C70 (1/2)
Hammer was now his greatest weapon. If he were to be snatched away like this, not only would he be reduced to a laughingstock, but he would also have no chance of defeating Shang Zhi.
Fortunately, Yao Yuan was more focused, and seeing that Shang Zhi was still holding onto his hammer, Yao Yuan smiled slightly, then said: ”What, are you unwilling to part with my hammer?”
Saying that, he did not have any other reaction and directly kicked it away.
Yao Yuan was already not going to be merciful. After experiencing so many battles, he understood the principle of being ruthless towards his enemies.
There was a huge disparity in power and what the Young Master Zhao said was right. After coming all the way to the top four through luck, he had met Yao Yuan, who was at the peak of his talent, so there was no need to explain his ending.
Other than Yao Yuan, there were still two recognized as the strongest among the eight people in the finals. The reason why they were not in the first half of the competition with Yao Yuan was so that they could have a conversation between the strong and the weak.
The semi-finals were easily won, and the entire process only took less than a minute.
However, due to the difference in strength between the two of them, the visual effect was still much weaker than when he had defeated Ni Bin previously.
Because the competition was scheduled for this weekend, the organizers only gave a few hours of rest after the semi-finals started at two o'clock in the afternoon.
Young Master Zhao came to Yao Yuan's resting room, and when he came, he brought along a lot of information.
”This is …”
Yao Yuan looked at Young Master Zhao and asked with doubt.
”The next opponent's information, but this person's identity is very mysterious, even I am unable to find out his past, the code name is Lao Lang, this person is truly worthy of his name, his ways of doing things are more ruthless, he has many methods, but his strength is not strong, in total, I still need to pay attention to him.”
Yao Yuan said with a wry smile: ”Looks like I'm really going for the finals.”
After looking through the information briefly, Yao Yuan realized that the man who was so strong in the Young Master Zhao's mouth wasn't actually that amazing. There weren't any obvious points, and after Yao Yuan gave it a simple assessment, he realized that there was still a possibility of winning.
Seeing Yao Yuan's confident words, Young Master Zhao could not help but laugh out loud. ”Good, not bad, I'll be waiting for your good news, I hope to see you on stage during the finals.”
Yao Yuan snickered.
”Actually, I'm already very satisfied that you're able to reach this stage. Not to mention this year's young people's policies, even you are in quite a good state right now. Come on.”
Young Master Zhao had a smile on his face the whole time he was talking, which shocked Yao Yuan quite a bit.
”Alright, I won't say anymore. You should rest.”
In the span of a weekend, after experiencing a few battles, Yao Yuan suddenly felt tired. Even though the battles just now were only for an instant, looking at the empty resting room, and seeing the television screen above his head constantly broadcasting the scenes, Yao Yuan felt a sense of loneliness.
Time passed very quickly. When the staff member called out to Yao Yuan, he discovered that he had already fallen asleep. The staff member could only say softly, ”Mr Yao, it's your turn.”
Yao Yuan rubbed his eyes as he walked to the competition grounds drowsily.
Before they entered the arena, just like before, the two of them shook hands and signed a life and death contract.
However, for the sake of watching the competition, the Life and Death Contract had changed.
The referee wouldn't enter the arena. If he didn't want to be beaten to death, he had to first make sure that he could beat someone else to death.
Every time, it was like this. After the semi-finals, only the dead could be seen on the stage, or if they had met a kind-hearted opponent. At the end of the day, they would still give up a lot.