Chapter 2150 — No Easy Fix
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Very well—my thanks to you!" Old Master Pi, who did not know this, thought hope of any kind better than none. He hurriedly gathered Pi Zhitao in his arms and, together with the disciple Old Master Zhao had arranged, went off to seek the Medicine King's diagnosis and treatment…
The next to enter the arena was a disciple of the Fire Wolf Gang. As for the sorry state Pi Zhitao had been beaten into, An Mingyue seemed utterly unmoved—not a trace of worry, neither joy nor sorrow—and sent his own disciple in as before.
"First match: disciple of the Hidden Pi Family, time endured, seven minutes and forty-nine seconds. Second match: disciple of the Fire Wolf Gang, make ready!" Old Master Zhao announced the result.
Seeing the Fire Wolf Gang disciple come forward, Master Wo opened the gate of the cage and let him enter.
Once inside, the Fire Wolf Gang disciple seemed not even to see the Wind-Thunder Violet-Lightning Beast. He simply stood there like a fool and did nothing at all. This gave the beast pause—what was wrong with this fellow, standing there dumbly?
No wariness, no attempt to hide? So the Wind-Thunder Violet-Lightning Beast made a tentative charge at the Fire Wolf Gang disciple, meaning to toy with him—only to find the man paid it no heed whatsoever, still standing there like an idiot, as though whatever the beast did had nothing to do with him.
At this the Wind-Thunder Violet-Lightning Beast grew rather irritated. It lunged at him experimentally—yet the Fire Wolf Gang disciple remained utterly unmoved.
Now the beast lost its temper. It swung a paw and sent the Fire Wolf Gang disciple sprawling head over heels.
But this Fire Wolf Gang disciple was made of sterner stuff than Pi Zhitao. Knocked to the ground, he did not beg for mercy; after a moment he staggered back to his feet and stood there again, motionless.
"?" The Wind-Thunder Violet-Lightning Beast was truly baffled. What manner of man was this? Beaten, and yet as though nothing had happened? Was the fellow deranged?
Still, since the man had taken a blow and remained where he was without fleeing, the beast had no reason to spare him. It walked over and dealt another slap, sending the Fire Wolf Gang disciple crashing to the ground.
This time the Fire Wolf Gang disciple did not rise so quickly. The old masters watching from outside shook their heads. They all knew there was something strange about the Fire Wolf Gang's disciples—fearless of blows, fearless of death—but surely a hit like that was the end of it?
"Fire Wolf Gang disciple, are you alive or dead? If you do not rise again, you lose!" Old Master Zhao asked after a moment's thought. After all, if the man died on the spot, it could not count as a match result.
Yet scarcely had Old Master Zhao's words fallen than the Fire Wolf Gang disciple stirred, and once more clambered swaying to his feet. This time his movements were plainly much slower than before, and once upright he coughed up several great mouthfuls of blood—yet still he stood there without moving, his gaze vacant.