Chapter 4488 — Too Greedy for His Own Good
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
As for taking revenge on Wei Zhao, so long as the boy remained with the Qingtian Escort Agency and stayed within the Weihu Sea, it would be no trouble at all for Cheng Haonan to find an opportunity later. There was simply no need to take the risk now.
What followed came as no surprise at all. The situation rested entirely in Cheng Haonan's hands. The ranking Gold Core senior members of the other agencies might each be no pushover, but before a monster like Cheng Haonan they were no different from ordinary passersby. Usually a single exchange was enough to settle them—easy as could be, and a joy to watch.
Moreover, to make his point-farming more convenient, Cheng Haonan deliberately held back his force. He used just one move to blast his opponent off the platform, without the slightest intent to kill.
After all, under the rules of the tournament, if these Gold Core senior members were all killed off, the agencies would become unable to accept challenges, just like the others—and then Cheng Haonan would have no way to farm points off them at all.
Watching Cheng Haonan rack up win after win as the Dragon Boat Agency's points rose with the tide, shoving the Four Seas Agency out of the top five once again, Hai Wuliang now wore the look of a man who had swallowed filth whole, wishing he could hack the bastard to pieces!
They had agreed to crush the Qingtian Escort Agency in one breath, and now, halfway through the crushing, he had simply stopped—obsessed with farming points instead, which had made the Four Seas Agency the biggest victim of all. Why was it that these people only ever knew how to ruin their own fathers?!
Yet for all that his belly was about to burst with fury, Hai Wuliang truly had no recourse at this moment. Even as the foremost of the five adjudicating judges, bearing the halo of chief judge for the Southern Continent Escort Gathering, he could not simply step forward and interrupt the course of the matches—unless he had a reasonable excuse.
Unfortunately for him, Cheng Haonan was challenging and farming points in the most methodical fashion imaginable, doing everything strictly according to the rules Hai Wuliang himself had announced. Even if Hai Wuliang squeezed his brains dry, what excuse could he possibly find? He could hardly claim a loophole in the rules—would that not be slapping his own face?
On Hai Wuliang's side, regret was so acute he looked ready to tear the hair from his scalp. Yet looking at Wei Zhao and the others, they were rather pleased that Cheng Haonan was doing this. After all, however easy his point-farming might be, it still inevitably drained his true qi—the only question was how much.
The more points he farmed, the greater his true qi consumption, and the more time Wei Zhao, sitting in meditation below the platform all the while, had to condense his top-grade bomb. As one waned, the other waxed. If Cheng Haonan had the sense not to challenge the Qingtian Escort Agency next, well and good—but once his head grew hot, the outcome was easy to imagine.
And so, in this way, Wei Zhao, Qi Wenmo, and the rest were instead able to rest easy, sitting calm as fishermen on the bank. After all, following those two wins and two losses, the Qingtian Escort Agency's score still stood as high as one thousand and seventy points. Even with Cheng Haonan farming at this rate, catching up would not be so easy.
After all, under the current challenge rules, farming points was not as simple as it looked. It was, in truth, a technical problem.
To be sure, Cheng Haonan could choose not to kill his opponents and then repeat his challenges with hardly any effort at all. But the trouble was that the agencies he had marked as targets did not themselves have many points to speak of—most had only one or two hundred, and some did not even reach a hundred. And once their points hit zero, they were eliminated outright, unconditionally.