(OLD/NOT CANON) Immortal Ascension Tower

Chapter 42 - I Have Found Someone Worthy...

Four people dropped from the sky.

Yin Hei wore his black Protector robes with the words Long Yin Hei - Shadow Dragon on his back. His dirty and oily black wavy hair fluttered in the wind as he flew down from the sky, his yellow eyes looking down on the crowd below.

Wu Rou was an old woman. Although she was in her late fifties, her beauty was such that it could take breaths away even though she was way past her prime. With no doubt, when she was younger she had stolen the heart of many young and older men alike.

She wore a gorgeous pink dress, her own Protector robe: on her back, the words Wu Rou: A Soft Dance [Note: Wu - Dance, Rou - Soft] were drawn in beautiful streaks of silver and gold.

The two flew down from opposite directions, glaring at each other while descending. Behind each of them, a youth could be seen: following Long Yin Hei was the famous Zhao Bu, the greatest genius that the Sect had seen in more than a century, the potential Twin Star!

He looked nothing like a thirteen years old kid: he held his head high and emitted the presence of a lord that made people unconsciously look down and gulp. He was tall, about one-hundred-seventy meters tall and had beautiful features.

His grey eyes looked sharp enough to cut deep into the soul, his long black hair fluttered behind him making him look like a descent war God. Powerful! Domineering! He made people tremble with but a gaze and was absolutely terrifying to look at directly in the eyes!

On the other hand, Sou Rou was the complete opposite: she was a beautiful woman in her late teens. Although she was still pretty young, she looked really mature and gentle, just like a fairy.

She had straight, black hair, green phoenix eyes and fair, white skin. She had a small straight nose small and small, soft, red lips that made people want to bite them.

She was a natural beauty, but her looks were on a totally different level than the cute Te Rin was. Add her bountiful figure and mature demeanor and she left all other women present in the dust. Even Cheng Hao couldn't help but praise her looks in his mind.

The two youths also glared at each other just like their teachers did, it was clear that they also shared their masters' views on their opponent.

When they landed on the ground below them, they stared at each other for quite a while. It was Wu Rou that smiled and spoke first "What happened, Short Snake? Did you grow afraid enough to actually avoid a direct confrontation and instead let our disciple fight it out?"

Long Yin Hei rolled his eyes and sighed "You, better than me, should know the answer to that. To avoid casualties on your side and thus weakening the sect I had no other choice..."

Wu Rou's right eye twitched as she smiled and she retorted "Oh? That is so... kind of you. After all if we slay all of the people on your side and only us are left there will be trouble, especially if we have great casualties in our ranks... You are actually pretty kind, aren't you, Shorty?"

A vein popped on the the man's forehead and he gritted his teeth as he faked a grateful expression and smiled back "To hear that from someone so kind as you that you lost all fights against us is really comforting, Meatball [Note: Rou can also mean Meat in Chinese]..."

Sparks flew in between the two until they both snorted and turned their back towards each other and went to seat on opposite sides of the Arena. Yin Hei waved his hand and a throne made of shadow took form.

He sat on it and then looked arrogantly at the other Protectors sitting on the stone seats of the Arena.

One by one they stood up, their faces red, and they also created their own personal seat. After a small while, eight gigantic thrones could be seen: a throne built completely out of shadows, a throne composed of many lotuses and in the shape of a gigantic flower, a throne made of vines and grass, another one made of crystal, then one made of metal, another one made of blue flames, one made of glass and finally one made of strings.