152 The Grand Supreme Elders Personal Disciple! (1/2)
The artifacts surrounded the duo without attacking. Although this was not as effective as an attack, simply being surrounded by dozens of different Dharmic Artifacts and watching them flash was enough to suggest their swift and forceful effects, as though a mere touch would trigger an explosion.
This feeling was like having a knife suspending behind their neck, not knowing when it was going to chop their head off; the duo was about to go berserk. If they had not known the effects of the artifacts, they might have taken a gamble, but… Wang Baole had explained the effects of his artifacts to the finest detail. And watching the artifacts floating all around them, the images of their effects and the consequences of touching them surfaced in their minds.
They could not help but panic. As their hearts pounded with fear, they were also sad and angry beyond belief. Deep down, they believed that they had been tricked and were full of regret—they should not have trapped Lu Zihao but his assistant from the Dharmic Armament Pavilion.
”I know that Lu Zihao—he's always playing mind games. When he came straight for us just now, roaring so loudly, it must have been on purpose! He was trying to divert our attention to make us trap him! We've fallen for their ruse!”
The duo looked at each other, turning their heads to glare at Lu Zihao, who was still trapped inside the windstorm, fighting and kicking vigorously, totally unaware of the happenings in the outside world.
”This asshole is too crafty! He's still acting!” the duo commented, gritting their teeth as they had no choice but to admit defeat. Following this, the audience from Upper Academy Island was intrigued by the Dharma treasures that Wang Baole had used. Amid the many gasps, an uproar erupted.
”He's changed his methods! He's using soft advertising this time!”
”I've seen fighters shouting out their moves and the names of their Dharmic Artifacts, but I have never seen someone give such detailed descriptions…”
The tens of thousands of people on Upper Academy Island had originally thought that Wang Baole would stop after receiving the warning. Never did they imagine that he would still continue advertising his artifacts… Although everyone could obviously tell that he was advertising, they could not say anything about it.
He was not as deliberate about his advertisements as the previous times. He had only shouted out when he was attacking. His actions were ambiguous. He could say that this was a habit of his or claim that he was reminding his competitors of the effects before he attacked out of good will.
Truth be told, he was not the only one to do such a thing. Others had done similarly, except none as obvious as Wang Baole, who even set off fireworks before the whole show…
As for the audience on the sky platform, they did not know whether to laugh or cry at Wang Baole's attempt to push the envelope. Watching Wang Baole with eyes of interest, General Zhou could not help but howl in laughter.
Seeing that Wang Baole had succeeded in gaining the interest of General Zhou, Zhou Lu—who was standing at the side—smirked in excitement, thinking that her act of revenge was about to be complete.
”Humph, Wang Baole, I, Zhou Lu, am not one to abuse public power to settle a personal dispute. Indeed, you are the most suitable candidate to carry out this mission!”
The elders of Ethereal Dao College also pondered over what had happened. The middle-aged man in a red robe sighed, sneaking a glance at the Combat Pavilion Elder whose face was as black as coal. He coughed then sent his words reverberating for the first time.
”Wang Baole, you're not allowed to set off fireworks anymore!”
This voice was filled with a suppressive force, immediately echoing around the combat area. Everyone in the Combat Pavilion Tournament was alarmed. Within this short amount of time, they had heard Wang Baole's name twice.
Wang Baole was satisfied. Even if he was singled out, he had no regrets. He had already introduced all the Dharmic Artifacts that he wanted to sell. He was in a flurry of happiness. Seeing the duo admit defeat, he lifted his right hand, and with a wave, all the Dharmic Artifacts instantly flew toward him.
From afar, this scene was shocking. Under the lights emanating from the dozens of Dharma treasures that were surrounding Wang Baole, he seemed to glow. This scene was etched in the minds of the tens of thousands of people on Upper Academy Island.
It was also at this moment that a loud sound ensued. Lu Zihao had finally escaped the windstorm. Roaring, he rushed out with great force.
”Come, fight me!” he exclaimed with imposing might. The Flying Frost Swords around him lost their chilliness. After taking a few steps, he stopped in his tracks, staring dumbly at the duo who were now glaring at him. He observed the Dharmic Artifacts surrounding Wang Baole and came to a realization. His body started shaking, and his eyes became even more bloodshot.
”Wang Baole! Didn't you say that you wouldn't attack? You stole my limelight again!” Lu Zihao roared, anger and sadness bubbling within him.
Wang Baole glared at him. He was about to say something when the duo snorted coldly.
”Lu Zihao, stop acting already. As if all this wasn't an act!” the duo exclaimed, glaring at him. They turned to Wang Baole, cupping their fists to salute him.
”Senior Wang Baole, we accept this defeat wholeheartedly!” the duo declared, having calmed down. They thought of the attacks that Wang Baole had executed earlier and were deeply moved that Wang Baole did not embarrass them. All of his Dharmic Artifacts were very amazing.
After the salute, the disciple from the array formation pavilion could not help but ask, ”Senior Baole, are you selling the Dharmic Artifacts that you used just now?”
”Yes, I am!” Wang Baole replied, his eyes brightening. Hurriedly, he went forward to exchange voice transmission numbers with the duo, happily offering them discounts. In no time, the three of them hit it off. Wang Baole even walked a few steps with them as he sent them off, waving as he did.