Chapter 2837 — Finding the Weakness
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So it was: the mid-grade Golden Cicada Undergarment he wore dissolved the force completely! It seemed Little Shu's words had proven true once again. Prophecy Shu truly was farsighted—before Wei Zhao set out, she had packed the mid-grade Golden Cicada Undergarment for him, and who would have thought it would prove decisive!
Now that he knew the force rebounding from Zhong Yongliang had no effect on him, Wei Zhao's heart eased. A cold smile flickered at the corner of his mouth, and he once again unleashed the Seventh Form of the Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm!
"Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm—Seventh Form—Seventh Form!" Wei Zhao unleashed the Seventh Form of the Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm twice in succession. Counting the earlier strike, that made three in all. Wei Zhao's Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm was just barely enough to finish off an early-stage Heaven Rank expert; he had once used this very move to kill Zhuge Junshi, an early-stage Heaven Rank expert from the Red Conch. So Wei Zhao simply did not unleash the Eighth Form. The Eighth Form could only be used once before Wei Zhao's strength was exhausted, whereas the Seventh Form could be unleashed three times in a row before he ran dry.
That way, the attacks stacked onto Zhang Nai Pao amounted to sixty percent of a normal Seventh Form of the Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm. Zhang Nai Pao would absolutely be gravely wounded!
Sure enough, an incredible light flashed in Zhang Nai Pao's eyes. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft" and crashed heavily to the ground, both hands clutching his chest, unable to speak! He had never imagined that Wei Zhao could unleash his martial technique three times in a row—and from the look of it, Wei Zhao seemed perfectly fine, suffering no rebound damage whatsoever, while he himself was badly hurt. It was not fatal, but it was serious enough.
This was the limit of how many times Wei Zhao could unleash his martial technique. He felt a pang of regret and sighed, but he could not use another move, not even the Sixth Form.
"Feng Shihua, Li Ciba, the two of you join forces and finish off Zhang Nai Pao!" A killing intent flickered in Wei Zhao's eyes. Zhang Nai Pao was simply too powerful—so powerful that Wei Zhao had come to fear him. Back during the trial in the Ice Palace, the trial's rules had forbidden killing, so he had spared Zhang Nai Pao's life.
But in this Xuandan Sect trial, no such rule existed. So Wei Zhao meant to root out the problem entirely and rid himself of Zhang Nai Pao, this hidden threat. Better than letting the man go back and learn some other bizarre divine art—then dealing with him would be truly difficult.
"Ah..." Feng Shihua and Li Ciba both froze. They had been watching with their blood racing, ready to cheer for Wei Zhao, because Wei Zhao seemed completely unharmed and had beaten Zhang Nai Pao until he spat blood. As far as they were concerned, Wei Zhao finishing Zhang Nai Pao was a foregone conclusion.
But then Wei Zhao suddenly ordered the two of them to join forces and kill Zhang Nai Pao, which left them both puzzled. Why wouldn't Wei Zhao do it himself? He had the upper hand—there was no need at all for them to step in and help!