"Heh, I’m a magnanimous person, naturally I won’t hold a grudge against him."
Tang Ming laughed, looking at Fu Renjie with a teasing expression: "Such a perfect plan to screw over. If you had waited to execute it during the match, I really would’ve been done for. But unfortunately, you were too hasty—not only did you get beaten for nothing, but all your scheming went to waste."
"You... pfft."
Fu Renjie pointed at Tang Ming, wanting to curse, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat a mouthful of fresh blood and fainted on the spot.
This was a perfect plan that could eliminate Tang Ming, but unexpectedly, he got beaten for nothing and didn’t cause Tang Ming any harm. What a damn sha.
Seeing Fu Renjie faint, the dical staff rushed in to treat him. Fortunately, Fu Renjie’s injuries weren’t as severe as they appeared, not enough to be life-threatening.
"Useless."
Wan Yong and others couldn’t help but curse. Originally, Fu Renjie was supposed to be of so use, but now that the plan has fallen apart, he’s just a liability, failing more than succeeding.
"Host, he just fainted. What about my match?"
Tang Ming quickly asked Qin Fang.
"Since contestant Fu Renjie is unconscious, we’ll have to consider it as a forfeit from him, and contestant Tang Ming wins."
Qin Fang professionally explained: "Now all the contestants will rest for an hour, preparing for the next round of matches.
The eight returned to the rest area, the dical staff treating Fu Renjie’s injuries, while Wan Yong and others looked on in disdain.
"Phew, that was close. Didn’t expect they were so despicable. Tang almost got screwed."
Lin Canghai said, drinking water while looking at Tang Ming with relief.
"I got scared too."
Tang Ming wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, cursing disgustedly: "Never thought that bastard would play so dirty, almost got done in by him."
"Fu Renjie is the weakest among them. If he could truly eliminate Group Leader Tang, even getting severely injured, or killed, he would’ve felt it was worth it."
Long Ao shivered at the thought. This was about victory in the big competition.
"In the upcoming matches, we must be cautious. The four of them have united, and we don’t know what tricks are waiting for us. Better to be careful."
Wu Xiaoyu worriedly reminded.
"Indeed, we should be careful."
Tang Ming nodded, "The closer to the final stages, the less we can afford to be careless. Seems like I have to be cautious in the upcoming matches, or else if they fra , it’s going to be scary. But I think you guys can learn a thing or two from this trick."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoyu and others’ eyes lit up. If there really was a way to take out Wan Yong, that would be excellent.
The first round of the battle competition’s matches ended in such an odd manner.
Tang Ming vs. Fu Renjie, Tang Ming 1 win, Fu Renjie 1 loss
Long Ao vs. Wu Xiaoyu, Long Ao 1 win, Wu Xiaoyu 1 loss
Lin Canghai vs. Zhao Tianba, Lin Canghai 1 loss, Zhao Tianba 1 win
Qian Bujun vs. Wan Yong, Qian Bujun 1 loss, Wan Yong 1 win
After the rest, it was quickly ti for the second round of the competition. Drawing results:
Tang Ming vs. Wu Xiaoyu
Long Ao vs. Zhao Tianba
Lin Canghai vs. Wan Yong
Qian Bujun vs. Fu Renjie.
After the matches began, Wu Xiaoyu, Long Ao, and Fu Renjie once again forfeited simultaneously, leaving only Lin Canghai versus Wan Yong on the field.
"You’re not forfeiting?"
Wan Yong looked at Lin Canghai in surprise.
"Hehe, you think only you guys can play dirty tricks?"
Lin Canghai assud a stance, cultivated to summon Gang Qi, excitedly staring at Wan Yong: "If you’ve got the guts, try to injure seriously. I might try using Fu Renjie’s despicable tricks myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Canghai accelerated, dashing towards Wan Yong like a flash.
Seeing Lin Canghai charging at him, Wan Yong quickly moved his body to evade Lin Canghai’s attack but did not counterattack. He was scared by Lin Canghai’s words, afraid Lin Canghai might also try the sa con as Fu Renjie, and that would be a disaster.
"Interesting, truly interesting."
Tang Ming watched the exchange on the field, couldn’t help but laugh heartily: "Never thought Wan Yong would also worry about getting frad, ending up being chased around by soone much weaker like Lin Canghai. This match is too interesting."
"Haha, really is bizarre."
Wu Xiaoyu said, speechlessly watching Lin Canghai launching a frenzied attack in the ring, while Wan Yong kept dodging—the competition rules imposed too many restrictions on the contestants.
Now Lin Canghai was going at it recklessly, while Wan Yong dared not hit hard.
"Spectacular, truly spectacular."
Watching Lin Canghai force Wan Yong to dodge all over, Long Ao couldn’t help but cheer.
"Not so easy, Wan Yong is just looking for an opportunity."
Tang Ming squinted, smilingly observing Wan Yong: "Looks like I need to learn his style, can’t chase thunderous strikes like before."
"Wan Yong, if you’re brave, don’t run, co and fight grandpa for three hundred rounds."
The gap in their strength was too vast, Lin Canghai couldn’t get close to Wan Yong’s body even after trying everything, not even touching his clothes through all the fighting.
"Damn it, do you really think I’m easy to bully?"
Facing Lin Canghai’s taunting, Wan Yong got angry, seizing an opportunity, he gave a palm push to Lin Canghai’s armpit, controlling the force well, only wanting to push him off the ring without harming him.
"Good timing, take this."
Lin Canghai quickly twisted his body, then wildly cultivated, furiously clashing palms with Wan Yong.
"Bang!"
After a dull thud, Wan Yong, who dared not use force, was pushed back two steps.
"Lin Canghai, mighty and domineering, you actually pushed Wan Yong back, impressive."
Wu Xiaoyu shouted excitedly.
"Haha, that’s a must."
Lin Canghai grinned smugly, continuing his fierce attack.
"This bastard, he’s not faking it, what’s he trying to do?"
Wan Yong looked exceptionally grim, he didn’t dare to hit hard fearing Lin Canghai would fake it, but didn’t expect the opponent to take advantage of it.
"Could that guy be able to see through it?"
Tang Ming squinted, oddly smiling: "With Fu Renjie’s precedent, now Wan Yong is being cautious everywhere, making our plan go even smoother."
Long Ao and Wu Xiaoyu exchanged glances, both with smiles.
And so, the fight continued for over ten minutes, and facing the relentlessly aggressive Lin Canghai, Wan Yong finally realized sothing was off.
"This guy is wearing out."
Wan Yong’s expression turned serious; all this ti he had been consuming stamina.
Though he’s in an invincible position, if Lin Canghai keeps pestering like this, even if Lin Canghai runs out of stamina, he will inevitably consu a lot too!
The rest ti is only an hour, by then, stamina may not fully recover, surely affecting the subsequent competitions.
With this realization, Wan Yong kept evading while turning to look at Tang Ming and the others, finding those guys all grinning with sly smiles.
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