The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 336 - General-18
When all the participants had arrived at the tent, no orders came. They were still waiting in their respective places while wondering. It was still too late, it was impossible for them to be returned to the dormitory. And also the issue about the last selection is getting more and more spread, they talk to each other by questioning what is going on.
People were busy serving the guests. They were devoted noble warriors coming to see the path of selection. The part that made them most happy was when one by one the participants were killed. Leave those with strong physical endurance and great luck at the end of selection.
"What do you think they're doing?" Youji suddenly asked Xin Chen to speak. Because their surroundings were too noisy, the four of them chose to be quiet and not add to the commotion. Xin Chen turned his head for a while then looked back in front of him. The dusty road out there is like the burning heat of the sun.
"Prepare for the final selection."
A few hours passed, they were only given food and drink without anyone explaining what they were going to do next. The soldier on their left right shut his mouth tightly, Wei Feng to the point of running out of voice talking to them.
"Bantiku until the box is waiting here! Doesn't anyone want to explain why we've been told to wait this long?"
Wei Feng was actually talking to the stone. He glanced towards the participant bench with both hands at the waist. His sour face made Yu Xiong stupefied, "The face of a hard man."
"Have waited here. Don't embarrass us." Xin Chen saw everyone paying attention to them, it seemed that it was indeed Wei Feng who dared the most to protest against the supervisor. He did not want to get rid of the two soldiers. The two of them remained petrified on the spot without any intention of responding to Wei Feng who was already scratching his head.
Without clarity Wei Feng could not sit quietly like the others. He suspected that this selection was actually done to capture potential victims who would be traded as slaves. Who knows, there are indeed people who want slaves with skills such as archery, horse racing or rock climbing. The heat above his head began to dissipate, the day had entered the afternoon.
Wei Feng's index finger pointed down at the foot of the soldier.
"Hey, your money's falling."
The two of them immediately lowered their heads, making Wei Feng go up in black.
"Your money is just moving, from earlier you are just staring unclear. Explain, explain!"
It was Wei Feng's unsettling actions that some of the supervisors intervened to secure him. He was forced to sit back in the tent, then only one of them explained in a loud voice.
"Night you should get ready. We'll carry out the final selection!"
Then they turned around and left without elaborating. Wei Feng opened his mouth wide, as if in disbelief. "So we're left idle for half a day to wait for tonight? That all?"
His face was blotted out in annoyance.
"Five hours of no problems feels like something is lacking. That's why he's looking for trouble himself. Look, later if something happens, no one's gonna help him." Xin Chen nagged at his place, seeing Wei Feng's behavior since noon earlier this afternoon completely drained his emotions. Where did the people next to him ask who Wei Feng's friend was and told him to pull the man onto his stool.
"Look at Brother Chen's face until it shimmers brightly because of you." Yu Xiong chimed in, making Wei Feng riled up. "Just shut up, because I too we know what they're doing."
"Now what?"
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The sound of trumpets and drums rang out loud, greeted with a lively cheer that enlivened the last day of selection. No one thought the last day was so special, some dancers opened the show that night. A person referred to as the 18th General was seated on a bench located in the middle of a vast field. Surrounded by beautiful women and bodyguards complete with weapons. The general is the ruler of this district, he has no generosity and only shows his cruelty when making a sound.
The night was filled with beautiful lighting and accompanied by a festive welcome. The fifty-two remaining people lined up, in front of them stood the main soldier in charge of calling out one by one their names. He screamed so loud that he sounded like an angry man
"The 76th participant, Wei Feng! Please go to the place provided!"
Wei Feng walked over with a face full of victory. He did not care what would happen next but he had a good premonition. Today is his victory day. After this all Wei Feng swore he would not look for because he desperately went to the land of people.
Seventy-six people had lined up neatly on the right side, Wei Feng turned to the main soldier who stopped calling the name of the next participant. After this his friends will be called.
It seems true they will be called. But Wei Feng's face turned pale as it turned out that the three were not in the same group as him. Wei Feng started to fidget, he could only guess what kind of fight was waiting for them. His nape began to feel cold as the soldiers brought sharp weapons into the vast arena. With shields, arrows, and armor.
"Don't tell me we're gonna kill each other?"
"Why? Are you afraid of killing your own friends?"
Sahutan beside him pulled Wei Feng's attention which was filled with despair. His originally pale face flushed back in anger seeing that his mortal enemy was still alive. The thug, the one who repeatedly harmed him and also his friends. He feels cursed tonight. One group with its own enemy was indeed a disaster.
"Just calm. You are the luckiest person because of one group with us. As long as you're useful with your arrow, I won't kill you." A cynical laughter echoed in Wei Feng's ears that were further burned by the ridicule they were waving towards his friend. He clenched his hands tightly,
"I'm not cooperating with you. Whether you die or me, don't expect me to be kind enough to help you win. Fuckin."
"Oh ... Let's see this brave brother. Just see if you'll lick my leg when your friends come to kill you?"
"They wouldn't do itI'd rather die by suicide than stand in the way of their victory."
"Then when the fight starts you're the first person I kill."
The tension between them grew, the five people looked seriously after him. They looked at the sharp weapons that would later be shared. If the thing was already in their hands, Wei Feng was sure his life was immediately threatened.
The last name was called, General-18 came forward gallantly. The bright flashes from his armor added to his charisma as a leader.