1233 Our Goal Is Champion

Fortunately, the players from the Kingdom of Hell were already used to his nonsense. On the other hand, the Quan Zhen Sect were also used to words like that from all their previous enemies.

Otherwise, he could forget about leaving after saying something like that.

After Sword of Thunderbolt left, God of Death's Left Hand came up to shake Fearless' hand, "Mister Fearless, I believe you have been well since the last time we met at Twilight City?"

God of Death's Left Hand was also an honest person. Instead of saying something nice on their first meeting, he actually brought up that incident out of everything he could talk about.

Even if he had nothing else to say, he should never have brought up the previous incident where the Kingdom of Hell surrounded the Quan Zhen Sect in Twilight City, right? This was clearly a provocation, right?

Indeed, the players from the Quan Zhen Sect did not look too pleased the moment they heard what God of Death's Left Hand said, especially Frost Blade… This fella died in the hands of God of Death's Left Hand back then and it was a traumatic death. The moment the God of Death's Left Hand brought this up, Frost Blade felt chills all over his body.

"I've been good."

However, Fearless asked, "But why did you guys leave afterwards?"

This was indeed Fearless' true nature. Back then, Kingdom of Hell did not make Quan Zhen Sect suffer too much and were even trapped in the resurrection point. Fearless smiled as he fired a shot back at him.

"Hahaha!"

God of Death's Left Hand laughed it off as he said, "Forget about it! Let's just not talk about unhappy times!"

Following which, God of Death's Left Hand turned to look at Wang Yu, "I believe this must be Brother Iron Bull, right?"

"That's right." Wang Yu nodded.

"I've watched your match!" God of Death's Left Hand sighed, "It is a real pity that I didn't meet you back at Twilight City back then."

"Same!" Wang Yu replied with a smile, "But you should be thankful you didn't meet me."

"???"

Hearing what Wang Yu said, God of Death's Left Hand was slightly taken aback. Thankful? God of Death's Left Hand had never met someone as arrogant as Wang Yu throughout his long career.

Of course, God of Death's Left Hand did not know that whatever Wang Yu said was from the bottom of his heart.

After regaining his senses, God of Death's Left Hand sized Wang Yu up before commenting, "You are pretty confident, eh?"

"I'm fine…" Wang Yu replied humbly, "Just that I haven't lost a single fight thus far."

"I…"

Everyone from the Kingdom of Hell couldn't believe what they had just heard.

"We shall see about that when we meet in the competition!" God of Death's Left Hand shook Wang Yu's hand before leading his men out of the venue.

When God of Death's Left Hand left with his men, the Quan Zhen Sect stared blankly at Wang Yu and said, "Brother Bull, I've always thought that you are a very humble and low-key person. Who knew that you can be this cocky when you started acting?"

"Acting?" Wang Yu laughed, "No, everything I've said is the truth… Don't you guys know?"

Everyone, "…"

Alright, this fella was simply addicted to putting up this act.

The competition tomorrow will decide the top four from the remaining eight teams. All the teams left in the competitions are top-rated squads in the country which meant that their opponents would only grow to be stronger. Every squad started feeling the nerves especially the Heavenly Dragon Squad who had been through so much to squeeze into the top eight. Every step from now on had to be extremely cautious.

Since professional experts felt this way, amateurs like the Quan Zhen Sect were naturally the same.

After the day of competition ended, this group of players didn't even head out to celebrate or play. Instead, they went back to their hotel room to analyse their opponents.

They had no other choice because there was still a certain difference in strength between the Quan Zhen Sect and the true experts. It might not be easy for them to win the competition based on Wang Yu and the two others.

During the first round, even if Wang Yu and the two others went up, they could only secure three points. During the second round, if Wang Yu or the two others were not chosen to fight, they could lose 10 points there.

In that case, they would have to ensure at least nine of them survived in the very last round to secure victory.

Their opponents were all top experts in the country. In a match where it was ten against ten, trying to have nine survivals seemed pretty difficult.

…

Within the hotel room, Fearless pointed to the squad on the wall to introduce to everyone, "Kyushu Squad, number one in the country for five consecutive years. Everyone should know about them, right?"

"I don't know!" Wang Yu raised his hand.

Fearless ignored Wang Yu as he continued, "Their leader is Boundless Ocean who is a peak grade expert of the professional scenes. He was once the vice president of Termination Manor. I've fought against him once and everyone should know how the Termination Manor ended up…"

"Stop showing off!" Everyone scolded, "Tell us the truth!"

"The truth?" Fearless sneered coldly, "All the members of the Kyushu Squad are top experts in their prime. Compared to people like all of you, only the three who do Kung Fu will stand a chance against them."

"That good?" Wang Yu questioned.

Wang Yu understood Fearless pretty well. No matter how good his opponents were, he would be capable of describing them as rubbish. This was the first time Wang Yu heard Fearless describe his opponents like that. If even he was convinced that the opponents were good, they must be pretty good.

Fearless continued to be shameless, "I am not exaggerating at all! After all, they lost to me."

"F*ck! Scram!" Everyone flew into a rage again.

Wang Yu finally understood what was going on. This fella kept making Boundless Ocean seem so impressive just so that he could boast about the fact that he had once defeated Boundless Ocean in the past. He was indeed the most shameless fella in the Quan Zhen Sect.

"Great Desolate Squad!" Fearless pointed to yet another squad, "This squad have been number two forever and they are clearly second only to Kyushu Squad. They have been ranked second in the country for consecutive five years with incredible fighting spirit. If we meet them in the early stages, we will definitely suffer. All of you rubbish will not stand a chance against them…"

"Alright, alright, alright." When everyone saw that Fearless was trying to mock them again, they quickly interrupted him, "Why don't you just tell us who we actually stand a chance against?"

"This…"

Fearless pointed to Heavenly Dragon Squad and Kingdom of Hell right in the middle, "In comparison, we might stand a chance against Heavenly Dragon Squad and Kingdom of Hell. After all, we are old rivals with Nine Solitary Spears and we know a bit about Kingdom of Hell."

"I have an idea!" At this moment, Ming Du suddenly raised his hand.

Fearless nodded, "Speak!"

Ming Du continued, "We can simply challenge those two squads tomorrow and we will probably make top four just like that. If we can make the top four, we will be able to earn enough."

Indeed, the first time participating in a competition and making it into the top four was indeed a remarkable result.

"No no no!"

Fearless shook his hand, "Every squad only has one chance with the option of challenging another squad. Using it tomorrow is a waste. Our goal should be to become the champion."

"Champion?" Ming Du asked, "If we don't use this option tomorrow, what happens if we meet Kyushu Squad? We might not even make the top four if that happens."

"Don't worry!" Fearless smiled, "The laws of the jungle had always applied to the competition. If you can think of that, others will definitely be able to think of that too."