Chapter 2222 — Come and Take It Yourself
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The instant the Eighth Protector made his move, Wei Zhao moved too—a true qi bomb in his left hand, the fourth form of the Frenzied Fire Fist in his right—and lashed out with both at once!
"Frenzied Fire Fist, fourth form! Vacuum Wave Fist! Go die!" In that single instant, Wei Zhao erupted.
All that idle talk with Tagan Long had been Wei Zhao gathering his true qi bomb. This Eighth Protector before him was a skilled man of the mid Earth rank, the same grade as himself—killing him in a single blow would not be easy at all.
But killed in a single blow he had to be. Wei Zhao could not afford a drawn-out fight; once it dragged on, it would go badly for him and for Sun Jingyan alike.
Because over there stood the Fifth Protector, whose strength had reached the very peak of the late Earth rank—and even if this young master Tagan Long was a worthless fool, he was still of the early Earth rank.
Wei Zhao had to wipe one of them out and clear away a hidden threat. The fourth form of the Frenzied Fire Fist could not, with one strike, slay a fighter of his own rank; but Wei Zhao meant to pair it with the true qi bomb. The compressed time in the bomb was not long and its effect was not great, yet he was making the Frenzied Fire Fist the main assault and the true qi bomb the supplement, aimed at the Eighth Protector.
Scalding flame-true-qi burst from Wei Zhao's right fist, forming a vast wall of heat that in an instant bore down on the Eighth Protector's chest!
"Boom!"
With a thunderous roar, the Eighth Protector, utterly unprepared, was blasted away by the fourth form of Wei Zhao's Frenzied Fire Fist! His eyes were filled with disbelief—how could a fighter of the mid Yellow rank possibly use a martial technique? And the fourth form at that?
No... this was not the fourth form. This was the fifth!
"You... you..." The Eighth Protector's mouth fell open. He wanted to say something.
"You can go die now!" Wei Zhao gave him no chance to speak. Before the Eighth Protector could make his next move, the true qi bomb in Wei Zhao's left hand came crashing after him!
Strike a man while he is down. If Wei Zhao did not finish the Eighth Protector here and now, leaving him alive would be a great calamity and a lurking danger—he had to be eliminated first.
"Bang!"
Another heaven-shaking blast. The Eighth Protector watched helplessly as a gaping hole was blown clean through his own chest; he died with his eyes wide open. In death he finally understood one truth—that Wei Zhao was not of the mid Yellow rank. But by then he could no longer speak.
Having killed the Eighth Protector in a single blow, Wei Zhao returned to Sun Jingyan's side. He greatly feared that while he dealt with the Eighth Protector, Tagan Long might do her harm.
But Tagan Long plainly had not. Wei Zhao guessed that, nine times out of ten, Tagan Long still dreamed of finishing him off and carrying Sun Jingyan away—and so would not harm her now.
Earlier Wei Zhao had considered two plans of battle. One was to catch the ringleader first, seizing Tagan Long as a hostage; but that was far too risky. If he controlled Tagan Long, he could not keep Sun Jingyan safe—the Eighth Protector and the Fifth Protector, even Lazi, might take her hostage and use her to bind Wei Zhao's hands in turn!
So in the end Wei Zhao chose to kill the Eighth Protector first and then find a way to deal with the Fifth Protector. As for Sun Jingyan—if Tagan Long had designs on her, he could not possibly let her come to grief now; at most he would hold her under control and try to drag her back with him, but he would certainly not harm her yet.
Clearly, Wei Zhao's reasoning had been right.
In a flash he was back at Sun Jingyan's side, and he looked coldly upon Tagan Long. "A man should not be too greedy! All this could have passed peacefully—yet you had to stir up trouble!"