Chapter 2100 — A Smile of Goodwill
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
When he stood where a projectile was about to be fired, the pendant gave a warning; but when he stood where there was temporarily no danger, the pendant gave none!
Even as he was thinking this, the firing machine had already begun rapidly launching iron balls one after another, and Wei Zhao's feet began to move! When it came to evasion, Wei Zhao's footwork was still swift, and with the pendant's warnings in particular, he simply stopped even glancing at the direction the iron balls were coming from—he shut his eyes completely and began wandering blindly across the ground!
So long as the pendant gave no warning, Wei Zhao would stop; the moment it warned again, he would dart away. Over and over, and Wei Zhao successfully evaded every last iron ball!
By this time, many of the participating family disciples had already been struck by iron balls. It did not hurt much, but the numbers on the electronic screens kept climbing—each hit added one to the count!
At present, the only ones who had not been struck and whose count still read "0" were Wei Zhao and the Tang Family's Tang Yuyi.
"Come on, Leader!" Han Xiaohu clenched his fists and said silently in his heart, excitement shining in his eyes. He had never imagined that Wei Zhao would be so formidable at evading projectiles as well—and most astonishing of all, though Tang Yuyi was also dodging, he had several close calls and had nearly been hit by iron balls more than once, and a sheen of cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead!
Then look at Wei Zhao: eyes closed, calm and composed, as though he did not care in the least. He seemed to be wandering randomly about the field, yet on close inspection, there was a pattern to it!
Wei Zhao seemed able to foresee the future—before the iron balls were even fired, he would already be standing somewhere safe, always strangling the danger before it could occur!
In truth, Wei Zhao had been rather flustered at first, succeeding by sheer blind luck, but as time went on he grew practiced, and he found the pattern in the direction of his dodging!
The pendant's warning signals varied in strength. A slight shift to the left or right would change the signal; if it was stronger on the left and weaker on the right, that meant the farther right he went, the less danger there was—so naturally Wei Zhao need only dodge to the right!
Once he had grasped this pattern, Wei Zhao grew even more relaxed, as though out for a stroll. Every step he took landed precisely in the gaps between the projectiles; not a single iron ball could touch him—not even so much as graze him!
Old Master Tang, watching from outside the field, had been full of confidence at first, but at the sight of Wei Zhao his expression turned gloomy at once! Even Tang Yuyi could never dodge them all on this projectile-training machine. In today's contest, Tang Yuyi was already performing beyond his usual level—not a single iron ball had struck him yet, whereas on an ordinary day he would have taken one or two hits by now!
But a score of one or two was still far better than the other participating disciples!
Look at the other disciples' electronic displays—the lowest had already reached double digits, and the highest had climbed into the triple digits!