Chapter 2949 — The Cruel Zhao Qibing
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"Crack!"
With a sharp snap, Wei Zhao's right leg was kicked and broken by Zhao Qibing!
"You fucking bastard Wei Zhao, letting you hit my legs — felt good, did it? Well, now it's my turn! Go to hell!" With that, Zhao Qibing lifted his leg again and kicked at Wei Zhao's left leg!
"Crack!"
Another sharp snap, and Wei Zhao's left leg broke as well. With both legs broken, Wei Zhao collapsed onto the ground, yet he did not so much as grunt — he simply endured the pain of his shattered legs.
"Stomp! Stomp! Stomp, stomp, stomp!" Zhao Qibing had grown addicted to breaking legs; he leapt up in excitement, planted both feet on Wei Zhao's broken legs, and trampled back and forth across them, shouting in glee with every stomp as though he were playing a most amusing game.
Wei Zhao lay on the ground, his face expressionless. Today's events had taught him a lesson: that even the words of one's own underling must be treated with vigilance, for even one's own underlings might be kept in the dark!
Watching Zhao Qibing trample the man, Zhao Qilei felt his heart about to explode with fright, yet seeing that Wei Zhao did not cry out in pain, Zhao Qilei secretly admired him — he had never imagined that Wei Zhao could remain so staunch even without true qi to shield his body.
In truth, this little bit of pain was nothing much to Wei Zhao; he had hurt himself far worse with compressed true qi bombs, and he had endured that. His only regret was that he had not worn the mid-grade golden cicada undergarment here — after the trial, he had taken the golden cicada undergarment off and put it away.
Still, he reflected that even had he worn it, Master Zhao was already an expert of the early Heaven rank, and there was no way Wei Zhao could have left unscathed.
At this moment Zhao Qilei naturally could not show the slightest sympathy. Watching Zhao Qibing madly stomp on Wei Zhao, he too put on a look of utter excitement and brought his foot down on Wei Zhao's arm: "Wei Zhao, I've been sick of you for ages! What makes you fit to be my leader? What the hell are you? I'll stomp you to death!"
"Crack!"
Another sharp snap, and Wei Zhao's arm broke as well...
"Zhao Qilei, very good. I've finally seen through you." Wei Zhao's voice was freezing cold, chilling enough to make Zhao Qilei shiver involuntarily!
But Zhao Qilei did not believe that Wei Zhao could fail to see that he was only pretending; moreover, judging from Wei Zhao's earlier remark about "seeing through his act," Wei Zhao ought already to have understood that he wanted to save him.
"Is that so? Well, my apologies — it's already too late!" With that, Zhao Qilei stomped on Wei Zhao's other arm, producing another sharp "crack," and Wei Zhao's left arm broke too!
"Hmph." Wei Zhao gave a cold snort and said nothing more.
After stomping, Zhao Qilei stepped away. He was not like Zhao Qibing, who seemed to want to dance the zombie dance on Wei Zhao's legs, stomping the bones of his legs until they cracked and crunched and were about to be ground to bone dust!
"Finished stomping? Then I'll keep going!" Zhao Qibing clearly had not had his fill from stomping only Wei Zhao's legs; he ran over, took over from Zhao Qilei, and began a crushing trample on Wei Zhao's arms as well.
"What's the point? If you've got the guts, stomp him to death!" Zhao Qilei curled his lip and shot Zhao Qibing a look of utter contempt.
"Don't you provoke me — you think I don't dare?" Zhao Qibing was thoroughly annoyed at Zhao Qilei's challenge and answered with a cold snort.
"Then go ahead and stomp. Just make sure that when you're done, you announce to the world that you have nothing to do with our Hidden Zhao family. Then when Wei Zhao's ancient underling comes looking for revenge, I won't have to compete with you for the position of young heir anymore," Zhao Qilei said indifferently.