護花近衛 - 第4455章 都是死士 - 清風書屋

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Chapter 4455 — All of Them Deathsworn

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He was honestly a little unnerved by this mad, twitchy Wuma Escort Agency. They had won the first defensive bout, yes, but at the cost of three lives—a bitter victory at best. If they fought again, he truly could not guarantee a win.

To put it plainly, the Wuma Escort Agency was the classic case of strength outstripping reputation. Last tournament they had ranked eleventh, but in real terms they could comfortably sit within the top ten.

"They are doing this most likely to make a name for themselves in one stroke—and we are the stepping stone." Wei Zhao glanced at the agency points board. The Wuma Escort Agency now had one hundred and sixty points, thirteenth among all agencies—hardly impressive relative to their strength, barely respectable at best.

If things unfolded normally, the best the Wuma Escort Agency could hope for was to scrape into the top ten. As for joining the ranks of the five great agencies—that was pure fantasy.

All that strength, yet their points were underwhelming. With opportunities dwindling and time running short, rather than plod along step by step, why not challenge the Qingtian Escort Agency before all eyes—that was the shortcut to rapidly raising one's influence!

"Stepping stone? Let them dare!" Qi Wenmo's fury flared even hotter. To him the Wuma Escort Agency was a scar; at the mere thought of that bitter first-round victory, he could not suppress a surge of shame-fueled rage—especially since they now had the gall to climb all over him, treating the Qingtian Escort Agency as their stepping stone!

"Brother Qi, there's no need for anger. From where they stand, the notion is not unreasonable. For one, our points are high, but in everyone's eyes we are still merely a dark horse—our strength is not yet truly recognized. For another, our showing in the first round may have convinced them that our agency's strength is nothing more than that." Wei Zhao smiled faintly, unbothered.

"Hmph! A pack of curs who judge a man by his looks!" Qi Wenmo snorted coldly, then found himself choked speechless—who was it, after all, who had performed so poorly overseeing the defensive bout in the first round, making them think there was an opening to exploit?

Yet for all his anger, when it came to actually facing the Wuma Escort Agency, Qi Wenmo still felt a certain dread in his heart. They were like a hedgehog covered in spines—nowhere to sink your teeth. He had never had the slightest intention of challenging them. But now the other side had grown brazen, had come sticking to them of their own accord, and there was no avoiding it.

"Matters have come to this, so there's no point brooding over anything else. This battle is critical—win it well, and it will be enough to deter the other agencies and keep them from rash moves. But if we stumble by some mischance, the consequences are truly unthinkable." Wei Zhao addressed them all gravely.

The others nodded with solemn resolve. Their Qingtian Escort Agency had shone brilliantly in the first four rounds, but after all, they had no hard-won victories against strong foes to show for it. There were surely many who nursed private resentment—they simply had not yet taken the measure of them and for the moment dared not act rashly.

This time, if the Wuma Escort Agency opened a breach, then in the eyes of the other agencies the Qingtian Escort Agency—currently riding high as the sun at noon—would no longer be some invincible overlord of agencies, but a piece of rich, succulent meat. Any agency with even a shred of ambition would never let slip this prime chance at fame; they would surely charge in and take a vicious bite.

"Feed an army for a thousand days, use it for a single hour! Brothers of the Qingtian Escort Agency, the time to call on you has come! As before, every brother who enters the ring receives a reward of fifty thousand spirit jades. All who are willing to fight, step forward!" Qi Wenmo called out in loud encouragement.

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