Chapter 2519 — Martial Arts Have No Effect
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The two followed the crowd to where Zhong Yongliang had set up his ring. They saw Zhong Yongliang standing atop the platform in full majesty, looking out over the crowd with utter disdain—yet no one else stepped up. It seemed everyone knew that knocking Zhong Yongliang down was a near impossibility, so they all just watched from below, waiting to see whether some idiot would go up and get himself killed.
"Wei Zhao! Ha, Wei Zhao, you're back?" Zhong Yongliang spotted Wei Zhao, who had just arrived, at once in the crowd, and shouted excitedly, "Wei Zhao, since you're back, get up on the platform—don't be a cowardly turtle!"
Wei Zhao hadn't intended to step up immediately. For one thing, he didn't understand Zhong Yongliang's situation; for another, he didn't want to act rashly before figuring out Shen Yushu's and Gu Mengyao's intentions. But Zhong Yongliang had already shouted those words, and in full public view, if Wei Zhao shrank back, it would be handing Zhong Yongliang an excuse to press him further.
He would go to Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu and say, Wei Zhao doesn't even dare come up and compete with me—what right does he have to be your personal guard? That would put Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.
"Fine, since you've invited me, I'll come up and give it a try." Wei Zhao nodded, leaped up, and landed on the ring Zhong Yongliang had built. Actually, calling it a ring was a stretch—it was just the gymnastics platform on the athletic field.
"I'll just stand right here. Go ahead and hit me!" Zhong Yongliang looked at Wei Zhao with impunity, arms folded across his chest, the very picture of lofty superiority.
"Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm, Fifth Form!" Wei Zhao didn't go straight to his strongest move—that would waste too much physical stamina and true qi. He only needed the Fifth Form of the Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm to test whether Zhong Yongliang really was invincible below the Heaven Rank, and whether he could defend against a technique equivalent to the Eleventh Form of the Heaven Rank!
"Boom!" Wei Zhao's palm struck Zhong Yongliang's body. Though Zhong Yongliang was unharmed, the force of Wei Zhao's blow drove him back several steps before he barely managed to steady himself, staring at Wei Zhao with some astonishment!
"Not bad, you've got some skill—but to me, it's nothing much!" Zhong Yongliang hadn't expected Wei Zhao's move to be so powerful. After all, since coming down the mountain, Wei Zhao was the only one who had ever managed to shake him back a few steps! Everyone else simply couldn't touch him—basically all the force that came at him was canceled out by the golden cicada undershirt, and Zhong Yongliang himself felt nothing.
But Wei Zhao's single palm had forced him back several steps, which was enough to show how much stronger Wei Zhao was than the others! Still, Zhong Yongliang figured that his previous opponents had all been Mystic Rank and Yellow Rank, and only Wei Zhao was a Earth Rank expert—so it stood to reason he'd be a bit tougher. But even an Earth Rank expert hadn't done anything to him, had he?
Earlier he'd been too careless and overconfident, hadn't planted his feet firmly or adjusted his stance in time, and that was what made him retreat a few steps. Now he needed to focus!
Zhong Yongliang was astonished—but Wei Zhao was even more astonished. After all, Wei Zhao's earlier Fifth Form of the Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm was fully equivalent to the power of the Eleventh Form of Heaven Rank martial arts!