Chapter 948 — Swatted to Death by a Dog — Bang!
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Before the words "two point six" could leave Yu Bide's mouth, his whole body was sent flying backward, a mouthful of blood spurting from him as he crashed hard through the broken villa doorway and landed in the courtyard!
The whole room erupted in uproar!
Yu Haitian stared at Wei Zhao in disbelief! Wei Zhao had knocked Yu Bide flying with a single palm strike? How could that possibly be? Wasn't Wei Zhao's strength gone? Wasn't he a cripple?
And in Yu Bide's eyes there was nothing but shock and incredulity. Wei Zhao's strength had not vanished? How could that be? And he, a man of repute, a first-rate fighter of the early Mystic Rank, had been routed so utterly by Wei Zhao's hand? Wei Zhao was only an inner-school fighter at the peak of the early Mystic Rank. Even standing half a grade above him, it should never have come to this.
Carelessness. It had to be his own carelessness! A wave of wretchedness washed over Yu Bide. Damn it all, that little bastard Wei Zhao had played him for a fool! He had never lost his strength at all, he had been playing the pig to eat the tiger! He had deceived him, and while his guard was down, struck him squarely, and that alone was what had left him so gravely wounded!
"Early Mystic Rank? So the Yu family has no real experts to speak of, either. The son is worthless, and the father is even more pathetic." Wei Zhao shook out his hand, a flicker of contempt curling at the corner of his mouth. "So are you ready to consider my terms now? Death, or two businesses for me, and two of the Yu family's concubines."
"If you have the guts, then kill me!" Yu Bide was so enraged by Wei Zhao's words that smoke all but poured from his seven orifices. Yet for all that Wei Zhao had been playing the pig to eat the tiger, Yu Bide had never once believed the man would dare truly kill him! He was certain Wei Zhao would not dare!
"The son's debt is paid by the father. General Mighty, it was his son who nearly beat you to death, so go and take your revenge on his father now." Wei Zhao gave the general a calm order. "Go on. Kill him!"
"Woof, woof!" General Mighty had been itching to test his own strength, and here was a golden chance with his own revenge thrown in; how could he let it slip by? He sprang up from Wei Zhao's side and in a single bound reached Yu Bide outside the door.
Yu Bide was grinding his teeth in fury. He did not dare kill Wei Zhao, first because he could not be sure of the man's background, and second because he was in no way Wei Zhao's match as things stood! He was thoroughly miserable. But now Wei Zhao had actually sent a mangy dog out to disgust him, and Yu Bide's temper exploded on the spot; he was ready to vent every ounce of his rage on this worthless cur!
Since it was this dog that had brought about his son's injuries, then today he would use this dog's blood to avenge his son! Yu Bide was confident that if he killed a dog, Wei Zhao and whatever power stood behind him could not possibly have a word to say.
So it was with that frame of mind that, as General Mighty came running over, Yu Bide suddenly raised his palm and struck out with a single blow! Though gravely wounded at that moment, he reckoned that killing a mere dog would take no more than a flick of strength.
But the very instant Yu Bide's palm came out, General Mighty leapt as well, meeting Yu Bide's hand with both hind legs!
With a "bang!", Yu Bide's body was sent flying backward once more, sailing straight out of the villa...
Yu Bide's body slammed hard into the ground, twitched twice, and then lay utterly still.
And so it was that a first-rate fighter of the early Mystic Rank died beneath the claws of General Mighty, whose strength stood at the peak of the late Yellow Rank.
With the inner-school cultivation of General Mighty, at the peak of the late Yellow Rank, swatting to death a gravely wounded inner-school expert of the early Mystic Rank posed no problem at all.