"So he couldn't participate in the tournament, but he went behind everyone's back and signed up for the qualifiers anyway?" Xie Qiwen watched You Ziping standing by Arena Fourteen in silence, his expression darkening. "What a stubborn fool. Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit."
He had long known that You Ziping was trying to court Jiang Mengyun. His original plan had been to let You Ziping cool his heels and eventually give up on his own.
He never expected that not only would You Ziping refuse to take the hint, but he'd also dare to secretly enter the tournament.
Without hesitation, Xie Qiwen sent a message to the three participants he'd arranged — Gu Chen, Yi Yuqing, and Liao Huajie. The instructions were simple: cripple You Ziping so he'd never set foot in the fighting world again.
"I hope you don't get eliminated too early." Xie Qiwen watched You Ziping, who was still waiting for his match, and the corner of his lips curled upward.
It had to be said, You Ziping's luck was quite good — none of the three participants from the White Tiger Dojo were on Arena Fourteen.
If they wanted to deal with You Ziping, they'd have to wait until he advanced.
But once You Ziping made it through, handling him afterward would be easy.
Even though this was merely a friendly competition, it was still a fighting tournament. Injuries during a match were perfectly normal. For elite students like Gu Chen from the main dojo, secretly crippling You Ziping would be child's play. Even if it could be healed, the cost would be far beyond what an ordinary dojo student could afford.
Just then, Gan Xingteng hurried over to Xie Qiwen's side and respectfully handed over a folder of documents.
"Boss, I've finished looking up the profiles for those dojos and training centers you asked about. Here's the detailed information on their competing participants."
"Good work."
Xie Qiwen nodded, took the documents, and began flipping through them casually.
The plan to seize control of the six major cities was mainly his responsibility. This was the first time the White Tiger Dojo had entrusted him with such an important task, and naturally he wanted to handle it flawlessly. Although he didn't think any of the dojos and training centers in the six cities stood a chance, he'd still asked Gan Xingteng to look into the participating competitors worth noting.
Among the six cities, three dojos and training centers warranted attention: the Tianwu Academy, the Baiyun Dojo, and the Beidou Training Center. The Tianwu Academy and Baiyun Dojo were the most noteworthy — both had been nationally renowned in the past before falling into decline, though they still managed to produce a few impressive competitors in national tournaments every few years.
As for the Beidou Training Center, it was entirely because of masters like Lei Bao, and there was also the suspected master Huowu. That meant the Beidou Training Center might have some hidden cards up its sleeve.
While reviewing the documents, Xie Qiwen spotted a familiar name.
You Ziping!
And You Ziping was representing the Beidou Training Center.
Seeing this information, Xie Qiwen froze on the spot, completely stunned by You Ziping's idiotic decision.
Setting aside how many times stronger the White Tiger Dojo was compared to the Beidou Training Center, just in terms of a fighter's own future development, even a fool would know to choose the White Tiger Dojo. Yet You Ziping had chosen the Beidou Training Center — a newly established place with virtually no foundation, nothing but rumors to its name.
Such stupidity would probably make the King of Hell himself laugh.
If You Ziping were competing as an individual, with the protection of being a mid-level student at the White Tiger Dojo, Xie Qiwen couldn't go too far — after all, Jiang Tianyuan was watching.