Chapter 230 — You Cheated
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Wei Zhao did not get out of the car. He sat where he was, quietly watching the movements all around him.
"Wei Zhao, get out." A man climbed down from the van and stood not far in front of Wei Zhao's car. It was Black Panther, exactly as Wei Zhao had guessed.
"Peak late Yellow Rank?" Wei Zhao frowned. The ability to see another person's true rank was one of his cheat-like gifts, but Black Panther's sudden leap from a man of no real strength to the peak of the late Yellow Rank still left him deeply puzzled.
He would have liked to observe a while longer, but Tang Zhi was still up in that unfinished building. Wei Zhao had no choice but to get out. Black Panther had to be dealt with quickly, or Tang Zhi might be in danger.
"Wei Zhao, bet you didn't expect this, did you? That I'd slip out of the police's hands?" Black Panther looked at Wei Zhao the way one looks at a lamb trussed up for slaughter, his eyes brimming with bloodlust.
"No, I didn't." Wei Zhao nodded. "But there are a few things you won't have expected either."
"What do you mean?" Black Panther blinked.
"The truth is, I'm a skilled hand at the early Yellow Rank!" As the words left Wei Zhao's mouth, his whole aura surged forth, his power suppressed to the early Yellow Rank.
"Hm?" Black Panther was briefly taken aback, but then he burst out laughing, full of mockery... Before he became a peak late Yellow Rank fighter, he had never known how strong Wei Zhao truly was; he had merely assumed Wei Zhao was a cut above an ordinary man. Now, unexpectedly, he had learned that Wei Zhao was a Yellow Rank fighter too!
But in Black Panther's eyes, the early Yellow Rank now meant nothing at all. He possessed the peak of the late Yellow Rank, and early Yellow Rank strength looked to him as feeble as a grown man looks at a newborn infant.
"What are you laughing at?" Wei Zhao asked mildly. "Have you never heard how the martial world ranks strength? Heaven, Earth, Mystic, Yellow—Yellow may be the lowest, but it is already enough to run rampant through the city. The early Yellow Rank is the equal of a special forces soldier."
"Haha, of course I know." Black Panther nearly choked laughing at Wei Zhao's words. With strength like yours, you're still showing off in front of me? You think you're something?
"Since you know it, what are you still standing there for? Waiting for a skilled hand of the early Yellow Rank like me to send you to the Western Paradise?" Wei Zhao said carelessly.
"Ha!" Black Panther laughed again, a brilliant laugh. He truly did not know what arrogance meant. An early Yellow Rank, and already this conceited? "Fine, then let me see for myself just how formidable this early Yellow Rank expert of yours really is!"
Wei Zhao's manner today was thoroughly abnormal, utterly unlike his usual way of handling things. Had Black Panther understood Wei Zhao's nature, he would surely have sensed that something was off. The Wei Zhao who was never one for showing off had today turned conceited and boastful...
But Black Panther did not know that, so he simply thought Wei Zhao was a megalomaniac.
"Come on." Wei Zhao looked at Black Panther with disdain. "I'll show you what early Yellow Rank strength looks like!"
Wei Zhao struck a posture of utter contempt.
Faced with such scorn, Black Panther gave a cold smile, as though he had written Wei Zhao off as an ignorant fool. His body shifted slightly, and he abruptly drove a punch at Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao smiled faintly and threw a punch of his own to meet Black Panther's fist.
Black Panther laughed inwardly at Wei Zhao's stupidity. With that little bit of strength, you dare take a punch from my peak late Yellow Rank power head-on? A mid Yellow Rank punch alone is enough to badly wound an early Yellow Rank, let alone one from a peak late Yellow Rank fighter like me!