Chapter 2107 — The Fourth Contest
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If the rules were changed just like that, how could future contests ever proceed? Wei Zhao might simply up and walk away, and he had already won a great deal over these two days. To jeopardize the final spirit-beast bonus round and fail to eliminate Wei Zhao would truly be a loss out of all proportion to the gain!
"What do you care whether it is useful or not? I am giving it to my wife to wear—is that not allowed?" Wei Zhao frowned and spoke with impatience.
"But... this thing has been worn by a man, and it is an undergarment set. Surely you do not want your wife wearing undergarments that another man has worn..." Diamond explained.
"Can I not wash it? Do you not know what a washing machine is for?" Wei Zhao glared at him. "Are you going to exchange it or not?"
"I will exchange it..." Diamond reluctantly handed the low-grade Golden Cicada Undergarment Set to Wei Zhao, thinking to himself: Pi family, oh Pi family, you lost the contest yourselves—do not blame me!
Having taken the Golden Cicada Undergarment Set and the other treasures he had won, Wei Zhao did not linger. He went off with Han Tianba and Han Xiaohu to rest, leaving a crowd of old masters and sect leaders gazing after him with looks of envy, jealousy, and hatred!
Only after Wei Zhao had gone far did Elder Zhao sigh and say to the others, "That Wei Zhao used true qi just now. If I am not mistaken, he should be at the early Earth rank."
"Indeed, early Earth rank!" The elder of the hidden You family nodded as well. "But is Wei Zhao really only at the early Earth rank?"
"Absolutely impossible. How could someone at the early Earth rank kill three skilled Earth-rank fighters in an instant?" The elder of the Yu family shook his head.
"That is true... and besides, Wei Zhao said himself that he suppressed his strength..." Elder Tang said. "Long ago, Wei Zhao was already an expert at the early Earth rank. This lad climbs ranks at incredible speed—during the Ice Palace trials he was still at the peak of the middle Mystic rank..."
"If you go back half a year, Wei Zhao was only at the early Mystic rank then, and when he fought my little Zhu, they traded blows to a standstill. Can you even compare that?" Elder Zhao frowned. "Wei Zhao has been at the early Earth rank for a long while now. To say he has not broken through is really rather unlikely. Is the lad laying down a smokescreen?"
"Hard to say! Wei Zhao's usual trick is to play the pig to eat the tiger—deliberately pretending to be weak, then putting on airs once the enemy comes knocking!" Diamond said bitterly. "Even one of Wei Zhao's underlings could beat my junior brother to death. How weak can Wei Zhao himself possibly be?"
"That makes sense!" Everyone nodded. Clearly they were well acquainted with Wei Zhao's customary strategy of luring the enemy—he would feign weakness on purpose, and then, when everyone came swarming at him, deal them a powerful blow!
This time, no one wanted to play the fool. Whoever charged in again would truly have a hole drilled through his brain. It had already happened several times; they had fallen for the same trick twice already. Twice is enough—no third time. At the level of these elders and sect masters, no one was a fool anymore.
"Forget it. Never mind whether Wei Zhao is laying down a smokescreen—let us prepare for the coming contests. We cannot let Wei Zhao win again. If Wei Zhao wins again, we will truly have lost all face!" Although Elder Zhao had been defeated in the first contest, as the second and third contests followed and the others suffered defeat after defeat, he was no longer quite so dejected—after all, he had company.
Still, no matter what, he did not want Wei Zhao to keep winning. Otherwise, this conspiracy against the hidden Han family would turn into a colossal joke!
Everyone nodded and said nothing more. With grave expressions they left the trial grounds and went back to prepare for the next contest...