Chapter 1283: Numb from Winning (2)

Editor: Atlas Studios

If Wei Ting did not care about the price, he could kill him with one move.

“Take it easy!”

Su Mo was worried that Wei Ting would risk his life again.

Wei Ting’s lips curled up. “I know!”

It was not worth it to die with this kid!

He jumped into the air and flipped over the Heartbroken Cultivator’s head. He pulled out the dagger at the Heartbroken Cultivator’s waist and stabbed him in the back!

The Heartbroken Cultivator was angered by his carelessness.

At this moment, Su Mo was about to attack.

The Heartbroken Cultivator gritted his teeth and glared at the two of them before using his movement technique to leave.

The two of them did not chase after him. In any case, they could still meet him later.

“Let’s go,” Su Mo said.

The Slave Killer and Lin Feiyu arrived at the last section of the cliff.

Here, they could already feel the whistling wind that could almost blow people away.

One could imagine the difficulty of the subsequent climb.

Soon, the people from the Assassin Alliance arrived.

In order to fight for the best climbing position, the Slave Killer, Lin Feiyu, Qi Yao, and You Ming fought.

Lin Feiyu was injured and left the competition.

Wei Ting was halfway there when he looked at the yellow fireworks above his head. “What are those?”

Su Mo said calmly, “Someone withdrew from the competition.”

Wei Ting glanced at him. “How did you know?”

Su Mo said, “Before the elder read the rules, he gave everyone a firework bamboo tube. You weren’t around at that time.”

Wei Ting asked, “You collected it for me?”

Su Mo said, “Yes.”

Wei Ting asked, “Where?”

Su Mo said, “I threw it away.”

Wei Ting was speechless.

Su Mo continued forward.

Wei Ting asked, “Where’s yours?”

Su Mo said, “I’ve thrown it away too.”

Wei Ting stopped and looked at someone’s back. The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. “Who’s the one who doesn’t care about his life when he’s ruthless, huh?”

When the two of them arrived at the cliff, the Slave Killer was fighting fiercely with the disciples of the Assassin Alliance.

The principle of the Slave Killer was that if he was not allowed to do it, no one could do it. If they had to die, they would die together. They had to fight a traitor!

Wei Ting and Su Mo exchanged glances and took the opportunity to fly up the cliff.

You Ming had just slapped the Slave Killer when he realized that someone had taken advantage of the situation. “You want to take advantage of the situation? It’s not so easy!”

He suddenly slashed out a sword qi and cut Su Mo’s rope.

The reason why he targeted Su Mo was that Su Mo had given himself an epithet that surpassed his—the Netherworld King.

He didn’t like it, very much.

Wei Ting reached out and grabbed Su Mo.

You Ming stopped fighting with the Slave Killer and began to attack Su Mo and Wei Ting.

Su Mo said to Wei Ting, “In this way, he would force the two of us down. Let go!”

You Ming held the hook knife and chiseled not far from Wei Ting.

Seeing that he was about to climb up, Wei Ting knocked You Ming down.

The two of them fell to the ground. Su Mo gasped. “I asked you to let go, not throw him around!”

Wei Ting raised his eyebrows and smiled. “I’ll go up first!”

“Dream on!”

You Ming stood up to attack Wei Ting but was stopped by Su Mo!

The wind on the cliff was even stronger than on the ground. Wei Ting was like a pendulum as he was blown around.

What was even more terrifying was that after reaching a certain height, the temperature plummeted, and the cliff was as cold as ice.

His hands were quickly frozen.

“Fortunately… I was prepared.”

He raised his stiff fingers, sluggishly pulled out a pair of deerskin gloves, and put them on.

However, because his movements were too big, the hook knife suddenly loosened and he suddenly fell into the abyss.

The cold wind almost tore his face apart.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the hook knife in midair, and smashed it into the cliff!

However, this crack could not withstand his weight.

He fell again.

He smashed into the cliff a few times until his head broke. Finally, he stopped.

He looked above his head and sighed. “Half the way… I climbed for nothing…”

At this moment, on the east side, about ten feet away, a figure suddenly overtook him.

This fellow was very cunning. He did not fight for the best position and chose a steeper place.

He would rather be troubled by the environment than by the few sects.

“Hey.”

Wei Ting shouted at him, “I fell from above. You can’t climb up from that direction. You’ll stop after another 60 feet. Hurry up and move over.”

The lHeartbroken Cultivator ignored Wei Ting.

He had already fallen for it once. He would not fall for it a second time.

The strong wind was so strong, and with the angle and distance, it was not easy to launch a sneak attack.

With this thought in mind, Wei Ting could only let him off first.

However, Wei Ting did not lie to him about one thing. He really could not go up in that direction. Soon, he would encounter a large area of protruding mushroom rocks.