The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 335 - Difficult Situations
Youji managed to escape the finish line as a top fifteen, he was surprised not to play when he did not find his friends. Cheers echoed around the arena, some of the guests watching looked excited seeing five people racing fast in the arena. Only two people survived. The three people leading in front, they both panicked for the sake of saving themselves. One of them cheated by harming the person next to him.
The horse from the front stopped suddenly, the horse behind him nearly crashed. Wei Feng and Yu Xiong who were previously in the line started chasing the two remaining people in front. The horses they rode ran faster. Although the two people on it should have made the horse slower, but its agility made it past one other participant. Two men chased behind them.
Now Wei Feng only needed to chase after the person in front of him. The man who had injured him fell from the horse. The thug turned his head back while keeping watch, he had already predicted Wei Feng would retaliate. The two horses started to align, Wei Feng did not manage to nudge the horse next to him.
At the same time both horses crossed the finish line. Two other horses followed behind him. Wei Feng and Yu Xiong came down with faces that held some fear. Moreover Yu Xiong, he turned his head to Wei Feng who looked more serious than before. Two people had died while stepping on the finish line. They were killed in a place without mercy. Now there are only three of them left. There must be one dead among them.
And Yu Xiong knew that their horse was slightly behind the opponent. That meant that either Yu Xiong or Wei Feng had to die.
"No need to feel guilty. I'm not too good at riding horses. Hahaha, shit day, shit. At least later if Youji dies I don't have to worry about being slapped by his father." Wei Feng laughed softly then let out a strand of resigned breath. Yu Xiong did not answer anything but silently watched Wei Feng's face trying to be fine.
"If you die, I must die too."
"Don't be silly. Your mother will hate me. What brought you two here was me. I'm in charge of you both." Wei Feng folded both hands behind his head, "At least once in a lifetime. I feel my life is a little more precious. Fighting here made me realize, my life turned out to be precious as well."
"Stop talking like that"
One soldier stood before Wei Feng, both of them gulping in fear. The thug trapping Wei Feng had gone to the line of escaped participants while smiling rancidly towards them. Yu Xiong's hand cooled, he prepared to protect Wei Feng in case the sword on the man's waist was about to slash his head.
"Wait for what else? Soon to join the tent, the second round will begin in a moment."
Wei Feng and Yu Xiong who were previously struck with great fear were suddenly confused, the two of them shared a look.
"Wait, did we both get away?"
"Rules here, anyone ranked in the last three lost. The way you win doesn't affect anything."
Wei Feng was certainly happy, either there might be a mistake or indeed the Goddess of fortune was on his side. Yu Xiong recalled, at the beginning of the match, one person fell from his horse that had escaped from the arena. No one saved him. Maybe he was one of the failed ones. Wei Feng only realized it when Yu Xiong explained. They fought jotos, then embraced each other with wide laughter.
"We won!"
The second round began, both of them had not had time to return to the tent prepared. The participant had reduced so much, probably only remaining half more than the initial amount. About 180 more people will compete in the arena. The twenty horses lined up, for the sake of speeding up their time instantly starting the second round.
Within ten minutes of the second round ending, Xin Chen reached the finish line in the sixth minute. It could be said that he excelled because he managed to overtake in the beginning, a way that made him win by a landslide. Wei Feng and Yu Xiong immediately greeted him in front of the tent while laughing.
"Hahhaa, you see! We did it, hahaha."
"Not yet, we haven't succeeded. There's still a lot of things we haven't done. Being a soldier is not just about archery or riding. Looks like today will be the day of the decider."
"Seriously, do you know where this isn't over?"
"This is the last day. But that doesn't mean the final selection. They only want a hundred people. Maybe the numbers are reduced. Speaking of which the way you fell earlier was really not elite, Brother Wei."
Wei Feng departed with a sour face. "Now you want to laugh at me?"
Xin Chen patted her on the shoulder with a mocking face. "I was satisfied laughing at you. How does the land taste in the Qing Empire? I saw you kissing the ground and sitting in wonder."
"Dam. Laugh until you pay attention to that detail. Danger you're the one."
The laughter of Xin Chen and Yu Xiong made his ears hot. For the business of laughing at him the two people were indeed compact. They sat next to Youji who was also no less happy with them.
"Wei Feng, you really like making people hang."
"We're all the same. Look at this sprout yesterday, he almost fell from a height."
If you remember what Wei Feng said was true, either he, Wei Feng, Yu Xiong or Xin Chen had both been in a difficult situation.
"So this is what Brother Chen said at the beginning, huh?" muttered Yu Xiong. The three turned their heads, he continued while grinning. "Help me when I'm in the same position."
"Please promise not to leave each other." Youji began to look confident, "Thus we can all survive to the end."
Wei Feng and Yu Xiong cheered, followed by a commotion around them. There are so many who are fighting desperately for survival. In the horse racing arena, the match still continued. The dust on the road flew in tandem with the competing horses' feet reaching the finish line. There was a fight due to cheating that occurred in the arena, two people who should have survived were immediately killed because they were considered to block the course of the match. There is no tolerance, no mercy.
The next fight should involve weapons and war supplies. Preparation has been made. By midday, the final round had finished leaving 152 people.