The Tournament Of Power Novels & Stories

In the city sky, a beam of light suddenly appeared after three days had passed. And the light grew brighter each day that followed. Many who witnessed it realized that the tournament was about to begin. All young people under the age of fifty would soon compete in the grand tournament. Some even held back their power to avoid ascending to the eternal realm, all to seize an opportunity within the grand tournament. Now, all the forces were ready in their places to enter the tournament. And as everyone was busy gazing at the sky, a surprise emerged when a light burst forward into the sky.

" *Scream!*… The cheering sounds Ravyn never expected to receive echoed throughout the stadium. Blue lights illuminated a small circular platform floating inside the cuboid arena, and above it stood Ravyn. "On the red side, one of the eight Rising Stars, a guarantee of unparalleled competence. Hailing from his homeland with a determination to conquer and become an esteemed hero, he is the man with the mightiest physical strength in this tournament—Supreme Warrior, Thwar!" *Scream!!* "Whoa!!!" "Yeah!" …

"Mom,but isn't Vador the name of our vampire king?" "Yes,he's the dark lord" "Dark lord,really mom?" Ava asked laughing"I bet you made this story up to scare us." "It's real!, the dark lord is vador" Aaliyah said going to the kitchen "My point is that I want you both to stop fighting everyday, Aiden lost his twin and a bigger part of himself.Who knows maybe you'll realize your twin power soon." "Mom we have no twin power "Emma replied "I haven't even figured out my special ability you know."

This man had long hated me, and I had been an idiot for thinking we bonded because of a little medical knowledge! “Oh, that I know very well. But don’t let that fool you, little girl. In Dark Woods, I call the shots. All that empire, it's me behind it. The power and glory were all bestowed upon them by me. And I am not going to sit back and watch as you destroy everything.” He said rocking the crowbar in his hand and stepping backward. He slowly pulled backward and I knew what was coming next. I pinched my eyes closed and prepared my shock absorbers, readying my body for the agonizing pain that was coming next.

Jaden suddenly asks. "We have the powerful tournament coming up this weekend!" Joey sounds excited. "Tournament? What is it about?" "It's a fair competition between powerful students... Two or more people will have to fight to show the strongest among them. There's also a reward for the strongest student from the Academy. It's always fun!" "Wow, I can't wait! Do our parents have to be present?" "Yes... Don't tell me you are thinking of joining?" Joey asked as he furrowed his brows.

The first test began: Strength of Body. Three elite warriors stepped forward—one by one, they would spar with me. No claws. No shifting. Just pure combat. My muscles tensed as the first opponent circled me, a tall, gruff warrior named Tavik. He charged, and I moved like instinct, ducking low and sweeping his legs. He caught himself, spun, and grabbed my arm—but I twisted, using his own weight to throw him off balance. The crowd gasped as I slammed him into the dirt.

That would be the time when he would be needing my help, and seeing how there are probably hundreds of the rogues, there is no way the two of us will be able to handle them without getting harmed in the process. Sneaking towards the powerhouse, I looked at the ring, waiting for the commotion to start. If they decide to create a fuss, then I will switch off the main power, and we will run away with the girl, and if they gave us the girl without speaking nicely, then there would be no need for any action. "And the unexpected dark horse winner of the tournament is, the new rogue!" The host announced, and everyone paused their hollers as Kaden fell to the ground.

DRAKE POV The war room of the tournament grounds smelled strongly of mahogany and conquest. Maps of the combat arenas were spread across the massive table, dotted with markers and pins representing security checkpoints. I traced the eastern border with my fingertip, the same place where our scouts had spotted Eastern Pack men just yesterday. Too close. Kael stirred restlessly beneath my skin. The tournament was supposed to be a celebration—a display of pack strength and unity. Now, it was a potential battleground.

The Vacuum Energy Barrier was indeed powerful, but it required a huge amount of energy to sustain. The Furnace didn't believe that a massive being like itself would lose to a tiny mech in a battle of attrition. Therefore, the Furnace thought there was no problem. It wasn't scared at all. However, when Victor violently slammed his halberd into the furnace wall, the Furnace was instantly dumbfounded. 10,000 combat power, plus Victor's Legendary weapon, plus the bonuses of his cores, plus the momentum from his burst of speed, meant the strike was incredibly powerful.

“Because I pay attention. Junior. Journalism major. He works at The Meeting Point. Try talking to people sometime.” I force a laugh. “It was a hookup. That’s all. One and done. Conditioning. Tyson’s the endgame.” Dylan grins. “So, Tyson’s the championship trophy, and Maxime’s the pregame warm-up?” “Exactly.” Except it’s not. Except I can still feel Maxime’s nails in my skin, hear his moan echoing in my ears. “Tyson’s the win.” But it’s a lie. And I know it. The dorm is too quiet that night, the walls closing in. My body’s exhausted, but my brain won’t shut up.