Chapter 2142 — The Pi Family's Choice
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So this time the hidden Han family was like any other family, and it was Han Tianba who came to collect. But Han Tianba did not know whether Wei Zhao needed the treasures of the hidden Zhuang and hidden Yu families, and he did not dare presume to trade for them on his own. A glance told him, however, that the two treasures those families had put up were both items already in his own family's treasury—so if Wei Zhao wanted them, they could simply be taken from the family treasury. There was no need to trade with them, and so he simply took the wagers Wei Zhao had won into safekeeping.
"Old Master Han, it seems you have no authority to trade treasures with us. Tsk tsk—I wonder, in your vast hidden Han family, is it Wei Zhao who holds sway, or you, Han Tianba?" Old Master Zhuang needled him with a false smile.
This contest should have been the hidden Zhuang family's foregone championship, yet Wei Zhao had snatched it away—how could he not seethe? He would not let a single chance for needling and mockery slip by.
"Naturally it is Mr. Lin," Han Tianba said with a faint smile. "Our hidden Han family is a family under Mr. Lin's leadership. Is there some problem with that?"
Han Tianba showed not the slightest shame; instead he spoke as though of something glorious, openly naming Wei Zhao's standing in the hidden Han family.
"Willing to sink to such depths!" Old Master Zhuang, seeing his provocation fail, snorted sourly.
"Some families can't reach the grapes and so call them sour—I understand," Han Tianba said with a hearty laugh.
Here Han Tianba and Old Master Zhuang were locked in argument, while the other old masters seemed to be idly chatting, yet the corners of their eyes were all fixed on the same direction—Wei Zhao on the arena! Master Wo especially: he could not believe Wei Zhao would not die. Man-and-beast as one could fight above its level, could kill even a top early-stage Heaven-rank expert—and it still could not kill Wei Zhao? True, a rare few cultivators whose true qi was not exhausted could keep themselves alive on it, but after so long, Wei Zhao ought to have croaked by now?
In their hearts, all these people simply wanted to see what had become of Wei Zhao—alive or dead, maimed or whole. So though they should have gone back for lunch, they all lingered instead. If Wei Zhao failed to hold out, then not only would the championship be voided, but these people would surely set out wine to celebrate—especially the hidden Zhuang family, for whom the championship would be like something lost and regained!
Wei Zhao was inside the jade pendant's space, yet he knew everything outside as clearly as if he were there, and he knew what these people were thinking. He did not dare slacken, and circulated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art rapidly, healing at flying speed. This time the injuries were too severe—there was scarcely a whole piece left on his entire body!
Though the second layer of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art healed far faster than the first, so many wounds could not be restored in a moment. So Wei Zhao could only speed up. These people did not want to disperse—then let them watch; they were all cultivators and would not starve.