Chapter 2375 — Another Failed Martial Art
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 3
His wounds simply would not recover. He could only seize the gap while Wei Zhao was not attacking again to regulate the disordered true qi within his body〖body〗, so that he might muster his full strength for another head-on clash with Wei Zhao!
This way, Wei Zhao actually gained an advantage; otherwise, Wei Zhao might have had to waste another Heaven-Earth Net to envelop Piao Laoliu!
Then, while he could not move, Wei Zhao would go to the inner room of the private box to save Chen Xi! As for Piao Huotai, Wei Zhao had not taken him to heart at this moment. In Wei Zhao's view, Piao Huotai was probably just a cultivator with high defense. Whether he was an internal-school or external-school practitioner, Wei Zhao could not yet be certain, but he absolutely had no powerful offensive capability!
Otherwise, if he and Piao Laoliu had joined hands against him, even if his offensive strength was not very strong, it would have been enough to drag him down, and Piao Laoliu would not have ended up so miserably! But judging from the current situation, Piao Huotai had not made a move. It was likely that he was not unwilling to act, but truly unable to help!
This man possessed only the ability to protect himself, not the ability to attack.
"Frenzied Fire Heaven-Splitting Earth-Rending Claw, Fifth Form!" Once Wei Zhao had mostly recovered, he attacked again, continuing to clash head-on with Piao Laoliu. He was no stranger to this kind of head-on fighting; he had long mastered its rhythm and technique. Back then, the Earth-Rank man in black who had assassinated Xu Shilan, and the Third Master of the Red Conch, had both been ground to death by Wei Zhao in this very manner!
Of course, this method of grinding down a higher-rank opponent through low-rank head-on clashes could only be used by a special existence like Wei Zhao, who possessed the Xuanyuan Dragon-Subduing Art. Anyone else would probably have died long ago! But one had to admit that this method worked every time, because the enemy simply would never expect Wei Zhao to be able to recover himself—and to recover so quickly!
"Bang!" "Bang!"
With two more loud crashes, Piao Laoliu felt that his five viscera and six bowels had begun to shift out of place, and those that had not shifted had begun to bleed internally. His gaze toward Wei Zhao had grown somewhat blurry. He somewhat regretted having told Wei Zhao his nemesis martial art—but who could have imagined that Wei Zhao could steal and learn it?
Before today, Piao Laoliu had never dreamed that one could steal and learn a martial art without the mental cultivation methods and oral formulas. That could only be told as a joke—yet now, it truly existed!
Seeing Wei Zhao vomit a large mouthful of blood, Piao Laoliu felt secretly delighted! Sure enough, this brat's injuries should be more serious than his own; he had already vomited two mouthfuls of black blood in succession! His own five viscera and six bowels had already shifted out of place, so Wei Zhao could not be faring any better. Thus Piao Laoliu grew even more certain that he could finish Wei Zhao off!
Although he himself might also be gravely wounded, with his meridians all damaged and his cultivation strength crippled, if he could return alive to the Right Miao Sect, then Sect Master Kun would surely let him cultivate Piao Huotai's demonic art as well—because Piao Huotai's demonic art was a different method of cultivation, refining gu poison, which had nothing to do with normal cultivation. Even a cripple could cultivate it!
At this thought, a blazing light flashed through Piao Laoliu's eyes. Others did not know, but he did: if Piao Huotai's demonic art reached great perfection, one would truly be impervious to blade and spear, invulnerable to water and fire, no different from those who had mastered the Golden Bell Shield or the Iron Shirt to perfection—and moreover, it had no weak point!