Chapter 4869 — Wei Zhao Elected
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"Bao Zuoliang? Ha—Bao your mother's head!" Lu Xiaozhong's single sentence set the whole atmosphere off like a powder keg. Everyone was taken aback; the only person who would dare curse Bao Zuoliang to his face was probably this single-minded fool.
"What did you say, Lu Xiaozhong?!" Bao Zuoliang's face darkened at once, and he fixed Lu Xiaozhong with an unfriendly stare, while he and Su Kesheng flanked him from left and right.
"I said bao your mother's head—what about it? Couldn't hear me clear, want me to say it a third time?" Lu Xiaozhong was not the least bit afraid of this posturing. He and Bao Zuoliang had clashed more times than he could count and he was long since used to it; besides, this time he had come squarely for Bao Zuoliang.
"You're asking for death!" Bao Zuoliang gnashed his teeth in fury and, beside himself with rage, was about to strike on the spot, while Su Kesheng likewise put on a hostile face and sealed off Lu Xiaozhong's retreat.
"Is that so? I've been waiting for you two to make a move—perfect chance to settle the score from last time. Come on!" Lu Xiaozhong, with nothing to fear, dropped into a fighting stance. "Back when I was only at the peak of late Nascent Soul I never feared you lot, and now that I've reached Nascent Soul Great Perfection, why in hell should I fear you!"
Bao Zuoliang was instantly struck dumb. He exchanged a glance with Su Kesheng and had no choice but to awkwardly stand down, only now recalling that after taking the Nurturing Essence Pill, Lu Xiaozhong too had become a Nascent Soul Great Perfection expert—otherwise he would never have been here!
In the past he could still use his cultivation advantage to keep Lu Xiaozhong down, but now that advantage had vanished entirely. And this Lu Xiaozhong fought like a madman with no regard for his own life; even back when the man was only at the peak of late Nascent Soul, he had been merely half a step weaker, and Bao Zuoliang had needed Su Kesheng's help to fully suppress him. Now that Lu Xiaozhong had become a Nascent Soul Great Perfection expert, even the two of them together might not win...
Watching Lu Xiaozhong suddenly leap out to stir up trouble, Wei Zhao could not help but be taken aback. Like father, like son—he was exactly the same breed as his old man, Lu Dachang!
Still, come to think of it, this disruption was a good thing!
Otherwise, if no one had stepped forward to compete and the matter dragged on, the position of captain would ultimately have fallen to Bao Zuoliang. And once this fellow, with his ulterior motives, insisted on separating Wei Zhao from Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao, then if Wei Zhao had to oppose him head-on, it might truly have caused some trouble.
Of course, Wei Zhao was not afraid of trouble; a mere Bao Zuoliang was not worth taking seriously. But this road to the top had academy higher-ups presiding over it after all, and unless absolutely necessary, Wei Zhao did not want to rashly make a move and stir up a mess. He had come here to push toward the Xuan Ascension, not to waste breath bickering with an idiot.
Wei Zhao was quietly amused when Lu Xiaozhong suddenly shifted tack: "A Bao Wuliang who does nothing but lift women's skirts wants to be captain? Don't make me laugh. As I see it, there's only one person here truly qualified to be captain—and that's Master Lin!"
"Huh?" Everyone was stunned, and all eyes instantly converged on Wei Zhao.
So I'm involved in this too? Wei Zhao was caught off guard for a moment. He was no Morning Star Academy disciple, merely an outsider who had tagged along to snag a trial slot, and had never once thought of leading anyone.
"Bullshit! He's not even from our academy—what right does he have to be our captain?" Bao Zuoliang stamped his feet in protest.