"Paying battle merits as the price?" Yang Chen muttered to himself.
"Yes, but according to the prior agreement, the amount of battle merits paid differs. Some have to pay half if they lose, while others only need to pay thirty percent. But from the very beginning, Ming Hao had set this up as a trap. What he wants us to pay is all our battle merits!" Chai Tao said nervously.
Yang Chen secretly found it amusing. Chai Tao was not hopelessly stupid after all; at least he finally realized he had stepped into a trap.
He did not take it seriously and said with a faint smile, "Then we've gotten a huge bargain. I haven't been in the army for long, and I don't have many battle merits on me. Even if I give him all of them, so what? On the other hand, his battle merits are illustrious. I imagine he should be more worried than I am."
Chai Tao smiled bitterly. Yang Chen had indeed taken a great advantage in this regard. But did Yang Chen truly understand? From the start, Ming Hao had never expected them to possess many battle merits.
The reason he wanted to compete on the Wind Thunder Platform was, first, to teach them a lesson and humiliate the Profound Dao Sect; second, to seize the chance to earn a little extra on the side amid the war.
After all, Ming Hao did not know how many battle merits Yang Chen possessed.
Though that was what he thought, Chai Tao did not know how to put it into words. He could only say, "Brother Yang, I've truly dragged you into this."
Yang Chen could tell that Chai Tao simply did not think he would win. He had not even considered that possibility.
Yang Chen