"I never expected Ling Wuwei to go easy on him." Qianxu God was very surprised.
"Are he and Wang Ye really that close?" Ba Xiao True God was equally puzzled.
"Maybe because Wang Ye helped him back in the God's Wrath Thunder Punishment Realm." Ngyue God knew a little about the previous mission.
"This... isn't this a little unfair?" Ba Xiao True God looked doubtfully at Aoni God. "Should we intervene, Brother Ao?"
"Perhaps Wang Ye won through his own strength," Aoni God said.
Ba Xiao True God: "..."
Brother Ao, are you blind?!
It was understandable if the godhumans couldn't tell, but could you not see it either?
Ngyue God and Qianxu God exchanged glances.
They had not expected Aoni God, who had always been impartial and selfless, to tacitly allow a "fixed match" to happen.
"One or two matches won't affect the overall situation." Aoni God said, "Let them decide matters on the battlefield themselves, as long as they don't go too far."
"Besides..."
"Popularity is also part of one's strength."
Wang Ye was equally baffled.
What was Ling Wuwei playing at now?
Although he had made this loss look convincing, Wang Ye had seen his true strength.
It was far more than this!
Moreover, Ling Wuwei had made it clear from the start.
He was repaying a favor.
It was just that this favor seemed rather inexplicable.
Could it really be that simple? Wang Ye looked toward the expressionless Ling Wuwei, unable to tell what he was thinking.
Could his own speculation have been wrong?
Was Ling Wuwei actually cold on the outside but warm within?
Did he bear no hostility toward him?
Otherwise, what benefit was there in helping him?
"He has a chance of reaching the top six." Ling Wuwei's gaze was icy.