To Deceive and Launch a Sneak Attack
By now, even an idiot could tell that these two had come looking for trouble. Why didn't you dare go pick a fight with Wen Jie instead?
Did anyone ask for my opinion?!
Me, pacifist work. Fighting, no!
More importantly, there was no upside to this kind of bullshit, whether he won or lost.
It wasn't that he feared losing. He was more afraid of what would happen if he won.
That bastard looked like he was smiling with a knife hidden behind his back. For all he knew, his heart was even smaller than his teacher's. If Ji Jue won, he might hold a grudge until god knew when... though, more likely than not, he would never get the chance to hold a grudge again.
Straight into the grave.
Since Ji Jue was ten, there had never been any such thing as holding back when he did something. As a child, he fought one against many; after he grew up and got Lu Feng, it became two against many. If he had ten parts strength, he wished he could use twelve! Crotch-kicking Legs, Foot-stomping, Finger-twisting—he never hesitated over any of it.
If you told him it was a life-and-death struggle, he wouldn't flinch. But if you said they had to stop at the right point, he started getting scared.
Sorry, what did "stop at the right point" mean?
That wasn't in this bro's dictionary!
"Now, now, fighting and killing would hurt the peace too much."
Under everyone's stares, Ji Jue forcibly squeezed out a smile and waved his hand. "Besides, blades and swords have no eyes. Wouldn't it be bad if something went wrong?"
"Heh, that disdainful attitude does have a few traces of Grandmaster Ye's skill. No wonder you're such an