Chapter 2443 — Looking Awfully Pale — If It Worked, Many Troubles Would Be Avoided; If Not, Wei Zhao Had No Choice but to Fight Head-On!
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Since these two men had been brought in by Right Panhu, Wei Zhao did not believe they would dare linger and fight here. Besides, such an obvious blockade on the highway would soon attract the attention of anyone with an eye for trouble.
Fortunately, Wei Zhao had bet correctly—and succeeded.
Given Wei Zhao's current level of strength, even with his physical stamina and true qi fully replenished, he could probably force out only three palms. A Heavenly Rank martial technique was still far too taxing for someone whose actual strength was merely at the Earthly Rank.
Although the fifth form, Crazy Fire Eight Trigrams Palm, was equivalent to the eleventh form of an ordinary martial technique, and could theoretically be considered a Heavenly Rank martial technique, that was entirely due to the effect of Crazy Fire Fist. Strictly speaking, the fifth form of Crazy Fire Fist, combined with the five additional forms gained from Five Elements Eight Trigrams Palm, still fell within the realm of Earthly Rank martial techniques. It was merely equivalent to the eleventh form, not actually the eleventh form.
Beginning with the sixth form of Crazy Fire Eight Trigrams Palm, however, it truly entered the realm of Heavenly Rank martial techniques. After forcing out the sixth form and then the seventh, Wei Zhao felt as though his entire body were on the verge of collapsing. They consumed far too much stamina.
The seventh form in particular, once successfully unleashed, seemed to drain every last trace of true qi from Wei Zhao's body. At that moment, he could only stand weakly by the bus door, supporting himself with one hand against it.
"Bye-bye, gentlemen robbers." Wei Zhao put on an air of complete indifference. "Driver, I chased them off. Get us moving. Don't worry about those two. They won't die."
The tall robber's life or death was uncertain, but Wei Zhao estimated there was an eighty percent chance he was already dead. However, with all his classmates on the bus, Wei Zhao could hardly announce in front of them that he had killed a robber. That would have been rather too terrifying. It was also why he had not gotten off the bus to pursue the four robbers from earlier.
"Oh... all right!" Seeing that Wei Zhao had dealt with two robbers all by himself, the driver finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly backed up, turned the bus around the heavy truck ahead, and sped away.
Once Wei Zhao put it that way, none of the classmates on the bus gave the matter much thought. They merely felt that Wei Zhao was remarkably skilled. The possibility that someone had died never even entered their minds.
Of course, aside from White Leader, Han Jingyi, Right Panhu, and Right Panhu's two subordinates, no one on the bus knew how dangerous and terrifying the two robbers Wei Zhao had faced truly were.
In the eyes of the driver and the other students, these two robbers were worlds apart from the four earlier ones. They had come barehanded, without pistols or daggers, and had not even brought clubs. How could they possibly expect to rob anyone?
It was perfectly normal for Wei Zhao to knock them off the bus through the door. There was nothing remarkable about it; Wei Zhao was simply a little more skilled than most.
White Leader was no longer a cultivator, but the name of the technique Wei Zhao had shouted when he struck, together with the short robber's words, had made him understand just how formidable that attack had been.
The thirteenth form of a Heavenly Rank martial technique had failed to kill that short robber. What level of cultivator did that make him? He had to be at least a Heavenly Rank cultivator.
The realization startled White Leader, and he secretly counted himself lucky. If Wei Zhao had not acted, the students on the bus would have been in danger. Naturally, White Leader had no way of guessing that the two men belonged to the Hidden Right Family.