapon, even the most disgraceful methods, and the fight will only end when one side is dead," the elder explained.

"Now let us welcome our participants: Guo Gan and his team, who have challenged the new outer court disciple Wang Ming," the elder announced, and the force field parted slightly on from one side of the stage.

Wang Ming and Guo Gan walked side by side as they ascended the steps

" Are you regretting accepting the challenge? Maybe if you beg for mercy for in front of everyone before the start of the match, I might be magnanimous to grant you a swift death. Otherwise, I will cut off your limbs, render you motionless and torture yo for as long as I can" Guo Gan threatened on a cold voice

Wang Ming snorted coldly at how Guo Gan truly believed he had a shot at touching even his hair in a fight and was bold enough to threaten to torture him before killing him. Honestly, if he wanted, he could easily avoid his current situation by asking the sect master or the supreme elder for help, but he knew very well that if he ignored these people today, they would surely come to bother him again in the future. Hence, he decided to clean up the trash early so he wouldn't have to worry about it later.

Soon, Wang Ming took his position and looked at the group opposite him with cold eyes. There were around ten disciples, and he only recognized Guo Gan and Hao Li, who radiated killing intent toward him.

Hao Li saw Wang Ming's cold eyes, gulped a mouthful of saliva, and flinched under Wang Ming's gaze.

"Listen, when the elder signals the start of the match, you guys immediately charge after him and sever his limbs. Then bring him to me, and I will personally make him experience true pain before ending him," Guo Gan said in an arrogant tone. No one refuted him, as everyone was eager to make Wang Ming suffer.

"Are both parties ready?" the elder asked in a serious voice.

"Haha, we are ready. Just begin it, elder," Guo Gan said with laughter, while Wang Ming just nodded in agreement.

"Begin," the elder signaled.

"Alright, go bring him to me," Guo Gan shouted, and the disciples charged toward Wang Ming with their weapons. Hao Li watched as they closed in on Wang Ming.

"You too go," Guo Gan said to Hao Li in a cold voice.

"Yes," Hao Li replied reluctantly

Just as Hao Li was about to rush toward Wang Ming, his eyes widened in disbelief and his body trembled in fear. He looked at Guo Gan and saw disbelief written on his face.