vstars Chapter 287 Peggy's Anger
Chapter 287 Peggy's Anger
Chapter 287 Peggy's Anger
The next day, before the sun came out, Mad Wolf left Fox Winery.
It was not until the evening that he returned to Fox Winery, Chen Xian's residence, covered in wounds.
Chen Xian is pruning a potted herb that he planted.
Facing the mad wolf covered in blood and limping, he was not too surprised and said casually.
"Have you compared?"
"Ok!"
"Lost?"
"Yeah!" Mad Wolf lowered his head.
"Is the other party injured?" Chen Xian continued to trim the herbs without any pause.
Mad Wolf was prepared to be scolded by Chen Xian, but when he said he lost the competition, Chen Xian showed no emotion and just asked him calmly whether he had hurt Baimao.
This made Crazy Wolf feel a little indignant. "Boss, even though I lost, you look down on me too much. What do you mean by 'Is Baimao injured?'"
Then Mad Wolf said proudly, "I plucked out all the wolf hair on his chin. If I fight to the death, White Hair will at least have one arm broken."
Hearing that Baimao's wolf hair had been plucked, Chen Xian stopped trimming the herbs for a moment, then continued to trim them leisurely, and said calmly, "Go soak in the medicine pool, don't train tomorrow, have a good rest, and prepare for the competition the day after tomorrow."
"Boss, I've already lost! Is it necessary for me to compete the day after tomorrow?"
Mad Wolf thought that Chen Xian didn't hear the result of today's competition, so he repeated it again.
"No, in my opinion you've already won."
"Alright, go get treated quickly. Although these are just external injuries, you still need to recover in time!"
Mad Wolf wanted to say something, but seeing that Chen Xian was concentrating on pruning the herbs and didn't want to be disturbed, Mad Wolf took his leave and went to the place where they used to run exercises after training.
There was already a pool of potion filled with mist.
During the previous three months of training, Chen Xian would prepare medicinal baths for Mad Wolf every day. Only in the few days leading up to the competition, when the training stopped, did he fail to prepare anything.
When Crazy Wolf saw that there was another medicinal bath today, a mist appeared in the eyes of this nearly three-meter-tall man.
The boss knew long ago that I would come back injured!
Mad Wolf was deeply touched, but he didn't understand why his boss wanted to participate in the competition when he knew he would lose.
The time for the second competition soon arrived.
This time with the addition of handicap, the enthusiasm of the crowd watching the game was much higher than the first game.
After all four players came on the court, the one who cheered the loudest at the scene turned out to be Mad Wolf.
Mad Wolf himself was a little surprised. He should be the weakest among the four players in the competition!
Lucy and Tietou were extremely nervous when they saw this scene.
"Hey, these people should have bet on Mad Wolf to win!" Tietou looked around and carefully examined the white-haired man on the stage, and said suspiciously, "It's just that this white-haired man doesn't seem to be as seriously injured as the legend says!"
"You also bet on Mad Wolf? How much did you bet?" Lucy asked curiously.
"I bet 500 gold coins." Tietou drank his tea helplessly and asked Lucy, "Did you place a bet too?"
"Well, I bet 10,000 gold coins." Lucy answered simply.
“Puff~” Tietou spurted out a mouthful of tea, “One… ten thousand gold coins?”
Aren’t the foxes said to be wise? How could they just waste ten thousand gold coins?
Tietou stared at Lucy suspiciously, and seeing that she looked calm and there was no sign of nervousness on her face at all, he suddenly thought of something.
"You didn't bet on Baimao, did you?"
Lucy was dissatisfied, "How can you talk like that! Mad Wolf is my little brother, of course I bet on him."
"But~"
"It's nothing, it's not my money anyway."
Hearing this, Tietou looked at Chen Xian with understanding, but seeing that he also had a calm expression, Tietou became even more confused.
"Since we've already placed our bets, why don't you just trust Mad Wolf for a while?"
Chen Xian drank his tea quietly, occasionally waving and greeting Gangti who was sitting in the distance.
After a while, the wolf elder appeared on the high platform of the competition field and shouted, "The competition begins."
Then two protective barriers rose up on the competition field.
