Chapter 304 – Secrets of the Lake (I)

Chapter 304

Secrets of the Lake (I)

Holy shit.

It truly is the most appropriate reaction to what I’d just seen.

Lao Shun’s jaw was agape, yet again (he really should stop hanging out with us just for that alone), Xing Feng was in awe, and Rayce had a rather complicated look on his face, while the others… well, they looked like they expected it.

I didn’t.

I mean, I did expect Xi Zhao to win–but I expected it to be a brutal, long, bloody fight in which he just barely ekes out a victory just as everyone was ready to write him off. I expected to hear a lot of tender commentary from the audience, ranging from ‘Hah, that kid doesn’t stand a chance!’ to ‘Oh, he might actually do it!’ and ‘No, X now used Mega-Giga Strong Art; that kid is doomed!’ and then, after all that, for him to just barely win.

… but what was this?

The audience didn’t get a single word in.

There was no commentary saying how stupid the boy was being, or how he let his pride get the better of him and now he would pay the ultimate price; there was… well, nothing, honestly.

Just silence so deathly I could hear my colon moaning about yesterday’s beans.

How is he this strong? I try not to underestimate any of the kids, as I’m keenly aware that they’re main characters of this world, but still, shouldn’t there be some limit to this bullshit? He just annihilated six people, four of whom were in the Spirit Manifestation Realm, while two were in the Revolving Core Realm.

Shit.

Doesn’t this mean that, even as they are now, all the kids can just wipe the floor with me?! No, no, no, I have my tortoise! Hah! I’m safe… for a little while longer.

“JUST WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU FEEDING THE KIDS?!” That was Lao Shun screaming in my mind, but I couldn’t answer him… because I wanted to scream the exact same thing.

I’m feeding them nothing. In fact, it’s less than nothing, as I’ve, once again, run out of the Spirit Stones.

“Master, I’ve obeyed you!” Xi Zhao walked back over to me, sword in scabbard, and bowed with a smile.

Haah.

“Good job,” I smiled as well, wondering just how crazy strong these monsters will actually become if they’re already turning hundreds of people mute in the span of a few seconds. “Let’s go back.”

I kind of expected it, but still, the way the crowd parted was somewhat comical; they were pressing into each other at the edge of the lake, just inches from falling–never mind. It was like dominos–one by one, they fell, water splashing about as yelps created a song.

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I managed to hold back from laughter, though scant few others did–especially those who parted on the opposite side of the lake.

And thus it became our escort, the combination of laughter and people splashing in the lake’s waters.

“That was a nice attack,” Dai Xiu commented. “But you curved it a bit toward the end.”

“Hm, I know,” Xi Zhao said, and it broke me a bit. “I’ve been practicing hard, but the more I try to stabilize the first draw, the more pushback there is toward the end.”

“Pushback?”

“Hm. It’s like drawing a bow,” he said. “There comes a point where your arms start shaking, and pushing further just destabilizes the aim. It’s kind of like that for me–if I try to push it past the limit, the sword stops…obeying me, if that makes sense. They were weak, so they couldn’t dodge it either way, but if I’m against someone stronger…”

“Senior Brother Tao, do you know of the solution?” Wan Lan asked.

“Of course.”

“…”