Chapter 3835 — Yielding the Way of His Own Accord
"The Twenty-Four Forms of the Soul-Chasing Chain Sword—opening with a killing move like that, tucked away as his final trump. The grievance festering in this thing is truly no small matter!" Wei Zhao's gaze narrowed slightly.
He had come within a hair of killing this opponent last time, yet Yu Jiang remained an exceedingly troublesome existence. Even one-on-one, Wei Zhao had found him desperately hard to handle—and now, behind him, there was the even more terrifying Nan Tianyong in pursuit.
Seeing Wei Zhao's expression shift in an instant, Yu Jiang felt a surge of satisfaction. The stifled gloom pent up in his chest for nearly a month could at last be released without reservation.
Damn you, Lin Er—go to hell! The Star-Ink Stone is destined to be mine!
In the blink of an eye, the sword aura of the Twenty-Four Forms of the Soul-Chasing Chain Sword had fully coalesced at his fingertips. Yet just as Yu Jiang was about to cleave his opponent in two with a single stroke, he saw Wei Zhao's figure seem to falter abruptly.
"Still thinking of retreating at a time like this? Your head must be full of holes, boy. You have only two fates now: die under my master's palm, or die beneath my sword aura. There is no third possibility!" Yu Jiang sneered, flicked his fingertip, and was about to unleash the sword aura and cut Wei Zhao in half at the waist.
But utterly beyond his expectations, in the instant before that stroke was unleashed, Wei Zhao did not regret, did not dodge—instead he abruptly accelerated and charged straight at him without a word!
"How is that possible?" Watching the distance between them shrink in an instant from thirty feet to three, Yu Jiang—who had already been picturing the scene of cutting Wei Zhao in half—was nearly frightened out of his wits!
Only then did he realize: the momentary pause he had seen in Wei Zhao had not been a prelude to retreat, but the gathering of force for further acceleration!
Has this bastard been popping pills? Under his master Nan Tianyong's full-force pursuit, the boy ought to have spent every ounce of strength already—there should be no holding back left. How could he accelerate again at a time like this?
What he did not know was that Wei Zhao's burst of speed just now was identical in method to how he had shaken off Nan Tianyong at the inner street entrance—once again employing the acupoint **true qi technique!
He had already pushed the Butterfly Microstep and the Gale-Chasing Lightning Boots to their utmost, but thanks to this technique, so long as a steady supply of true qi was guaranteed, theoretically he could accelerate without limit—even beyond the ceiling of his own speed.
Of course, given an ordinary person's reserves of true qi, using such a technique even once was an extravagance bordering on criminal, to say nothing of a second time. But Wei Zhao was different: seated upon the heaven-defying cheat of the jade pendant space, he had no worries whatsoever where true qi was concerned.
The acupoint **true qi technique—so long as it worked, he would not begrudge using it three times, four times, never stinting!
And because of this sudden acceleration, Wei Zhao had caught Yu Jiang utterly off guard. With the distance between them less than three feet, even though Yu Jiang had already gathered the sword aura killing move at his fingertips, he had no time left to unleash it.
More critically, by the battle instincts of a mid Foundation Establishment expert, Yu Jiang suddenly sensed a trace of extreme danger emanating from Wei Zhao.
It was as though lingering beside this thing even a moment longer would turn him into a corpse on the spot!
After all, not even from his master Nan Tianyong—a peak late Foundation Establishment expert—had Yu Jiang ever felt such a heart-stopping, awe-inspiring menace!
Instincts for danger never lied. Could it be that this Lin Er still concealed some extremely lethal, terrifying killing move?
Already badly frightened by Wei Zhao's sudden acceleration rushing at his face, and then assailed by such a chilling premonition of danger, Yu Jiang was scared witless. Even knowing that a single slight strike now would surely seal his opponent's death, he still instinctively chose to beat a hasty retreat!
Rather than seize the chance to delay Wei Zhao and wipe away his humiliation, Yu Jiang plainly valued his own life more. After all, if he died, everything was finished. As for Wei Zhao—it did not matter if he let him off for now; with Nan Tianyong on his heels, the boy could never escape!
Seeing Yu Jiang yield of his own accord, Wei Zhao could not help but chuckle. "Clearing the way for me voluntarily? Then I truly must thank you for sparing my life. Your great kindness and boundless virtue—I shall never forget them as long as I have teeth!"
As the words fell, Wei Zhao paid not the slightest attention to the fuming Yu Jiang, accelerated once more to sweep past him, and in the blink of an eye had left him far behind!
"Are you insane? With such a perfect opportunity, why in the hell would you clear the way for him?" Nan Tianyong, closing in fast, was so furious at the sight that his mouth nearly twisted out of shape.
Through the dense crowds, he had chased from the inner street entrance all the way to the market entrance, yet had failed to catch a mere peak early Foundation Establishment expert. Add to that the earlier face-to-face provocation from Wei Zhao in the inner street, and Nan Tianyong now had a whole bellyful of fire pent up.
Upon seeing Yu Jiang block the exit, Nan Tianyong had thought Wei Zhao was finally out of chances to escape death—only to find that this inescapable trap of a pincer attack had been inexplicably abandoned of his own accord by his own disciple!
Yu Jiang grimaced awkwardly but could not utter a word. After all, even if his instincts had warned of that extremely lethal danger, it was hard to justify being frightened off by a mere peak early Foundation Establishment expert when the situation was so overwhelmingly in their favor.
Fortunately, Nan Tianyong merely cursed once and then paid him no further attention, for he still had to chase the Wei Zhao ahead.
With such a perfect opportunity—master and disciple joining forces, a peak late Foundation Establishment expert and a mid Foundation Establishment expert—if Wei Zhao still escaped, they would truly have no place left to put their old faces.
Once out of the crowded market, with no more passersby in the way, Nan Tianyong's speed increased markedly. Even Wei Zhao, accelerated by the acupoint true qi technique, was far from his match.
Had he not been momentarily stunned by Yu Jiang's voluntary yielding of the way, Nan Tianyong might normally have caught Wei Zhao within three breaths. Even now, it would cost him at most twice the time—and then, with a single move, he would obliterate him!
In but a few short breaths, the market was left far behind by Wei Zhao. Given the peak speed of his Butterfly Microstep and Gale-Chasing Lightning Boots, plus the extreme acceleration of the acupoint true qi technique, Wei Zhao's speed at this moment was truly no joke—even a mid Foundation Establishment expert like Yu Jiang could only gaze after him helplessly. RS