Chapter 4087 — Scared to Their Knees on the Spot
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Boom! The man had no chance to react at all. His wild laughter cut off mid-sound, his head blown to bits, leaving only a headless corpse to crumple slowly to the ground—and to the very end he never understood how he had died at the hands of a bumpkin like this.
Sss! This sudden turn left everyone present gasping and drawing in cold breath, and every gaze fixed on Wei Zhao was seized with utter horror.
Huang Xiaotao and Cong Zhima were struck dumb with fright. They had always taken Wei Zhao for the weakest of them, had made him carry their spirit medicines and do the heavy labor, and had even prided themselves on treating him with great kindness. Thinking back on it now, their faces burned with shame—they had been so ridiculous they wanted to sink into the ground.
A full-fledged late-stage Foundation Establishment expert, and Wei Zhao had killed him with a single casual punch, without even a shred of resistance. What terrifying, monstrous strength was this!
"You... are you a senior of the Golden Core stage?" The other underling Su Zhaohu had brought, witnessing this brutal scene, was so frightened he nearly wet himself on the spot and asked, stammering.
Su Zhaohu too had gone deathly pale. The plan had been flawless; the Everlasting Golden Core Fruit was all but in his hands. Who could have foreseen that he would suddenly kick an iron plate and have a devil incarnate like this Cheng Yaojin appear out of nowhere?
Though terror gripped his heart, he looked unwillingly at the Everlasting Golden Core Fruit clutched in his hand, and his face twisted savagely as he roared, "No! He can't be! At most he's at the peak of late-stage Foundation Establishment—at most! All of us together, there's no way we can't kill him!"
As his words fell, Su Zhaohu steeled himself and charged into the fray, and the underling who had nearly wet himself, seeing this, dared not lag behind; with the Everlasting Golden Core Fruit already in hand, there was no reasoning in handing it over now, and with a great roar he charged at Wei Zhao alongside him.
"Careful..." Huang Xiaotao and Cong Zhima hastily warned. The shock of that bloody scene had not yet fully settled, and deep down they felt that however strong Wei Zhao might be, he would still struggle to be a match for Su Zhaohu and his man together.
Yet before their words had even landed, Wei Zhao stood his ground without dodging or evading, and with a calm expression raised his hand in a Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm. With a resounding bang, Su Zhaohu's underling was sent flying through the air, smashing through several large trees in succession.
By the time he finally crashed to the ground, his whole body was riddled with craters and pits—never mind staying alive, his corpse had been battered beyond all human shape.
Watching Wei Zhao's intimidating gaze begin to turn on him, Su Zhaohu was so terrified his scalp nearly burst. With an inhuman shriek, he scrambled and tumbled to halt his forward charge, and with a thud, he dropped to his knees on the spot.