145 The Mysterious Man (2/2)
Wang Baole grew anxious and quickly began contacting all the Combat Pavilion disciples that he was familiar with. However, he was dumbfounded in the end as he had been a step too late. As it was merely days away from the tournament, almost everyone had already found a supporting teammate.
Wang Baole was indignant that this was happening. Therefore, he logged onto the Spirit Intranet as he recalled that he had once seen someone looking for a supporting teammate on it.
Finally, after searching hard, he found a Combat Pavilion disciple who was not only extremely stingy in the price that he offered but also sounded quite arrogant.
”I'm now cultivating for the tournament and do not have time to meet you. I do not want to know who you are, nor do you need to know who I am. Let's just meet at the competition grounds when the time comes. You do not need to prepare anything since you're just there to make up the numbers. In reality, if not for this darn regulation and my indignation for being embarrassingly paired up by the Dao College, I would not have needed this supporting teammate!”
This was what the other party sent after Wang Baole reached out to him. It seemed as though he was not even bothered to speak properly. After looking at the message, Wang Baole felt as if the other party had been kicked in the crotch, which made him sound so ridiculous. If it was not that he had no other choice, he would have chosen someone else.
However, since the tournament was about to commence, everyone who was normal had found a supporting teammate. Those who had not found one were either crazy as though they had been kicked in the crotch or had planned to be automatically allocated a partner by the Dao College.
”Who was so vicious to kick this fella so hard, such that he has become so rude?” Wang Baole muttered under his breath, but he had no choice but to pair up with this person.
He was thinking that since that person was so arrogant, he probably did not need his support. Therefore, he could focus all his attention on advertising the Dharmic Artifacts. The only issue that troubled him was that if the other party did not cooperate, it was likely that he would not use his Dharmic Artifacts.
”I need to prepare for all unexpected situations!” Wang Baole took a deep breath. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something weird with this mysterious person from the Combat Pavilion. However, even so, the only thing he could do was retrieve all his Dharmic Artifacts from the storage bracelet and come up with a good plan.
Even though he did not have any more Spirit Stones, he still had a few materials remaining. Therefore, he made some adjustments to the Dharmic Artifacts on the basis of his own plan. For example, he felt that it was very possible for him to meet with a ferocious beast from the Beast Taming Pavilion, which prompted him to improvise the rope Dharmic Artifact into a muzzle. He even added a powder that could cause unconsciousness, which he had bought on the Spirit Intranet.
There were also other Dharmic Artifacts that he had improvised for specific situations. There was a Dharmic Artifact known as the Flying Frost Sword that Wang Baole thought would be a popular item.
Time passed quickly as Wang Baole made preparations, and there were only two days before the commencement of the tournament. The last island on Ethereal Dao College's Green Forest Lake, the Sky Path Island, which was similarly covered with a foggy array formation, was now silently tumbling. One could see that there were several figures stepping out onto the clouds. As they exited the array formations surrounding the Sky Path Island, the array formations slowly transformed into a wide path.
Other than the middle-aged man at the center of this group of people, everyone else was an elder. They all looked extremely experienced, and their level of cultivation was sky high. However, compared to them, the middle-aged man dressed in a long red robe in the center was like a sharp sword. It was as if he could cut through a hurricane once he unleashed his prowess.
They stood there, looking up with the middle-aged man in the lead. In the firmament, three gigantic black cruisers could be seen approaching gradually!
As the cruisers landed, one could see that there were layers of dried blood stains on the cruisers' exteriors. It seemed like the blood belonged to the people killed during the journey by those in the cruiser. On the deck of the cruiser stood hundreds of people wearing the same uniforms. They were all expressionless and carried strong, unusual killing intent. It was apparent that years spent battling with ferocious beasts in life-and-death scenarios had made them develop this toughness.
The three cruisers were from the Federation's military!
The people on board were warriors stationed on the border of the Federation!
Now, at the tip of the middle cruiser stood a middle-aged, burly man wearing a black cape. Under the cape was a uniform filled with numerous badges. There was an obvious, unconcealable scar on his face that divided his face in two. He stood there like a tall mountain, and a ferocious aura was continuously emanating from him. He was as imposing as the red-robed, middle-aged man from Ethereal Dao College.
”Zhou Lu, is the fatty you're referring to there?” The burly man shifted his gaze away from the red-robed middle-aged man on the Sky Path Island, toward Upper Academy Island, as he spoke calmly to the lady beside him, who appeared to be an orderly.
Beside him was a slender, beautiful woman who appeared to be filled with wildness that seemed difficult to subdue. She was Zhou Lu, the person who had once been kicked on the buttocks by Wang Baole, the person who could not wait to take revenge on him!