Chapter 89 A Rainstorm Was Approaching (1/2)

Time had gone by fast. Only five days later, it was already the beginning of the Five Schools Competition in the Ilmen Sect.

Early in the morning, the square of the sect was soon crowded with people—both sect disciples and elders gathered in the area.

Even Darren and Elsa arrived at the square early. But Darren was rather restless—it was doomed to be a restless day.

”Darren, although the skill you and Elsa obtained can only be used once, I have no doubt that you will shine on this stage today,” Cody noted. The disciples surrounding Darren and Elsa all belonged to the School of Sword Skill, including Cody. After he heard about what happened to Darren, he looked forward to his performance in the competition.

Shaking his head, Darren said, ”Cody, I won't be taking part in the competition this time.”

”What? Why not?” Cody asked, puzzled—he had no clue what was about to unfold. But Darren had to discuss the big plan with Michael immediately. To him, there was no point in participating in the competition.

”I don't want to join. It's meaningless,” Darren answered, gently but firmly.

”You're strange. Everyone's out there, scratching their heads, preparing to outdo themselves in this competition—some are even excited for a chance to attract the attention of the beauties in the audience. Yet, you don't even care to participate,” Cody chuckled. ”I really don't understand you.”

”Cody, with your strength, you surely can get some beautiful women to scream and cheer for you. Come on,” Elsa teased, standing aside.

As they chatted lightheartedly, a group of people headed toward the area where the disciples of the School of Sword Skill stood.

”You're Darren?”

The speaker was a handsome young man whom Darren had never seen before.

”Yes, that's me. Can I help you?” he asked, rather indifferently.

”Ha…” Suddenly, the young man's handsome face twisted into something cold as he grinned maliciously. Stretching out his tongue, he gave the spear in his hand a long lick. ”No…I just came to remind you that my divine spear is interested in your blood.”

With that, he fixed his eyes on Darren with the tip of his spear pointed at Darren's neck. Without another word, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving everyone confused.