Chapter 4456 — Nothing More Than That
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Qi Wenmo could not help but feel a little uneasy. The strength of the five escort fighters on his side was roughly equal to that of their opponents, but if it came to a real fight, they might well suffer a heavy loss.
"It seems this Wuma Escort Agency has done its share of brainwashing these fighters," Wei Zhao said, slightly taken aback, though not the least bit worried; his expression remained as calm as ever.
"Huh? Brainwashing?" Qi Wenmo thought for a moment before grasping what the word meant, then nodded emphatically. "Right, brainwashing. I hear the Wuma Escort Agency runs everything from top to bottom on military lines. Three times a day—morning, noon, and night—the higher-ups deliver lectures, spouting nothing but how one should serve the agency with utter loyalty and die for it if need be..."
"That kind of opponent is indeed hard to deal with. A formation of men ready to die, charging forward without a backward glance—unstoppable, unless one's strength vastly outstrips theirs. Otherwise, even a seasoned expert will come off badly." Wei Zhao nodded thoughtfully, then turned to the escort fighters beside him. "Well, you five—what do you make of it?"
"We await Escort Chief Ling's orders!" the five contestants said in unison.
"Good. First, let me ask something off-topic. Do you play games—the sort children play, like drawing a circle on the ground and chasing each other around inside it?" Wei Zhao asked suddenly, his interest clearly piqued.
"Huh? Play games?" The five contestants and Qi Wenmo and the others all gaped at once.
"Yes, games. I was thinking—since our opponents are coming at us with such ferocity, why don't we play a game with them first?" Wei Zhao said, perfectly straight-faced.
"Uh..." Everyone was speechless, exchanging glances. If not for Wei Zhao's miraculous performance earlier, which had won their sincere admiration, they would have suspected the man's head was not screwed on right...
At last, prodded again and again by the staff, the five contestants of the Qingtian Escort Agency, wearing strange expressions, slowly mounted the arena that had drawn the eyes of the world, while Wei Zhao, Qi Wenmo, and the rest stood together at the arena's edge to oversee the bout.
"What's the dawdling about? You're supposed to be the dark horse of this tournament—don't tell me the Qingtian Escort Agency has cold feet and is afraid of us Wuma Escort Agency?" Wu Conglong, the chief escort of the Wuma Escort Agency, who stood overseeing from the opposite side, opened with a sharp, aggressive taunt.
Others might be cowed by the Qingtian Escort Agency's formidable, heaven-defying momentum. Not Wu Conglong. Looking back over the many editions of the Southern Continent Escort Gathering, the Qingtian Escort Agency had never once gained the upper hand against him, and this year would be no different. As for how much strength the Qingtian Escort Agency really had, he knew far better than most.
"Heh, it's not an important match anyway. The result is already decided, so what's the rush? What difference does a little sooner or later make?" Wei Zhao replied with a faint smile.
A commotion swept the crowd. By the current standings, the Wuma Escort Agency was indeed not fit to carry the Qingtian Escort Agency's shoes—but everyone knew the Wuma Escort Agency was a tough nut to crack. Even a traditional powerhouse like the Sihai Escort Agency would not dare to take them lightly. Wasn't that a bit too arrogant?
"Hmph. You scraped together a pile of points on sheer dumb luck, without ever fighting a single real battle. Your strength is anyone's guess, but your mouth is certainly big!" Wu Conglong flew into a rage.