Chapter 92: Betting pact (2/2)
Rank 3 Xiushi!
Yet another expert of Black Cauldron Sect appeared and his cultivation was unexpectedly not less than sect’s Big Disciple Hong Lie.
The disciples of Black Cauldron Sect cheered loudly, but the people of Cloud Mist Sect became solemn. Now that Nan Tiandu wasn’t able to enter the battle due to the rule, who would Ye Chuan send?
There were many disciples of Cloud Mist Sect in the crowd, but only six had truly followed Ye Chuan for this competition. Fatty Zaho Dazhi was worthless, Nan Tiandu couldn’t enter the battle, and the two outer sect disciples were useless too, moreover, Ye Chuan was only Rank 7 Wuzhe. It seems, Zhu Sijia was the only person left, so although she clearly knew that she was not his opponent, she could only toughen her scalp and enter the arena!
“Big senior apprentice-brother, let me!”
Ye Suo suddenly came up from behind, and said with a sincere face, “The day before yesterday, I suddenly had a problem in my throat, so I left the arena on my own, disgracing our sect. This time, senior apprentice-brother Tiandu cannot enter the arena, so let me handle this match. Big senior apprentice-brother, believe in me, I will definitely kill this disciple of this Black Cauldron Sect, please give me a chance!”
“No, Big senior apprentice-brother……” Zhu Sijia shook her head, and immediately recalling those words of Ye Chuan.
Those seven assassins unexpectedly had the aura of Cloud Mist Sect, so that assassination plan was very likely to be the work of the mole, so Yi Suo and his master Third Elder were the greatest suspects. This match was very important, and if Yi Suo had evil plans, then wouldn’t he……
“Jiajia, say nothing, it’s fine. Everyone makes mistakes, so we should always give them a second chance. Junior apprentice-brother Yi Suo, go, even if other people don’t believe in you, Big senior apprentice-brother will believe in you.”
Ye Chuan interrupted Zhu Sijia, and looked at Yi Suo with similar sincerity.
“Thank you, Big senior apprentice-brother!”
Yi Suo bowed, then pulling out his sword, he jumped onto the arena. When he was facing others before, he had a sincere face, but after stepping on the life and death arena, when his back was facing towards Ye Chuan and others, a sneer immediately appeared on his face.
Originally, in order to make Ye Chuan agree his request, he had already thought of many ways, which included even crying and kneeling down. But to his surprise, Ye Chuan actually agreed so easily, saving him from trouble!
“God came to help me, brat, now, just wait to cut off your arm!”
The complexion of Yi Suo became hideous, and was dying to raise his head to utter a long, loud cry.
“Kid, time is limited, jump when you have time.” Off the life and death arena, Ye Chuan also sneered.
After he eavesdropped the discussion between Yi Suo and Hall Master Jin Zhikun, he knew that these two wanted to play dirty trick again, so this unusual request and sincerity of Yi Suo was already within his expectation.
To kill the enemy, the most refreshing way was not simply stabbing him to death, rather let him became complacent first, and let him do as he pleases, then when he is most happy and intensely proud, deal him a head-on blow.
Ye Chuan loosened the reins only to grasp them better, intentionally made Yi Suo jump again!
“Heh heh, even a knowledgeable person, when exhausted of all choices, he would inevitably make an error!”
In a distant place, Hall Master Jin Zhikun who was hiding behind rock also sneered and was happy in his heart.
His biggest worry was the vigilance of Ye Chuan, and not allow Yi Suo to enter the arena. But now, before the competition was finished, he was sure that Cloud Mist Sect would lose the Martial Competition! After that, no need to mention about Ye Chuan has to personally cut off his arm, even if he returned alive to Cloud Mist Sect, they could seize the opportunity to launch an attack making him lose his Big Disciple position. And when Third Elder grasped the authority of Cloud Mist Sect, he could do whatever he liked without any misgivings.