Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 443: Ambition to Save the Master, Fearless of the Dangers of the Mist

Wu Hen also put away his playful smile and said seriously, "That's right, Old Yuan! Back then, I..."

He paused, seeming to formulate his words.

"Thinking back then... well, forget it, I can't make it up anymore. Anyway, we have to go!"

"That's a realm even I can't reach! Are you going to die for this slim chance?!"

Yuan Tiangang's tone became more serious, even with a hint of anger.

"Do you treat your own life like a child?!"

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other, with a determined light flashing in their eyes.

Lin Qiye took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Instructor, we..."

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, his eyes like torches, staring directly at Yuan Tiangang, his voice low but clear and powerful: "Instructor, we are not ignorant of the importance of the matter,"

"It's just that we, a group of people, have already been crushed to the ground countless times by fate, and we have nothing left."

Wu Hen continued, a self-deprecating smile on his lips: "That's right, Old Yuan, look at each of us, who hasn't been severely tortured by life several times?"

"Baili Fatty, this fat guy has been raised as a pig since he was little. He spends all day eating and sleeping. He almost became a real pig!"

"Cao Yuanhai, this guy was abused by his stepmother when he was a child, and he has developed a knack for taking beatings!"

"Jialan'er, she's even more miserable. Both her parents are dead, and she's been raised in an orphanage since she was little. With that tiny body, a gust of wind could blow her away!"

"And An Yuqing, who has had social phobia since childhood and lives in her own world, is definitely autistic!"

"Shen Qingzhu, you act so cool every day, but your family is so broke that you can't even afford a good weapon!"

"Jiang Er'er, this little girl, always had a silly smile every day, but she was abducted and tortured since she was young!"

"Shaoping, look at him, he has a stern face all day long, as if someone owes him millions."

"Actually, he's a poor wretch. He was traumatized by a supernatural incident when he was a kid."

Every time he said a name, his tone became deeper, as if he was uncovering scars.

"We are a bunch of rotten people. We don't care about our own lives anymore!"

Wu Hen suddenly grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, but his eyes were firm.

"But the Sword Saint is different! He is like a ray of light in the dark night of despair, giving us hope to live."

"It gives us a direction to move forward. If he falls, we will really have nothing!"

The other people nodded, their eyes also full of determination. They were able to come this far.

To a large extent, it is the spiritual inspiration of the Sword Master and the faith in their hearts. Now that their faith has been tarnished, how can they stand idly by?

"So, Old Yuantou,"

Lin Qiye spoke again, his tone filled with an unquestionable firmness.

"Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, we must forge ahead! Saving the Sword Master is also redeeming ourselves!"

Yuan Tiangang frowned, looking at the group of students with determined eyes in front of him,

The resolute aura they exuded actually shocked him a little.

He slowly lowered his clenched fists and spoke in a slightly slower tone: "You..."

"Oh, right, Old Yuan!"

Wu Hen suddenly interrupted Yuan Tiangang and said with a smile: "I have a question, is there any beautiful young lady in that fog?"

As he spoke, he nudged Lin Qiye next to him with his elbow.

"It would be even better if I could bring back a wife along with me! Isn't that right, Lao Lin?"

Lin Qiye's eyes twitched, and he selectively ignored Wu Hen's words. He looked at Yuan Tiangang, waiting for his answer.

Yuan Tiangang looked at this group of young people who were "ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth" and swept his eyes over each of their faces.

Finally, he landed on Lin Qiye and Wu Hen and slowly said, "The rules for tomorrow's competition are..."

Yuan Tiangang took a deep breath and scanned the faces of each student, finally landing on Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.

This group of young people exuded an almost crazy persistence, which reminded him of himself when he was young.

He felt mixed emotions, admiring their courage but also worried about their safety.

"I understand your determination."

He spoke slowly, his tone less harsh than before and more helpless.

"But the dangers of the mist are far beyond your imagination. Even I have no way to deal with it."

Hearing this, the fire of hope that had just ignited in the students' eyes dimmed instantly.

Wu Hen curled his lips and muttered, "After all this time, you've been talking for so long, and all you've got is 'I can't do it'?"

Yuan Tiangang glared at him and continued, "If you want to enter the fog, unless..."

He paused, looking into the distance, "Unless you can convince Commander Ye."

