Chapter 1748 — No Choice
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But Right Thirteen seemed to have no intention of wasting words on Wei Zhao. He turned a deaf ear to the question; with a flick of his wrist, he seemed to be circulating his inner-energy technique, preparing to unleash a martial skill!
"You... where are you from?" Wei Zhao frowned. In the past, when he faced experts of this caliber, they were usually haughty—if Wei Zhao spoke to them, they would always answer a few words to show off how formidable they were. But this man before him had thrown all his calculations off.
He would not waste words, and Wei Zhao had no time at all to condense his true-qi bomb!
In truth, on any ordinary day, Right Thirteen would naturally have put on airs and tossed a few contemptuous remarks at Wei Zhao—after all, experts who had reached his level were rare, and when meeting an opponent, it was only natural to dress him down a few times to satisfy one's own ego.
But the crux of the matter was that Right Thirteen had come this time under orders. Right Zhentian had sternly commanded him to say as little as possible, lest in talking too much he give away the identity of the Right family. With Right Zhentian's order standing before him, how would Right Thirteen dare speak freely with Wei Zhao?
And if he could not speak, then he could hardly stand here staring at Wei Zhao, could he? That left only one option—get straight to fighting!
Right Thirteen's manner sent cold sweat pouring down Wei Zhao's back. All along, Wei Zhao had been rather conceited; even facing experts one or two tiers above him, he never showed weakness, because he held a trump card—the true-qi bomb, a trump card that could wound enemies above his level!
But now Wei Zhao realized just how weak he truly was when that trump card could not be used! The other man's martial skills were clearly honed to perfection, while his own were only half-baked...
While Wei Zhao was still turning this over, Right Thirteen had already unleashed his martial skill! Both palms spread left and right, and as his true qi circulated, one could faintly see his hands wreathed in a pale blue mist!
This was surely not the true qi's natural color but an effect conjured by the martial skill! As the pale blue mist burst forth, Right Thirteen's whole body leapt up like a spring, becoming a blurred afterimage that pounced at Wei Zhao with the force of a thunderbolt!
"Earth-rank martial skill—Thunderstorm Tempest Palms!" With that roar, Right Thirteen's figure was already upon him!
Cold sweat instantly streamed down Wei Zhao's forehead. The sheer force of Right Thirteen left him gasping for air—this was a true Earth-rank martial skill! When he had faced Blue Hair before, that creature had also been an early-stage Earth-rank expert, but it had probably only just begun to touch martial skills like Wei Zhao himself, and so before it could unleash anything, Wei Zhao had beaten it into idiocy. This man was different—this was a genuine, bona fide mid-stage Earth-rank expert!
His cultivation was inferior to Right Thirteen's, but in his present straits Wei Zhao had nowhere to dodge. Only by employing agile qinggong to flee was there a sliver of hope; there was no other choice! But could Wei Zhao run now?