Chapter 895: Each Has Different Plan
"Alright. You may get out of my sight!" said Chen Xiaobei, looking at Zhao Ritian impatiently.
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Zhao Ritian rushed down the arena and disappeared into thin air.
"I would like to announce that the winner is Chen Xiaobei! As the winner of Arena Three, he is officially qualified for the semi-finals!" The judge declared and then quickly turned toward Chen Xiaobei and began backscratching, "Mr. Chen, congratulations! Soon, you will be able to join the hidden faction! I can see that you will have a bright future ahead of you!"
Chen Xiaobei turned his back on the old man and left the arena.
Before the fight began, the old man had told Chen Xiaobei condescendingly that those who were weak must admit that they are weak. He even said that Chen Xiaobei could only count himself unlucky when he was killed in the match.
The old man's face burned a fiery red as if he had just been slapped on the face. Even so, he did not dare make any comment. He merely bowed submissively as shivers ran down his spine for fear of being at the receiving end of Chen Xiaobei's retribution.
"Who the hell is this kid? He's so damn arrogant!" Su Dongruo squinted and said, "It seems like controlling him is not going to be as easy as we thought it would be!"
"Hehe. Taming wild horses is my hobby!" Yue Changkong said, his eyes chock-full with confidence, "The wilder and more arrogant he is, the more I desire to subdue him!"
Upon hearing that, the grand elder of Mount Hua Faction, Zhuang Bihuang could not help but start to shake unconsciously. To him, Chen Xiao was a demigod that one should not mess with.
Afraid that they might anger Chen Xiaobei, Zhuang Bihuang quickly changed the topic.
"I think there are quite a number of talented fighters as well! The Chen kid is not the only talented fighter here! It's not compulsory for us to pick him!"
"That's right! What Grand Elder Zhuang said is right!" Liu Xiyuan added, "Look at the Phantom Rain at Arena One! He's pretty good! Though he is wearing a mask, one can see that he's actually very talented and powerful!"
Evidently, Liu Xiyuan wanted them to change their target as well.
The Liu Family and Green Town Faction were on good terms. If Su Dongruo upsets Chen Xiaobei, that would mean the Liu Family would have to suffer with them!
When Su Dongruo heard this, he laughed and said, "Hehe, Brother Liu, are you really that thick or are you playing a fool? Don't tell me that you still haven't yet figured out who Phantom Rain is!"
"That... No... I haven't."
Liu Xiyuan looked blanked.
"Do you really believe that Faction Leader Yue would actually give out 5,000 Spiritual Stones as a reward? Su Dongruo asked rhetorically.
"That Phantom Rain, is he... Yue Junmo?"
Liu Xiyuan was not slow in putting the two and two together.
It went without saying that Yue Changkong had Phantom Rain who was guaranteed to win in his pocket as insurance so that he could avoid losing the 3,000 Spiritual Stones!
Yue Changkong trusted only his son, Yue Junmo.
Yue Changkong narrowed his eyes and said "Grand Elder Su, aren't Qi Feng and Jun Lin in Arena Four and Five your ranked fifth and sixth heroes at Green Town Faction? If they win, then the overall prize would naturally be won by our own people!"
"Hehe, I know them. They are definitely second and third place material! But I'm afraid that only one person—the Chang Qing in arena 7—can get first place!"
Su Dongruo half-smiled and asked, "Am I right, Elder Situ?"
"Huh?"
Situ Hengfeng flashed him an embarrassed smile and confessed, "I don't know who that Chang Qing is..."
Su Dongruo then flashed a smile. "Heh, I forgot that Elder Situ does not possess any real power at Mount Shu Faction! I don't think you know about it yet. That Chang Qing is the Xu Changqing from your faction!"
"What? That man is Xu Changqing? I really didn't know..."
Situ Hengfeng was very surprised.
At the same time, Liu Xiyuan was just as shocked.
They had thought that the three disciples among the eight seeded players that Mount Hua Faction had handpicked was Yue Changkong's master plan!
They had not thought that all the three most powerful hidden factions had their eyes on the top three prize, 5,000 Spiritual Stones!
Mount Hua Faction wanted the Spiritual Stones.
Green Town Faction and Mount Shu Faction wanted to take advantage of other's misfortune.
Therefore, Phantom Rain, Qi Feng, Jun Lin, and Chang Qing all used an alias, put on a mask and signed up for the competition covertly.
It was only now that Situ Hengfeng and Liu Xiyuan became aware of the three most powerful ancient factions' master plan!
Seemingly, the evil plans that they had in minds were getting more and more vicious.
But in Liu Xiyuan and Situ Hengfeng's eyes, these three ancient factions' plan was self-sabotaging!
One should know that God Chen wanted to participate in the semi-finals as well!
The leaders of the three most powerful ancient factions thought themselves smart by sending their disciples to join the competition. But when faced with Chen Xiaobei, it would be a classic 'to go for wool and come back shorn' situation.
Liu Xiyuan, Situ Hengfeng, and Zhuang Bihuang all knew that that was how it would end.
But they did not say a word about it.
Before the tournament began, Liu Chunyi had informed the others that Chen Xiaobei did not wish to reveal his identity.
Because of that, they would not, even if they were to have the balls of three hundred men, blab and displease Chen Xiaobei. The consequences would be fatal!
They could only silently pray that their own disciples would not have to fight against Chen Xiaobei.
...
On the other side.
Having embarrassed himself on stage, Zhao Ritian left the mountain.
Most of the audience were still staying at the mountain waiting eagerly to witness the semi-finals. That was why the path to travel down the mountain was exceptionally quiet.
"Bro Ritian! Please stay!"
Just then, a mysterious man in a black cloak walked out from among the trees in the forest and block Zhapo Ritian from moving forward.
"Who are you? I'm not in a good mood! If you don't want to die then f*ck off!"
Zhao Ritian shouted furiously.
"I'm Six Ears! I don't want to die!"
The mysterious man took out his phone fiddled with it for a bit, and then a delicate small bowl set with gold and studded with jade and jewels appeared on his hand. It was not just an ordinary item.
"Oh? What is this gem? Are you paying your respects to me? Do you want me to do something for you?"
Zhao Ritian's eyes shone as he stared fixedly at the little bowl.
"This is a Treasure Gathering Bowl! But it's not for you!"
The mysterious man then used telepathy to place enlarge the bowl to the size of a small pot. You could even see the pieces of crystal-clear gems!
"What the f*ck! Spiritual Stones! How is it that you have so many of them?"
Zhao Ritian's eyes twinkled as greed was reflected from them. He immediately dove toward the man. "Give them to me! That's a lot of Spiritual Stones! I'm rich! Hahaha..."
Sniff...
The mystery man took a deep breath of 500 Spiritual Stones were released from the Treasure Gathering Bowl.
The mystery man laughed. "Let's play a game! Demonic Mirror! Shadow!"