Armipotent

Chapter 1722 Earth Tournament (2)

Chapter 1722  Earth Tournament (2)

The Earth Tournament was totally different than the previous one. The participants would be teleported into a small dimension where they had to fight in a battle royal format. Each faction was allowed to send up to three teams maximum to battle for survival.

The difference was that the team from the other factions were not the only enemies in this tournament. Monsters and beasts existed in that dimension, and they were also a threat to the participants.

The System had prepared an arena to watch the tournament. It was a massive dome with a circle seat with limited numbers. A faction could not bring all their members to watch directly from the dome. However, the faction was allowed to share the footage of their teams with their base. So those who could not follow into this private space could still watch their teams from their homes.

Many people from different factions arrived an hour before the Earth Tournament started. Most of them were small factions with smaller territories. Many of them were a new faction, remnants of the World Government that had been destroyed by the Tang Empire.

After The World Government lost the war and disbanded. The remnants of the World Government split up and formed new factions. Many of them arrived as a new faction in this year's Earth Tournament and World Congress.

The big factions like The Tang Empire, The Revolution Kingdom, and The United Sovereign might compete for their reputation. But for the smaller factions, they competed for the reward.

There were four big screens in the center of the arena, and the seats were split into three floors. The second floor was the most ideal seat because of the screen. The factions on the second floor did not have to look up and look down to watch the screen, the most comfortable spot.

The second floor was where the big faction was. The faction with the most seats to watch. No one knew how the System classified the factions, but the small factions got ten seats to watch the tournament.

A group of ten came to the edge of the arena. They came from a small faction and observed the arena. They all looked at the second floor and were mad at the stark difference between their seats and the seats on the second floor.

The second floor was obviously for VIPs, and they could not accept it because it was decided by the System. They felt like it was unfair. Not only did they get only ten seats, but their seats were different as well.

"What is this? Why do we only get ten seats, and there's a faction with two hundred seats? This is unfair!"

A man in a dark suit could not help but complain after he looked at a section with two hundred seats on the second floor. Not only did this section have two hundred seats, but each seat was more comfortable than the one he received.

His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear him. Everyone halted their steps and looked at the ten people.

Deep inside, the man was nervous when everyone looked at him. But if he did not look away because he did not want his faction to be looked down on or even looked weak by these people. He expected some of these people would confront him, but most of them shook their heads and ignored him. Some of them even laughed at him.

His eyes were sharp to catch who was laughing at him, "Why are you laughing? Are you mocking me?"

The man in the dark suit approached the group that laughed at him. He dared to confront the opposite party because they were also a group of ten. That signified their status as a small faction like them. That was the reason he dared to confront the opposite group.

"Mocking you? That's not my intention. I laughed because I found it funny to hear your complaint," The confronted man shook his head, "If you are a little bit heedful, then you shouldn't have complained. Haven't you realized that you are the only one complaining?"

The man with the dark suit furrowed his brow, thinking what the opposite party said. He looked at the seat on the first floor where all the small factions were. He realized that no one complained. They all looked at their assigned section and sat there. No one complained about the special treatment on the second floor.

"Are you a new faction? Did your team participate in the first Earth Tournament?"

The confronted man did not get offended even though the man in the dark suit came in hard against him.

The question confused the man in the dark suit, but he nodded.

"Hah…" The confronted man shook his head, "That explains it. My name is Maras from Montella Faction."

The man in the dark suit could not get angry anymore. It would make him look like a jerk if he continued. He reached Maras' hand despite his confusion. Maras had not explained anything to him.

"My name is Jaxon, and we are from Hamilton Faction. Our faction ruled over New Zealand!"

Jaxon was so proud when he mentioned that Hamilton had taken over New Zealand, a whole country.

"We are from Europe, and we only have three territories under our control. We could have more if not for Olympus."

Jaxon wanted to show off when the opposite mentioned how many territories they had, but then Maras looked at him weirdly.

"What?" Jaxon furrowed his brow and questioned Maras.

"It's just weird. You are from New Zealand. You should know about The Tang Empire."

New Zealand was close to Australia, and Australia was under The Tang Empire. Montella had marked the map where the big faction was. Especially for the Tang Empire. They did not want to accidentally touch The Tang Empire. So they knew about Australia, but Hamilton did not know anything about who ruled Australia.

"Tang Empire?" Jaxon found the name familiar. Then he realized where he saw the name. It was a section with two hundred VIP seats on the second floor. It was marked under The Tang Empire, "What about them?"

Maras let out a sigh, "I really want to leave you and cut off anything related to your faction. However, as people from the small factions, we have to look at each other to survive."

"Do you know anything about the war between The Tang Empire and The World Government?"

The more they talked, the more confused Jaxon became.

Maras massaged his forehead and pulled Jaxon further from the entrance, "Let's talk somewhere else. There's a lot of explaining, but I don't want anyone to hear us."