Chapter 4665 — The Veiled Beauty
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"Can I? Hahahaha, Wei Zhao, you really are something—that's the funniest joke I've heard in my whole life. Maybe you should just switch careers and become a comedian!" Kang Jingming doubled over with laughter, nearly rolling on the ground.
"What? Is it that funny?" Wei Zhao gave him an amused glance, the corner of his mouth quirking upward. "Instead of laughing at me, you'd better find a mirror and take a look at yourself. What on earth are you wearing? Planning to switch careers and play Ultraman?"
"Hmph, if I'm Ultraman, then who's the monster? Care to give it a try, classmate Wei Zhao?" Kang Jingming snorted coldly, then fixed Wei Zhao with a malicious stare. "Heh heh, let me say this upfront: once we're inside, you'd best not provoke me. For the sake of us both being disciples of the Threefold Pavilion of North Island, I don't want to earn a reputation for slaughtering my own fellow disciples. But if you go asking for trouble yourself—heh heh..."
Having finally gotten his hands on such formidable top-tier weapons as the intelligent armor and the laser cannon, Kang Jingming genuinely harbored the desire to finish Wei Zhao off. After all, an opportunity like this was rare and precious. Yet at the thought of his superiors' orders, he had no choice but to let it go.
Having witnessed firsthand just how terrifying the Center was, he would not dare defy the will of the mysterious figure even with ten thousand times the courage. However formidable the weapons in his hands, Kang Jingming absolutely would not dare—the weapons were given by them, after all. If he truly entertained such a notion, they would not even need to lift a finger; they could very likely just detonate him by remote control, and he would die without ever knowing how.
But then again, although the mysterious figure had warned them not to provoke Wei Zhao, both Xu Lingchong and Kang Jingming understood this as no more than the higher-ups not yet wanting Wei Zhao dead for the time being. Their current task was to prevent Wei Zhao from becoming Ning Xuefei's husband, so targeting him during the trial was only natural.
Since they could not kill him, there was surely no problem with crippling him, was there? They had already swallowed so many silent losses at Wei Zhao's hands. This time, one way or another, they had to collect some interest.
Listening to this sharp exchange between Wei Zhao and Kang Jingming, the bystanders could tell the atmosphere was tense, but they truly could not make sense of it. Every one of them wore a look of utter bewilderment.
These two were spouting vocabulary exclusive to the mundane world. For these natives of Cloud Tier Island to understand it would have been a true ghost sighting. They had not the faintest idea what was being said—mobile phone? Ultraman? What on earth were these things?!
Watching Kang Jingming's smug expression, Wei Zhao could not help but curve his lips into an amused arc. The intelligent armor and the laser cannon were indeed not to be underestimated—especially the latter, a veritable engine of destruction made for backstabbing. But for this creature to think it could deal with him this way was far too naive, was it not?
Did he really think high-level cultivators were all idle wastrels? Even an ordinary expert at the Nascent Soul stage was already terrifying; whether a laser cannon could kill one was still an open question. Never mind an existence like Wei Zhao, who far surpassed ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.
By the looks of it, this Kang Jingming really had learned nothing at all. All those losses he had suffered before had clearly gone in one ear and out the other—a rare specimen indeed.
Wei Zhao smiled faintly, too lazy to waste more breath on Kang Jingming. He would rather spend the time saying a few more words to Han Jingyi and Shangguan Lan'er; he was not in the habit of wasting saliva on a fool.