"Commander Ye?" Everyone looked at each other. This name was like a mountain, pressing them down so hard that they couldn't breathe.

Commander Ye, the supreme commander of the Night's Watch, has unfathomable strength and is known for his ruthless and impartial character.

How easy is it to convince him?

"Oh, forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore!"

Wu Hen waved his hands, looking like he was about to give up.

"I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well think about how to win tomorrow."

Yuan Tiangang looked at their dejected appearance and felt a little sorry for them, so he said, "Don't be too discouraged. Prepare well for the competition tomorrow."

"If you win, you can become a special team. Then, you may have a chance..."

He paused deliberately to keep the question in suspense.

"What opportunity?" Everyone immediately became excited, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Yuan Tiangang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile: "Tomorrow's competition is a flag-grabbing battle."

He paused and continued, "The rules are simple: the first team to capture the other team's flag wins."

"But remember, the position of the flag will be announced randomly after the game starts,"

''And, every once in a while, the position of the flag will change.

Everyone listened attentively, afraid of missing any details.

Seeing how serious they were, Yuan Tiangang nodded secretly and added, "One more thing. In this competition, any means can be used, including but not limited to..."

He deliberately prolonged his voice, "Formation, talisman, summoned creature..."

When Wu Hen heard the word "summoned creature", his eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and smiled.

He whispered to Lin Qiye, "Old Lin, watch me tomorrow. I promise to summon a 'Ruhua' for you and charm the enemy!"

Lin Qiye's mouth twitched and he looked at him speechlessly.

Yuan Tiangang took in everyone's expressions and was secretly thinking about something in his mind.

He waved his hand and said, "Alright, go back and have a good rest, gather your energy, and prepare for tomorrow's game."

Everyone stood up and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Yuan Tiangang suddenly called out to Lin Qiye: "Lin Qiye, you stay."

Lin Qiye paused and looked at Yuan Tiangang in confusion: "Instructor, is there anything else?"

Yuan Tiangang walked up to him and whispered, “About Commander Ye…” He lowered his voice and said a word.

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked at Yuan Tiangang in disbelief...

Inside the training ground, the atmosphere was as heavy as an old hot pot, bubbling with despair.

Lin Qiye, Wu Hen and the others all hung their heads, looking like eggplants hit by frost, wilted.

Yuan Tiangang looked at this group of listless kids, sighed helplessly, and felt a few more wrinkles on his forehead.

"Alas, you all look like your parents have died. If you don't know, you might think I've assigned you some mission with no chance of survival."

Yuan Tiangang muttered unhappily.

Wu Hen raised his head weakly and glanced at Yuan Tiangang with resentment: "Old Yuan, you said it lightly, but who is Commander Ye?"

"He's the leader of the Night's Watch. We're just a bunch of little shrimps. We're probably nothing to him."

"It's harder than climbing to the sky to convince him!"

Fatty Baili also sighed, "That's right, I feel like we're doomed this time. I'm afraid the Sword Saint is in great danger."

"Shut your crow mouth!"

Jia Laner glared at Baili Panger fiercely.

"Master Sword Saint, good fortune will come to you. Nothing will happen to you!"

Everyone was talking at once, and the training ground was filled with a thick atmosphere of dejection.

Shaoping stood aside, taking in everyone's reactions, with a barely perceptible sneer on his lips.

He walked up to Yuan Tiangang and said in a sarcastic tone, "Hey, Instructor Yuan, are you leaking the test questions to your beloved students?"

"The rules of this capture-the-flag game are so detailed. If you didn't know, you'd think you knew the location of the flags in advance."

Yuan Tiangang glanced at Shao Ping and said in a cold tone: "Minister Shao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

"I was just explaining the rules, how could I have leaked the test?"

"Whether it was a leak or not, you know it clearly."

Shao Ping sneered, turned around and left, leaving behind a meaningful sentence,

"Instructor Yuan, you'd better pray that your beloved students don't lose too badly, otherwise..."

He paused and didn't continue, but the threat in his tone was self-evident.

Yuan Tiangang looked at Shaoping's departing back. He turned around and said to Lin Qiye, "Lin Qiye, come with me."

Lin Qiye was confused and followed Yuan Tiangang to the corner of the training ground.

Yuan Tiangang lowered his voice and said, "I know a secret about Commander Ye..."