The game has already started, and White Hair and Mad Wolf are both just standing there observing each other.
Whitehair has no attacking posture.
Mad Wolf also observed the other party quietly.
"I am surprised by your progress. Have you recovered from the injury from the day before yesterday?" Baimao suddenly spoke to Mad Wolf.
"You don't have to hold back. What I need is a fair duel." Mad Wolf said proudly.
Baimao burst into laughter, and the sound of his laughter drowned out the cheers of Mad Wolf from all around.
"I also want a fair fight." White Hair stared at Mad Wolf and continued, "Wait until you reach the legendary level, then it will be fair."
Then Baimao bowed respectfully to the wolf elder who was judging on the high platform and said, "I, Baimao, voluntarily give up this competition. Please allow me, Great Elder."
The wolf clan elder waved his hand calmly without even opening his eyes.
White Hair bowed again, turned around and said to Mad Wolf, "I may not compete with you for the position of Wolf King, but it is not that easy for you to become the Wolf King. If you can defeat Frost Spirit, I, White Hair, will support you to become the Wolf King."
Then Baimao strode down the ring. When his feet landed on the ground, Baimao suddenly turned around and shouted, "If you can't beat Shuangling, but you can marry her, I will still support you to be the Wolf King, haha~"
Baimao left.
Mad Wolf froze on the stage.
The people in the surrounding stands were also stunned.
"Shameless, Baimao, you are not worthy of being a wolf warrior."
Peggy's roar stood out in the quiet audience.
Then he watched people quietly and became agitated.
"Pig, what are you talking about? He was seriously injured and voluntarily gave up. How can he not be worthy of being a warrior?"
"Yes, Commander White Hair is able to bend and stretch, and this is the benchmark of a warrior."
"I remember that your Pigeon Golden Circle Chamber of Commerce offered very high odds. Don't you want to admit it?"
"Just try to deny it. I will prevent them from leaving the Langya Mountains."
……
Peggy was awakened by the discussions of the crowd and gradually regained her composure.
There is no point in arguing with these people. Only if the wolf tribe declares this battle invalid will they have a reason not to pay compensation.
Thinking of this, Peggy looked at the wolf clan elder on the high platform.
Now the only one who can make the final judgment on the game is this old werewolf.
Peggy quickly ran out of the audience seats, came to the stage, and saluted to the wolf tribe's chief elder.
"Great elder of the wolf tribe, Baimao's act of giving up is really against the honor of an orc warrior. We must not allow this unhealthy trend to spread in the wolf tribe. Please declare this game invalid to avoid being laughed at by other orcs."
The audience was already excited before the wolf tribe's chief elder even spoke.
"You are a good Pig tribe. You want to renege on your debt after you pass it by."
"I remember it was the Pig tribe that spread the news that the White-haired Leader was seriously injured and might not be able to fight, so I bet on Mad Wolf to win. Now that he has given up the game, they actually want to deny it."
"The Pigs are indeed shameless. If they dare not pay compensation today, I will tear them apart."
……
Facing the condemnation of the crowd, Peggy remained unmoved. He focused his attention on the great elder of the Wolf Clan. As long as the other party declared it invalid, their Golden Circle Chamber of Commerce would have the power to stop everyone from talking.
But the wolf tribe elder closed his eyes and did not answer.
How can this old wolf be a referee with his eyes closed? This competition is obviously unfair.
Peggy was anxious, but then she remembered a piece of information collected by the Chamber of Commerce.
Mad Wolf is the descendant of the old Wolf King, and is a half-brother of the Wolf King who just died, but the only difference is that Mad Wolf's mother is a human, and he is a half-orc.
According to the information from the Golden Circle Chamber of Commerce, Mad Wolf's strength is only around level five. He is not even qualified to fight against a legendary level warrior.
However, now, Mad Wolf got a lucky draw in the first game, and his opponent gave up in the second game...
Could it be that these were specially arranged by the wolf tribe?
Thinking of this, Peggy shouted to the wolf clan elder again, "This competition of your wolf clan is just a cover. Wolf clan elder, you want to support Mad Wolf to be the wolf king, right?"
"Because he has the blood of the old wolf king!"