Chapter 2141 — A Narrow Victory
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"See that? My leader's sitting up already!" Han Xiaohu was overjoyed and pressed on: "Even if that Woking Dao is still breathing, his spirit wolf is dead and has been knocked off the arena, while my leader and I are both still up here!"
Seeing that Wei Zhao was not dead, a flicker of disappointment crossed Old Master Zhao's eyes, but he still announced according to the rules: "In the two-person arena challenge championship contest, the final champion is the hidden Han family, the Qianshan Sect…"
Old Master Zhao turned a questioning look on Sect Master Wo. If Woking Dao were not dead—if only a spirit beast had perished—he could still be counted second in the match; but if both were dead, they could only be recorded as having withdrawn.
"Wei Zhao, I'll kill you!" Had Old Master Zhao said nothing, it might have passed, but that inquiry instantly stoked the fury in Sect Master Wo's breast. Staring at Wei Zhao on the arena, eyes spitting fire, he let out a strange cry and made to leap up and slay Wei Zhao on the spot.
"Sect Master Wo, do not be rash!" Old Master You, beside him, caught hold of Sect Master Wo and said in a low voice: "If you want revenge, it cannot be now. The Hidden Clan Summit has always been watched by those ancient powers above. On the arena fists and feet have no eyes—life and death are each man's fate! If the Sect Master strikes, you break the rules!"
"Hah—" Hearing Old Master You's words, Sect Master Wo calmed down and nodded: "Then let that little beast Wei Zhao live a while longer. At this afternoon's extra match, I will most certainly have his life!"
"Indeed. Do away with him during the match, and no one can find fault." Old Master You nodded.
"Old Master Zhao, my disciple Woking Dao has already…" Sect Master Wo sighed. "In this match, the Qianshan Sect withdraws!"
Old Master Zhao nodded and announced the result: "The Qianshan Sect withdraws. The contest between the hidden Zhuang family and the hidden Yu family for third place is hereby upgraded to a contest for second and third place!"
Over on that side, now that Old Master Zhao had announced the Qianshan Sect's withdrawal, the hidden Yu family and the hidden Zhuang family naturally shifted from fighting to the death to a leisurely exchange of moves. Seeing that the two Zhuang brothers truly were formidable, the Yu family's disciples had no mind to keep circling, and cupped their fists: "The Zhuang brothers' fame is well deserved. We concede!"
At this point, second and third place were about the same—who would still want to fight for it? Wei Zhao had taken first place and thrown the whole prearranged order into disarray, so since first was out of reach, second and third looked much the same.
"Heh, then we accept your concession!" Stump Bird Spear cupped his fists and said. In truth he had no wish to keep fighting either; there was no personal grudge between the hidden Zhuang family and the hidden Yu family, and no need for the two houses to battle on. Had the Yu family not conceded, Stump Bird Spear himself had been ready to yield.
After all, second and third place had both become mere foils to Wei Zhao, and the glory that had once attended the top three at past Hidden Clan Summits was gone.
So what was the use of fighting for it?