Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Chapter 1565 - 802: Honor and Disgrace (Part 3)

Everyone widened their eyes, staring at this seemingly merciless endless duel, barely able to breathe.

"Did he win again?"

In Tianshu, Yellow Beard, who had been waiting until now, rubbed his eyes and let out a sigh. It was unclear whether it was exhaustion or relief, just feeling like his emotions were on a roller coaster; he had never worried about someone else like this before.

Several times, he wanted to speak but held back.

Honestly, even if the one up there was his own son, he wouldn't be so stressed, but Ji Jue, you reckless fool, could you at least return Siegfried's Ring first?

Can you come out first, please?

Let's have a good talk, you set the price, bro, stop messing around, I'm begging you.

Never before had he so desperately wished for someone to come and slash him with a big knife, unprecedentedly wanting to bleed, to be a big fool.

He felt he was being ridiculous, yet he was anxious to death.

Anxious, too anxious!

"How many matches has it been?" Aignu asked, turning his head.

"Eighth match."

Despina replied.

"Hey, just over a year ago he was still an apprentice, and now? Is this Ember's generosity... a bit too much?"

Aignu sighed, "From now on, we might have to start calling him Master Ji when we speak to him."

"No need to wait."

The old captain, silently drawing on his pipe, said, "His master rating is just a matter of process, no one will vote against it."

Aignu was stunned, then nodded in realization, "True, first it was the Work Cellar, then Iron Valve, Torch Plague…"

"Not only that."

The old captain shook his head, "Dragon Poison also died at his hands, even earlier than that perhaps."

While Ye Xian is sharp-tongued, he leaves room for maneuver in his actions, but that kid is different, when he strikes, he leaves no room for maneuver.

Seeing one just means more have died."

In this moment of astonishment, the masters of the Association fell into silence, looking at the thin figure standing at the forefront, no one spoke, as if lost in thought.

Ji Jue also seemed lost in thought.

Relaxed in posture, without any alertness or defenses, completely indifferent to where he was.

Just yawning in boredom, waiting.

"Next!"

In this brief silence that was almost imperceptible, no one responded.

In You Sui's Shadow's hall, it had long been an uproar!

"Hui Nao! What on earth are you doing?"

On the long table, a figure, faintly like a shadow, urged, "The Craftsman Grandmaster has entrusted you with a great responsibility, if you want to delay and disgrace yourself, move aside!"

Suddenly, agreeing voices sounded, and everyone around started to urge.

One against two, one against three was bad enough, but this is a one against eight, how can you still sit still?!

"Why the rush?"

A skinny man with a scholarly look adjusted his glasses and smiled indifferently: "If everyone's anxious, they can go ahead, I don't mind...

If the Craftsman Grandmaster thinks I'm scared in battle and useless, I'll explain myself."

All the urging voices fell silent.

Hui Nao had already withdrawn his gaze, lowering his eyes to stare at the scroll in his hand, where line after line of writing kept emerging on the ancient parchment, information and messages about Ji Jue kept appearing, detailed and thorough.

From making a splash in Spring City, establishing a foundation at the Coast, to expanding the market in Central Earth and conquering the Seven Cities, numerous recorded struggles and inferences emerged from the paper, along with various creations and techniques on his body... To date, so much information had been gathered, yet the photo of Ji Jue on the paper hadn't even formed, still a black and white sketch.

This indicates there are still significant gaps in his understanding of Ji Jue!

Too troublesome.

But also within expectations.

After all, the most bothersome aren't some masters, it's exactly these relatively unknown small fry – the struggle between craftsmen is a struggle of creation, although ultimately it's about skill, more often the deciding factor is intelligence.

Such a rising talent craftsman is too troublesome, just like Ye Xian back then.

It's clear from looking that Ji Jue at this moment is at the golden period brought by the accumulation of his craftsmanship, his level is making leaps and bounds, completely different with each passing day; in three or five months, it could be entirely different.

Like an unknown black box, a bottomless pit.

He's learned too much, knows too much, hides too much as well.

Often when you think you have given your all and reached his limits, you hear him chuckle, not expecting it, there's another inch, deep or shallow!

To target him is really too troublesome.

To deal with this authentic talent, selected by Ember of Superior Reign, you can't let him display his power and grow, you need to completely suppress him in level and stats.

But who the hell doesn't know that!

Hui Nao was suffering too, being given such a task by Elder Anvil to muster forces, it looked like he had great power but compared to the true You Sui upper echelon, he was a road-side tool used to offend others.

In any workshop it's the same, the one reaping the benefits is the teacher, the one working is the apprentice.

Those true old Demons of Sin, able to suppress an ordinary master, how many does You Sui really have?

Moreover, they're all directly under the three Craftsman Grandmasters, even the occasional exceptions don't take orders and can only be lured by benefits or condition exchanges, not truly under his command!

From the start, this Command Arrow was a powerless gesture.

Iron Valve, Work Cellar, and Torch Plague were already the hardest cards he had, even stronger ones were either exchanged earlier in the matches by the Association or were unwilling to step up without clarifying the situation.

Without a direct order from Elder Anvil, no one wanted to take that risk.

If not for the wrong place and limited position, he would've flipped the table and cursed: How the hell do you win? You tell me, how can we still win?!

Fortunately, even to the end, there was still a last resort.

Even if not so aboveboard, who cares?

If it works, it works!

He turned around, looking at the disciple behind him, and told him:

"Mo Tu, you go."

The craftsman named Mo Tu was stunned, his expression twitched, wanting to argue or plead, but under Hui Nao's expectant gaze, he couldn't speak a word.

In that instant, he finally realized his role.

But he had no choice.

So, the craftsman with a pale face, suppressing his trembling, walked step by step towards the Crack Realm.

Just like that, standing before Ji Jue.

Leading Ji Jue into silence.

Weak.

Too weak, so weak that Ji Jue couldn't bear it.

Does You Sui not even have a single master left? Sending such low-quality material to the field?

But Ji Jue didn't even have time to speak.

Right before Ji Jue's eyes, Mo Tu's expression twitched again, letting out a bitter smile.

Immediately afterwards... he exploded.

Boom!!!