Chapter 1917 - 1922: Everyone
Each person has their own goals, ideas, pursuits, and dreams.
Lin Fei knows that what he pursues may not be the same as others; his goals might just be small regrets in others’ hearts.
Just like the person Lin Fei faces now, who has already achieved a top ten ranking. He doesn’t want to continue further, so he feels it’s enough and has directly withdrawn.
Perhaps there are other reasons, but it is undeniable that sometimes giving up also requires courage. Without courage, how can one talk about giving up?
Lin Fei advanced again, becoming one of the ten contestants chosen for five positions. However, the next four battles happen quickly, as the remaining competitors are elite fighters, and battles between top fighters can often be settled in an instant. So, in the blink of an eye, Lin Fei starts again.
Lin Fei became one of the top five, but among the top five, there are only two groups of matches. That means one person gets to advance directly without competing. Lin Fei really wants this place, but he can’t have it because he is in the last group of the two matches.
The lucky person is Tang Ming, who Lin Fei quite cares about.
Tang Ming’s strength isn’t very outstanding, but he managed to get to this point, making Lin Fei wary. At this moment, Lin Fei faces a youth with a sinister appearance, a person Lin Fei remembers clearly due to his cruel and vicious nature - making his Demon Beast eat his opponent’s flesh, which is truly ruthless.
And he has a vicious name, Poison Stinger!
He didn’t give his name, only said he’s Poison Stinger, a poison inside your body, a poison you can’t touch!
"I am the poison inside your body, the poison you can’t touch! I..."
"Screw you, stop the nonsense! To me, you’re just a tumor that needs to be removed!" Lin Fei didn’t give the opponent a chance to babble on. He knew every time the opponent entered the arena, he’d say this, causing psychological pressure and promoting his own reputation.
However, this tactic has no effect on Lin Fei. He charged towards the opponent without a word.
The opponent frowned, "Don’t you know it’s really rude to interrupt someone while they’re speaking?!"
Poison Stinger was also enraged, surprised that Lin Fei had interrupted his speech, thinking this was simply unforgivable, thus he stepped forward and shouted angrily, "Poisonous Centipede! Attack him! Poison him to death!"
Lin Fei sneered: "More poison? It’s useless against me." Lin Fei suddenly slapped out, Flame Power gathering in his hand, forming a flame palm and heading straight towards Poison Stinger.
Poison Stinger suddenly waved his hand, summoning a wave of green toxic mist in front of him, which burned and emitted a pungent smell, filling the arena.
Lin Fei frowned, sensing something was off, then transformed his True Qi, immediately forming a long sword, thrusting it towards the charging Poison Stinger.
Poison Stinger smirked, suddenly a black shadow rushed towards Lin Fei, aiming for Lin Fei’s chest, like a sharp sword.
"I knew you’d strike underhandedly." Without hesitation, Lin Fei’s sword hit the incoming shadow.
Clang!
A crisp sound accompanied by a burst of sparks erupted, Lin Fei sprang into the air, swiftly reaching over three meters high, while the black shadow passed beneath him, dodging the attack.
However, Poison Stinger awaited above him, spraying a wave of toxic mist at Lin Fei, catching him off guard.
At this moment, Lin Fei shouted, "White Wolf!"
A white light flickered, like a gust of white wind blew by, instantly dispersing the toxic mist, and a white figure rushed at Poison Stinger, striking him directly, causing Poison Stinger to fly off.
Simultaneously, the white figure stopped, catching Lin Fei below, allowing Lin Fei to land smoothly, and it was none other than the White Wolf.
The Poisonous Centipede saw its master being flung away, without a word, flew towards protecting its master.
Lin Fei looked at Poison Stinger, then towards the Judge, who announced Lin Fei’s victory.
The Poisonous Centipede likely won’t wake up for a while, after being hit so hard by the White Wolf. You know how powerful White Wolf is; it’s at least in the True Body Realm First Transition, incomparable to others.
"The winner of this round is the King!" the Judge proclaimed.
"King? What a powerful name, calling himself the King?" Instantly, Lin Fei’s name attracted much attention, considering the matches earlier were quickly brushed through without introducing names, even the names were only exchanged between opponents.
Lin Fei chose this name to avoid drawing attention, yet unexpectedly, it still garnered attention.
Lin Fei couldn’t care less, he headed towards the distance, but before taking a few steps, he was stopped, "Hey, you don’t plan to forfeit, do you?"
Lin Fei listened, turned around surprised to find Tang Ming standing on stage, pausing to look at the Judge, asking, "Is there no rest time?"
Hearing Lin Fei’s question, the Judge paused, then shook his head, "No."
"Isn’t that unfair? I just finished a match, if I win next, that’s three consecutive matches! Isn’t that too unfair?" Lin Fei remarked.
The Judge was speechless, indeed, if Lin Fei wins, it would be three consecutive matches. But "This is the rule, what can I do?"
Hearing this, Lin Fei felt helpless; indeed, this darn rule was set like this. Not only is the Judge helpless, so am I!
Lin Fei wanted to say something, but he knew if he did, he’d expose himself. So for now, he’d leave it be, it was settled as it was.
No choice, Lin Fei had to accept these rules, feeling like someone who swallows broken teeth.
Lin Fei looked at Tang Ming, saying, "Do you think it’s appropriate to take advantage of someone at their weakest?"
Tang Ming paused, then laughed, "Alright, if you say you’re not my opponent, you’re beaten already, how about I directly forfeit? Does that satisfy you?"
"..." Lin Fei was speechless.