Chapter 11669 — Xia Chao Really Did Favor Wei Zhao
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And precisely for that reason, even though he was now forced to bow his head to Wei Zhao, deep in his heart Xia Qiyuan remained utterly convinced that he could still turn the tables.
Because the power of anti-rules held exactly that kind of heaven-defying possibility.
But now, watching Wei Zhao unleash the power of anti-rules with his own eyes, Xia Qiyuan could not help beginning to doubt his whole understanding of life.
Could it be that his master really had taught Wei Zhao before he died?
Xia Qiyuan could not keep the suspicion from rising.
While his heart churned with towering waves, back at the scene in the Son of Heaven's palace, everyone was holding their breath so hard they dared not even exhale.
By the trend of things up to that moment, in anyone's eyes Wei Zhao was already doomed beyond doubt.
Even though he could crush fortune itself to force a stalemate with three old monsters, given enough time he would inevitably still collapse in the end.
To say nothing of the four more old monsters who had entered the fray.
As the saying went, not one old monster who came out of the Inner Royal Court had ever been a cheap lamp to light.
Seven against one—by any measure, Wei Zhao could not escape a single word: death.
But now, the instant the power of anti-rules appeared, the whole situation flipped in a breath.
There was no other reason: the power of anti-rules restrained masters of the Venerable Realm far too severely.
Boom!
Watching with their own eyes as Wei Zhao blasted an old monster apart with a single punch, the entire hall fell into a silence like death.
Looking at that teetering headless corpse in the arena, everyone inside and outside the venue swallowed in unison without meaning to.
This was a peak Venerable of the early Heaven Tier!
If not for these peculiar times, in any ordinary era, such a being would have been an invincible, transcendent existence across the whole Inner Royal Court—and now he had been blasted apart by Wei Zhao with one punch, just like that?
Was there any justice left in the world at all?
And this was merely the beginning.
Wei Zhao's ensuing frenzy of a performance made everyone recognize with perfect clarity just where the gap between them lay.
With only the most ordinary of moves and techniques, relying solely on this power of anti-rules, Wei Zhao began a slaughter of the old monsters before him.
One against seven!
Every eye was stretched wide, and even figures of the caliber of the Qin Prince's Estate's decision-makers outside the arena all fell into a collective mode of holding their breath.
In the span of less than a quarter of an hour, all seven old monsters who had joined the siege on Wei Zhao lay fallen.
Not one was spared.
Those other old monsters who had been itching to move just moments before, lamenting only that they stood too far off and struck too slowly, now all shrank back.
Surely they were joking—faced with Wei Zhao in this blood-maddened, frenzied state, they could only count themselves lucky they had not entered the field, or their names would certainly have been added to the list of old monsters slain on the spot!
At this very moment, in their eyes Wei Zhao was no longer the opening-match gift package, but an out-and-out harvester of old monsters!
Touch him and you die.
It was a long while before Qin Siren dared to murmur, opening his mouth in lament: "So this is the legendary power of anti-rules? Isn't that just plain invincible?"
Old Qin corrected him quietly: "What's invincible isn't the power of anti-rules. It's the man, Wei Zhao."
The power of anti-rules was certainly formidable, and in a sense it truly did naturally counter masters of the Venerable Realm—but as an elder who had lived through the era of the Heavenly Gate, he knew very well that the power of anti-rules was not invincible.
In essence, the power of anti-rules and the power of rules were two sides of one body, two modes of manifesting power at bottom.