Chapter 4897 — An Attempt at Fusion

"Still got thick hide, have you? Let's see how long you last!" Several Blast Swords had failed to blow Wei Zhao apart, and Chang Laiting's amazement deepened by the moment. He pushed his speed to its utmost; the black sword was all but piercing into Wei Zhao's chest, held back only by that last layer of protective true qi.

"Heh, interesting." Wei Zhao suddenly smiled, a flicker of amusement in it. This whole bout of observation had given him a rough idea of how the other did it, and with his own understanding added in, enlightenment came at once. (To be continued.)