Chapter 11669 — Xia Chao Really Did Favor Wei Zhao
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
The power of anti-rules could naturally counter the power of rules, and the reverse was equally true: with sufficient skill, the power of rules could naturally counter the power of anti-rules just the same.
In fact, in that era when the Heavenly Gate ran rampant, by its later stages many top masters of the Inner Royal Court had already grasped the knack of this. Otherwise the Heavenly Gate would never have been suppressed, and Xia Chao would never have been forced to flee the Inner Royal Court.
At his level, it was not hard to see that these old monsters from the Inner Royal Court were indeed rich in practical combat experience; after their brief initial shock, they had already made corresponding adjustments.
Ultimately, rare as the power of anti-rules was, it was still far from lying beyond the ken of these old monsters.
The targeted adjustments they made contained no error at all.
Even Old Qin and the others—bystanders, and moreover men who had personally lived through the Heavenly Gate era—had to admit that these old monsters' countermeasures were the perfect countermeasures, with virtually no room left for improvement by the limits of their understanding.
And yet the final result was that they were still slaughtered by Wei Zhao without the slightest suspense.
To any true observer, it was clear that this was no longer a question of the power of anti-rules, but a question of the man.
Neatly arrayed before him in a single line lay the corpses of seven old monsters. Wei Zhao settled himself back onto the Son of Heaven's throne with perfect ease and swept his gaze over the whole hall.
"Anyone else want to join the fun?"
Not one soul dared make a sound.
Let alone the assembled civil and military officials present, even all the common folk of the Inner Royal Court watching this from beyond the venue had fallen utterly silent by now.
At this moment, no one dared resent or curse Wei Zhao any longer.
The public opinion that had been stirred up earlier looked utterly pale and powerless against this iron fist of strength pressed straight to their faces.
Wei Zhao spread his hands: "Don't look at me like that. I'm actually at the end of my rope right now—anyone who steps up might well be able to kill me. Want to give it a try?"
"..."
Everyone was cursing in their hearts.
With the cautionary example of seven old monsters laid out before them, anyone who still dared step forward now would truly be eating arsenic at the Longevity Star's feast—tired of living.
Little did they know, Wei Zhao was telling the truth.
For all that the arena looked one-sided, going one against seven had truly cost him enormously.
After all, this was the first time he had ever displayed the power of anti-rules before others. By his own standards, it was still only barely usable, far from masterful.
Then again, for all of this he had Zhang Tailing to thank.
Cultivating the power of anti-rules was an idea Wei Zhao had held for a long time; after all, the advantages of the thing were plain to the naked eye.
But Xia Chao had never taught it to him—more precisely, had never even mentioned it.
Because of that, Wei Zhao naturally had no way in.
Plenty of masters in this world coveted the power of anti-rules, after all. To fumble one's way to the power of anti-rules all on one's own?
Even in a dream, one should dream something a little more realistic.
Until, through the cheat-like perspective of the World Will during the Qi Prince's Estate incident, Wei Zhao observed the duel between the two god-tier existences—the suspected banished immortal Li Zui and the Great Ape King—and only then found his inspiration.
He discovered that the power the Great Ape King wielded was faintly, deeply akin to the power of anti-rules.
Only of a higher order!
Had this been in the past, no matter how clearly Wei Zhao saw it, he could never have stolen the technique simply by wanting to—his understanding of the essence of power had not been deep enough.