CHAPTER 271:So Prestigious Sects Don't Have Heads? (1)

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Shaolin was one of the largest known temple sects in the world.

Shaolin’s status in Kangho was huge, but its status on the Central Plains was no less than that.

Ever since the Dharma began to preach about Buddhism in the land, Shaolin had become a sacred place for almost all its people.

Of course, the scale was also so massive that no such similar place could be found elsewhere.

And now this huge Shaolin temple had been stuffed so full of people that there was no room to move comfortably.

“Ah! Don’t push!”

“I’m here, you people!”

“Who brought that chair? Who brings a chair to such a small place? Are you crazy?!”

The number of people who were here to participate in this competition wasn’t small, but compared to the number of people who came to see the spars, that number was nothing.

“Should we watch like this?”

“I don’t know! There hasn’t been such a thing in a hundred years! If we don’t see it now, there is no guarantee that we will see it for another 100 years! Even if my neck cracks, I need to watch it!”

From the first day of the competition, there was no space to walk. Because of this, even after all 1,000 monks were mobilized, they had a hard time controlling people.

“Wow, look at the number of people.”

Jo Gul was shocked as he looked around.

The area where the participants waited, and the area where the spectators were seated was only separated by a red line. Thanks to this, the sects who were participating could sit comfortably.

“The competition is in the sparring training hall?”

“Right.”

At Yoon Jong’s answer, Jo Gul narrowed his eyes and looked around,

“The hall is smaller than I thought. I thought it would be different because this is Shaolin.”

“Gul.”

“Yes, sahyung.”

“Look to the side.”

“Uh?”

Jo Gul turned his head. In front of the densely crowded place, several more markings were laid on the ground, like an area for the spar to happen.

“… we will use all that?”

“Looks like it.”

“What the…”

Yoon Jong shrugged.

“There are close to 20 sects who got the platinum letter. Then, there are only four hundred individuals participating. If it was the gold, silver, and bronze letters, then the participants would be over a thousand.”

“Thousand?!”

Jo Gul was shocked. Jo Gul opened his mouth wide, and Yoon Jong nodded.

“That was why the invitations were needed. If they let in all those who wanted to participate, it would take around three and a half months to get all the results.”

“Wow…”

Jo Gul was now feeling the influence of this place.

‘But, a thousand participants.’

When will all of them get their chance?

“It seems like the preliminary rounds will be held in roughly two days. After that, they said, we will move to a central training hall and hold the finals. There will be around 100 people left after that.”

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