Chapter 4900 — How Dare You Step on Me
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"Mm, they say Ni Caiyue's beauty actually surpasses even her senior sister's. It's just that she's hardly ever appeared in public since childhood, so no outsider ever took notice of her—until she escorted her senior sister to the farewell banquet in the Profound Rank Sea Region, where someone caught sight of her by chance. Since then she's been hailed as a peerless beauty; even a casual portrait of her fetches a handsome price." Wang Xinyan smiled.
As the group was murmuring among themselves, over on that side the unconscious Chang Laiting, who had been trampled and kicked for no reason at all, suddenly gave a faint groan and came to. Though he had taken a heavy drubbing at Wei Zhao's hands, his injuries were not fatal; he leapt up at once in a towering rage.
"You vile wretch, you dare step on me? I'll kill you!" Chang Laiting snatched up the black sword lying on the ground a short distance away and, mad with fury, chased after Ni Caiyue, slashing wildly at her.
Ni Caiyue went pale with fright on the spot; screaming, she turned and ran. She was, after all, a capable practitioner of the early Mystic Ascension stage—even if her strength fell short of Chang Laiting's, on an ordinary day she could at least have fled for a good while on her movement arts.
Yet what left Wei Zhao and the others speechless was this: the girl had barely run a few steps before panic robbed her of even her movement arts, and she tripped over her own feet. With a shriek she tumbled into the grass, and in the blink of an eye Chang Laiting was right behind her.
As they watched Chang Laiting raise his sword to strike Ni Caiyue, everyone's hearts leapt into their throats. This fellow truly had no tenderness for beauty at all—was he really going to cut down a woman of such stunning looks just like that?
At that very moment Wei Zhao's figure flickered, and from a distance of several dozen zhang he appeared in an instant before Chang Laiting.
Chang Laiting nearly jumped out of his skin. He had glimpsed Wei Zhao's position just moments ago—the man had plainly been far away, so how had he arrived before him in the blink of an eye? Even the fastest speed could not reach such a degree, could it? Did this creature know some kind of teleportation?
Chang Laiting retreated several steps in fright. The Savage Molten Mist-Shadow Fist had already left him dazed, and to tell the truth, he was genuinely somewhat afraid of this Northern Island brat now!
"What are you doing? This is my family matter—you want to stick your nose into this too? Aren't you reaching a bit too far?" Chang Laiting pointedly said nothing of his earlier attempt to kill Wei Zhao, putting on instead the indignant air of an outsider who should mind his own business.
This fellow really was a piece of work! Wei Zhao was amused at once. He shrugged carelessly and said, "I've no interest in your damned family affairs. It's just that you've whetted my appetite for a fight, and I've only just warmed up and haven't had my fill. Let's continue!"
Ai! Hearing this, Chang Laiting wished he could slap himself twice on the spot. Had he known, would he have been so idle as to provoke this creature? Wasn't he just asking to be tortured?
Watching Wei Zhao slowly settle into his stance, Chang Laiting was so cowed he even felt like turning and fleeing. But he was, after all, one of the Four Young Masters of the Nascent Soul stage—a figure of great renown among all the academy disciples of the East Continent's Yellow Rank Sea Region. How could he slink away in defeat before a mere Northern Island disciple?
Once word of this got out, he would never be able to show his face in the East Continent again. Those lofty Profound Rank academies would never accept a coward like him; the greater his fame had been before, the harder he would fall.