Chapter 645

Just here to watch the match? Place bets? No way, right?

Should I notify Zhao Quan?

What do I even say to him?

I can't exactly tell him I figured it out from the stockings, can I?

No, that's not right…

Why would I want to notify the nobles to deal with the Resistance?

Why would I want to deal with the Resistance at all?

I'm supposed to be on their side!

What's wrong with me?

Zhao Chi kept thinking it over.

First, I definitely can't notify Zhao Quan.

For one, I can't explain it clearly, and Meizhun Society might expose me.

For another, my position is wrong.

But I still have to stay on high alert.

Even though I support the Resistance, the Zhao family has now become a vassal of the nobles.

The Resistance won't care what Zhao Chi thinks.

In their eyes, we're all the same.

And the better Zhao Chi performs, the more they'll see him as a promising running dog of the nobles — the sooner they'll want to take him out.

Damn it, what a mess…

Should I hint at it to Zhao Quan from the side? Just say I suspect those people are Resistance?

After all, the Resistance is very likely hostile to me.

For self-preservation, borrowing Zhao Quan's blade to do some killing should be fine, right?

…No, that won't work either.

The incident at Nongxiang Food Street last time, after all, had no direct connection to Zhao Chi.

So Clan Head Zhao Shizhang entrusted Li Ruanyu, and Li Ruanyu agreed.

But if I notify Zhao Quan this time and strike at the Resistance, I'll be firmly planted on the opposite side from them.

Then I'll truly be hostile to the Resistance, truly become a vassal of the nobles.

What kind of rotten mess is this?

While he was thinking, the system notification had already arrived.

【Settling the fifth round…】

【You have earned a total of 96 points, currently ranked 1st】

Wait…

Already first place?

What about Yuan Zhao?

Zhao Chi pulled up the rankings.

Yuan Zhao, second.

Jiang Die, third.

He's already this strong?

Zhao Chi was genuinely a little surprised.

What surprised him wasn't his own strength.

After all, whether it was racial traits or genetic improvements, he was confident he had surpassed most lords of the same level.

What surprised him was that, even though he'd held back quite a bit of his strength, he was still this strong.

After all, Gu Qing's silk-spinning full seal had never been used.

That's a very powerful restrictive ability.

His body piloting technique hadn't been used either.

So he could only hang back and use the Lei Guang technique to strike people from a distance.

There are 100 Tier-2 female soldiers in the territory, but only 50 were sent onto the field.

That point is even more straightforward.

Even so, he still took first?

Could it be… Yuan Zhao and the others are also holding back?

Confidence is fine, but I have to stay calm.

【Matching for the semifinals…】

【Match complete!】

【Number】 1

【Time】 5:00 PM

【Duration】 60 minutes

【Battlefield】 Battlefield 1

【Opponent】 Jiang Die of Binhu Village

The match time is 5 o'clock, which counts as fairly late.

Zhao Chi already felt a certain weariness in his heart.

But this was, after all, only a village-level competition, so there was no need to drag it out—finishing within a single day was fine too.

Besides, everyone was in the same boat.

No one could really say anything about that.

The semi-final opponent was Jiang Die from Binhu Village.

The number of spectators for this match would definitely break five thousand.

After all, Jiang Die had quite a few supporters.

But now, with Zhao Chi on a winning streak, the people supporting him should also be plenty.

Jiang Die used spirits.

Zhao Chi had watched a few of her matches; she looked utterly unremarkable, just shooting and nothing more.

Yet she always won.

She looked relaxed and at ease, unhurried and composed.

However, in her previous match she had deliberately toyed with Lu Yi, which left Zhao Chi with a poor impression of her.

Just as he was thinking, the system received a message from Lang Hu:

Lang Hu: 【Zhao Chi, I really didn't expect those two heroes of yours to be that strong. Got a moment to chat? It won't take too long.】

What did Lang Hu want to talk about?

Although Lang Hu had shown no mercy in the fight just now, cutting down Zhao Chi's female soldiers without the slightest hesitation.

If Qi Yue and the others hadn't been blocking in front, Lang Hu would have charged straight at Zhao Chi without a second thought.

But a fight was a fight.

Two different things.

Zhao Chi replied: 【Where should we talk?】

Lang Hu: 【Come to Battlefield 9. There's no fighting here, almost no one's around.】

Zhao Chi: 【On my way.】

Earlier, there had been many competitors in the tournament, so all nine battlefields had been packed.

Now only the semi-finals remained.

Only Battlefields 1 and 2 were needed; the others, if no one rented them, were indeed nearly deserted.

Entering Battlefield 9, Lang Hu was right beside the corridor.

Seeing Zhao Chi, he walked over with a smile.

"That was incredible, Zhao Chi. I really didn't expect I'd lose just like that."

Zhao Chi nodded: "It was nothing, just my luck."

Lang Hu pointed to the side: "Don't be so modest. Let's go sit over there and talk. People pass through this corridor all the time—it's not a good spot for a conversation."