Chapter 4200 — I Surrender!
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
Yet Yu Dayong's next reaction exceeded everyone's expectations.
"Hold on—I surrender!" Yu Dayong suddenly raised both hands high and shouted, his face flushing bright red.
For a moment the crowd below erupted in an uproar, jeers and curses pouring out without end—yet on the arena, Yu Dayong remained unshaken in his resolve. He glanced at Wei Zhao, then turned and walked off the platform.
This scene astonished not only the crowd below but even Wei Zhao himself, who was somewhat stunned. The first round was the most merciless of elimination matches: lose once, and all further prospects were moot. A normal person would fight with all his might even for a one-in-ten chance—who would surrender as bluntly as Yu Dayong?
Had Yu Dayong been facing a late Golden Core expert several tiers above him—or someone even stronger—then it might have been understandable. But Wei Zhao was only early Golden Core!
What they failed to realize was that even among early Golden Core experts, strength differed as vastly as heaven from earth. Wei Zhao had killed Su Zhaohe in a single strike—and given Su Zhaohe's strength, killing this Yu Dayong in one blow would have been no trouble at all.
To make him fight Wei Zhao—would that not be seeking his own death? This much self-awareness, Yu Dayong still possessed.
So long as one's strength reached the early Golden Core stage and one came to compete in the inner-sect tournament, no matter what the final result, one was certain in the end to become a core inner-sect disciple. The only difference lay in whether some high-ranking big shot took a fancy to you and accepted you as a nominal disciple—nothing more.
Yu Dayong had never had any backing. Though he too harbored the vain hope that one day some great personage might favor him, he knew perfectly well that such a thing was little more than a fantasy. So long as he could be promoted to core inner-sect disciple, his goal for this tournament would be achieved. To wish for anything beyond that was pure illusion—it would only bring him harm.
"Trash! Coward!" Below the arena, Xu Lingchong cursed viciously at the sight. He had not expected this unknown Yu Dayong to finish Wei Zhao outright, but the man was at any rate an early Golden Core expert—at the very least he ought to have made some trouble for Wei Zhao! What the hell was this, surrendering outright without a fight?
Beside him, Meng Zhou was grinding his teeth in fury as well. At such a critical occasion as the inner-sect tournament, to step up and make one's opponent yield without battle—what a display of prestige! Wei Zhao's reputation as the newcomer king now truly rang to the heavens, making men envious and red-eyed—green with jealousy to the point of madness!
Over on the other side of the stands, by contrast, Shangguan Lan'er was thrilled beyond measure. Though she had great confidence in Wei Zhao, everyone who entered the inner-sect tournament was a Golden Core expert—for Wei Zhao this was an entirely new battlefield. To say she was not worried at all would most certainly be a lie.
Even if Wei Zhao could kill Su Zhaohe in a single strike and was indeed powerful, his opponents were no pushovers either—even a cornered rabbit would bite. And these were full-fledged Golden Core experts, no less. Even if Wei Zhao won in the end, what if he were injured along the way?
She had never expected this Yu Dayong to be so perceptive, conceding and surrendering outright without a second word. Her junior apprentice brother had passed through safely and without peril—what a wonderful thing!
However, Shangguan Tianxia, who had been dragged along to watch, remained calm and unruffled throughout, without the slightest hint of surprise.
"Heh heh, Grandfather, tell me—could this Yu Dayong be an acquaintance or friend of junior apprentice brother? Otherwise, why would he surrender so readily?" Shangguan Lan'er asked, delighting in Wei Zhao's fortune while unable to contain her curiosity.