While Johanson recited 'The Ten Commandments for an Assassin', Zen Luo sat on the ground. He asked the referee loudly, "Sir, since my opponent will not fight with me face-to-face, can I just sit here and rest?"
The referee inside the arena looked confused. Since each warrior had a unique way of fighting, he did not answer Zen's question.
But Zen had asked the question loudly enough for the audience to hear.
Of all the fights during the All Peaks Competition, the ones in which Zen participated were the most interesting. Zen had drawn more attention than most participants, including Rocher!
As Zen was only at the second grade of the nature level, there was a huge skill difference between him and the other contestants. Every disciple was curious to see how Zen would perform in the competition.
Moreover, Zen's last fight against Vale had so many ups and downs. The disciples were expecting to watch a more lively fight!
However, this battle between Zen and Johanson was not as per their expectation. From the beginning, neither side spoke to the other. They stood on the court, face-to-face and then attacked each other only once. They even didn't collide into each other! The fight seemed dull.
Zen's words confirmed what the audience had felt. By speaking out loud, Zen was letting the onlookers know that it was because of Johanson that the fight was boring.
"Shit! What's the matter with Johanson Jiang?" a disciple asked. "Zen is sitting on the ground and doing nothing. And Johanson does not dare to attack him!" he added.
"Is this a competition? I'm feeling sleepy," another disciple said. "Is it true that Johanson is a personal disciple of a saint? Maybe he was only boasting as he cannot face Zen! He can't be one of the top five disciples on the list! It looks more like he is one of the last five!" a third disciple remarked.
"That's true. Maybe Johanson is the most timid personal disciple. He has not shown up before now, nor does he dare to fight. Why doesn't he just admit defeat? I am falling asleep waiting for some action!" another disciple added.
What Zen had said was an eye-opener. Soon the disciples were even more dissatisfied with what Johanson was doing and started to discuss among each other.
Seeing what was happening, all the personal disciples, including Patrick and Tracy, smiled.
The personal disciples in the audience knew why Johanson was behaving peculiarly. Johanson's ambition was to be a top assassin. It was impossible for an assassin to fight against others face-to-face like a regular warrior. Asking an assassin to fight like that was the equivalent of expecting an archer to compete with cavalry.
Assassins were experts in moves that killed a person in one hit. Johanson might attack only once, but that was enough to decide the result of the match.
This was why fighting against an assassin was boring. Anyone who understood this would know that a silent fight was even more dangerous than a regular one! Not all conflicts were settled with visible weapons. Sometimes psychological warfare or psywar was required.
Johanson had done this well from the beginning. At least as per Tracy, Patrick, and the other personal disciples, Johanson had performed perfectly. He had successfully remained hidden. Neither Zen nor the personal disciples at the Illuminating Soul Realm were capable of finding him.
But Zen's comment had destroyed everything Johanson had worked for.
The sarcasm from the audience made it seem like Johanson's high-level hiding skills were something they could ridicule.
Patrick Pei, who was always serious, said with a smile, "Zen is naughty! I want to know how Johanson is feeling now. He must be hiding somewhere nearby."
"Haha, I think he is probably inflamed with rage!" Tracy's eyes shone as she replied, "I am more eager about fighting against Zen! After I win, I can do whatever to him, right? What should I do to punish him?"
"Aren't you worried that you may lose? If that happens, Zen can do whatever he wants to you!" Patrick laughed as he asked her.
Tracy's expression conveyed that she didn't quite care. Then she giggled and said, "If that's true, then I will allow him to do anything to me! Who knows what he will do?"
Everyone was rendered speechless at Tracy's comment. Patrick rolled his eyes and sat on the ground. He could do nothing to this crazy girl, and he was always speechless due to her eccentricity.
At the same time, Johanson who was hiding nearby clenched his fists. He was upset.
He understood why his master instructed him to kill Zen. His opponent was truly a wicked guy.
He was troublesome and fiendish!
Hearing the acerbic comments from the audience, Johanson was tempted to rush out and kill them one by one! But instead, he closed his eyes and tried to restrain himself.
The disciples of each peak were as weak as bugs when compared to Johanson's abilities. He could kill them using only his finger. But now they dared to criticize him and even defamed him. How could they have the courage to do that?
This was all Zen's doing! He was the only one to be blamed.
The more Johanson thought about it, the more he despised Zen. Just as Johanson was contemplating his feelings toward his opponent, Zen turned in Johanson's direction, as though he could sense something. A pensive expression could be seen on Zen's face as he continued to stare in Johanson's direction.
Johanson felt anxious at once. He calmed himself and continued to recite 'The Ten Commandments for an Assassin'.
'Control myself. Control myself...
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