Reincarnation Of The Shameless Immortal (On Hold)

Chapter 12: Red Haired Immortal and Shameless Reincarnate

The instant those words came out the mouth of the youth, a strong desire to fight suddenly ignited in the hearts of everyone, including Alan. His eyes revealing that of determination. If he failed now, he would have to wait another year for another opportunity.

Alan went to a register where he met a chubby middle aged man looking at him, his face had anticipation written all over it.

"Name please!" The middle aged man said impatiently. He had only been waiting for the start of the tournament; It was then that all the sleeping geniuses would awake and announce their presence to the world.

As for the ones who were already known like Alan, he thought nothing of them. To him they were simply ordinary individuals who had received a lot of resources from their various factions.

"Alan" Alan said immediately making the middle aged fatty look at him with a weird expression on his face.

"You... Didn't you know that you are supposed to use an alias for the tournament" The middle aged man bellowed angrily. Since when had he met a dunce like Alan.

"Ohw, then I guess I'll be called... Shameless Immortal" Alan said after contemplating for a bit.

His answer had shocked the middle aged man. This was the first time he met someone who had willingly addressed himself as shameless!

Such a thing was completely unheard of.

From the distance, Alan did not notice a red haired youth standing while giving him a death glare. Kokivo had only managed to enroll under the Unlimited Sky Clan after spending a considerable amount of  spirit stones. As such seeing Alan again he immediately exuded a profound amount of bloodlust.

'This fool, if he meets me in battle... He only has himself to blame' Kokivo said to himself while he walked towards another hidden area.

Alan then walked away from the registering area and walked towards another section that was specially designed for one to draw lots in order to find out who he would face.

He found that his opponent was someone called Fang from some unknown sect. Looking at his identity, Alan snorted in his heart and walked onto the fighting platform.

It was a square shaped island like ring that was lifted thousands of feet into sky. It seemed as if it was towering into the heavens making it seem like a dominant existence.

Alan simply leaped to what looked like an ancient representation of an elevator which lifted him into the skies until he leaped out and landed on the square platform.

Waiting for him there was a boy that looked about fifteen years of age. His cultivation having reached the perfected aura discipleship realm. His delicate and handsome features also gave made him stand out from the rest.

"It seems like we meet again" Fang said, a calm smile formed on his face hiding the anger and killing intent below.

"Excuse me, have I met you before?" Alan asked utterly confused further agitating Fang.

A bell chime then sounded indicating the beginning of the first round of the tournament.

Great Yin fist!

Fang charged towards Alan and punched out. Ripples in the flow of energy occurred as white dots began to gather around his fist and made a giant fist which enveloped him. It looked like an hammer being controlled by an ant.

Alan snorted and took out the demon slaying sword. Fire encased the blade as he jumped and slashed at the fist.

A thousand feet long crescent shaped flame immediately emerged from nothingness and slashed towards the giant fist.

Boom!

The giant fist shuddered before breaking apart into many fragment. It was like watching the glass of a mirror shatter. The giant fist then turned in to a white mist and dispersed shortly after.

However, the thousand long crescent shaped fire had only been reduced by half. The remaining five hundred feet charged relentlessly at Fang who swallowed a chunk of saliva.

The five hundred feet long crescent shaped fire stopped a mere inch away from his neck. During this time, Alan had already kept his sword in his storage belt and crossed his arms around his back while maintaining a solemn expression.

"Go, you are not worthy to die by my blade. I shall not dirty it with your blood" Alan said coolly as the crowd suddenly erupted.

"So... So cool!"

"Such feats are simply awesome"

"Senior brother Alan is my hero!"

"Asshole! Weren't you cursing at him for peeking at your sister while she was bathing"

"I have already forgiven him. In fact, I owe him a brand new storage belt"

Alan's lips curled upwards revealing a smirk as he jumped on the elevator like thingy which made him descend down into the crowd. However, they would see that his gaze was locked onto a particular figure.

It was... Kokivo!

'He's here too' Alan said to himself before he was drowned by the crowd.