Chapter 4483 — He Had the Same Tone
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
By contrast, Hai Wuliang, seated beside Qi Mingyuan, could not keep his expression presentable at all. The looks he cast at Long Kuiba and Cheng Haonan were already spitting fire; he wished he could swallow these two useless, contemptible wretches alive.
At the cost of offending several other judges, he had schemed to arrange this challenge by an escort-agency helmsman precisely to create an opportunity for the Dragon Boat Escort Agency to deal with Ling Yi and the Sky-Pillar Escort Agency.
Earlier, Cheng Haonan and his lot had sworn up and down that it was in the bag. And now? Not only had they failed to finish off Ling Yi and strangle the Sky-Pillar Escort Agency, but their opponent's morale had soared and their points had climbed ever higher. Was this not lifting a rock only to smash one's own foot?
At this rate, who could still stop the Sky-Pillar Escort Agency's rise? Would all the plans Hai Wuliang had envisioned before not become an utter joke?
For the Four Seas Escort Agency to rise again, there was one fundamental precondition: the Dragon Boat Escort Agency would finish off the Sky-Pillar Escort Agency, and then he would play his trump card and strike the Dragon Boat Escort Agency from the rolls—killing two birds with one stone. But now, with things as they were, even the first and most basic step could not be achieved. Even if he brought down the Dragon Boat Escort Agency, what good would it do?
The Sky-Pillar Escort Agency remained high above, its position unshakable by anyone, and it looked set to take the throne as the overlord of escort agencies—while his own Four Seas Escort Agency was on the verge of becoming history...
The outcome left Hai Wuliang wanting to weep but with no tears to shed, and there was nothing at all he could do about it. It was not as though he had a Gold Core-stage higher-up as mad as Wei Zhao under his command—and even if he did, the Four Seas Escort Agency had no chance to step forward and issue a challenge. He could only watch helplessly, able to do nothing.
The one small consolation for Hai Wuliang was that the Dragon Boat Escort Agency, having lost two matches in a row, had its points plummet by two hundred—exactly giving back the two hundred it had won earlier—so that his Four Seas Escort Agency had at last returned to fifth place. A blessing in misfortune, if ever there was one.
While Hai Wuliang sat there steeped in gloom, the Dragon Boat Escort Agency—the target of Wei Zhao's challenge and first in the line of fire—was in truly dire straits. Not only had it lost Wu Baoliang, that top-tier Gold Core great-perfection expert, but its points too now hung by a thread. The entire Dragon Boat Escort Agency was tottering in the storm.
There was no choice left this time but for Cheng Haonan to take the field himself. Even if he wished to avoid it, he could not—and besides, how could he evade a chance at vengeance that his opponent Ling Yi had delivered right to his door?
With a grave expression, Cheng Haonan slowly mounted the platform. This time, to accommodate the whole audience, the assembly had at last arranged to switch to a backup challenge platform. Its protective measures were not as stringent as the original, but so long as the fighters did not go blasting in every direction like Wei Zhao and Wu Baoliang just now, it should not be a problem.
"Since you are so set on dying, I shall be merciful and grant your wish," Cheng Haonan said coldly, looking at Wei Zhao.
So he said—yet in his heart he remained exceedingly wary. Wu Baoliang's strength had been a notch below his own, but the gap between them was slight. In particular, when the man unleashed that Raging Sand Thousand-Blast Fist, even he had been forced to respond with caution; one careless misstep and he would have suffered greatly—or even capsized in the gutter.