Chapter 50: Fisherman (1/2)
Yang Wei managed to avoid their detection as he hid a bush slowly for the perfect opportunity.
'The two disciples from the Azure Sword Sect are currently exhausted with their true qi almost depleted. Xiao Wei can finish off those two while I will fight against this Old Jiang.'
Yang Wei was planning his strategy ahead of time but did not rush at all. He was pretty sure that Old Lang would not just lie down and accept his death.
Not after his disciples were completely annihilated by Old Jiang who is busy taunting him.
Yang Wei will become the fisherman of this battle where he will wait until the time is right before getting the deed done.
Working smart but not hard is the greatest achievement one can accomplish in their life.
”Old Lang, we have been enemies for a long time but it seems like lady luck is on my side this time.” Old Jiang laughed evilly as he finally got rid of his long-term enemy.
”Heh, so you've been plotting this ever since we entered the mystery realm.” Old Lang laughed miserably when he realized how careless he was to fall into a trap by this scheming bastard.
Old Jiang glanced at his two disciples without speaking any words.
The two disciples knew it was his signal to order them to attack Old Lang.
Although they were confused why Old Jiang would make them do the final killing, they were happy to know they're the last one standing.
Old Jiang has promised them a high-grade spiritual treasure as a reward before the fight begins so it was obvious they've all worked hard.
Without hesitation, the two disciples merely glance at each other before rushing in for the final kill.
Between the two of them, only one is eligible for the final reward so they need to be quick.
Meanwhile, Old Jiang sneered inwardly at these two. 'Hmph, ignorant disciples are the best. Did you really think I would offer you high-grade spiritual treasures?'
Old Lang realized that the old fox was unwilling to do the final kill on him which ruined his plan.
'Curses, to think I tried to self detonate my spiritual core to die with him once he came closer. Now I can only risk that the radius of destruction can reach him.' Old Lang smiled bitterly when he knew he was a shortcoming in terms of scheming things like Old Jiang.
”Die,” The two disciples screamed at the same time as they prepared to slash their swords at Old Lang who was too exhausted to even lift a finger.
Closing his eyes to accept his fate, Old Lang rapidly rotated his spiritual core for detonation.
”Not good,” The two disciples realized he was self-destructing and tried to retreat but Old Jiang from behind smirked.
”Don't say I'm a bad friend, Old Lang. My two disciples shall accompany you to the underworld.” Old Jiang laughed as he flicked his hand and the wind impact caused the two disciples to get closer to Old Lang.
Instantly, they became petrified and pale as they turned to face their elder in disbelief that he would push them to death.
”Elder Jiang,” They screamed in panic but alas, Old Lang had already activated his core destruction as the explosion occurred.
Old Jiang managed to retreat in time while the two disciples screamed in agony as they faced the full impact of the explosion.