Chapter 2139 — A Countermeasure
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After all, at any other time Gu Mengyao, Shen Yushu and the others could run, but Han Xiaohu could not; he had to stay on the arena floor. The moment he stepped outside its bounds, it would count as a voluntary surrender, and to keep Han Xiaohu from being struck out of the ring, Wei Zhao had no choice but to shield him again and again.
"How is it, Wei Zhao? Trading blows with the spirit wolf doesn't feel too good, does it?" Woking Dao saw Wei Zhao cough up blood once more and laughed heartily. "This spirit wolf of mine has muscles of bronze and bones of iron—it ranks among the very best of all attack-type spirit beasts, and it doesn't yield even against a Heaven-rank early-stage expert! Wahaha, Wei Zhao, if you still won't concede, then wait to die!"
Nor could Woking Dao be blamed for such arrogance. Few among the younger generation of Qianshan Sect could forge a pact with a combat spirit beast like his, and his beast stood at the very peak of the peak—so naturally his confidence in battle was absolute.
Besides, word of Wei Zhao had been built up to mythic heights, tales of just how formidable he was. Yet here on the arena he turned out to have nothing to do but take a beating—how could Woking Dao's confidence not swell?
Wei Zhao frowned and said nothing. Inwardly he weighed the worth of this fight, and his eyes flicked toward the clan elders and sect masters below the stage. Seeing the gloating in their eyes, Wei Zhao knew: if he conceded now, the wariness those old men had built toward him over the past few matches would vanish in an instant.
So Wei Zhao gritted his teeth and resolved to hold on no matter what—and truly, if it came to the point where nothing could be done, then he would concede.
"It doesn't matter. We'll see whether your spirit wolf dies first or I do..." Taking advantage of the moment Woking Dao was boasting, Wei Zhao accelerated the circulation of his mental cultivation mantra, mending the injuries within his〖Body〗.
"Spirit wolf, this time you feint at Wei Zhao, but strike Han Xiaohu in truth. I, meanwhile, will attack Wei Zhao!" Woking Dao pondered a moment, deciding to change tactics—but he spoke in a tongue only the spirit wolf could understand, which Wei Zhao naturally did not.
What Woking Dao envisioned this time was: if Wei Zhao still took his fist on his back, Wei Zhao would have to stand his ground to block it. But the spirit wolf would be attacking Han Xiaohu, and in that case it would be impossible for Wei Zhao to face the spirit wolf head-on again!
After all, the spirit wolf's target this time was not Wei Zhao but Han Xiaohu. It could not possibly charge at Wei Zhao!
Though Wei Zhao could not understand Woking Dao's words, once Woking Dao threw his punch, Wei Zhao directly sensed a difference in the warning signal from his jade pendant. His heart gave a faint chill—was Woking Dao striking at him this time?
And looking again at the spirit wolf, it was indeed lunging at Han Xiaohu! So Wei Zhao decided on the instant, spun around, and planted himself behind Han Xiaohu, letting the spirit wolf pounce straight at him.
Seeing Wei Zhao suddenly turn, Woking Dao was briefly taken aback, but his fist did not stop! He was no spirit wolf, and his thinking was naturally not as rigid as the beast's. Seeing Wei Zhao move to block the spirit wolf, Woking Dao immediately switched targets and struck straight at Han Xiaohu!
Wei Zhao saw this too. He shoved Han Xiaohu clear with one hand, then met Woking Dao with the first stance of the Frenzied Fire Fist!
Woking Dao had already committed his move; changing targets again was hardly possible. He met the first stance of the Frenzied Fire Fist head-on, force against force!
"Pff—" Woking Dao's physique was nowhere near as formidable as the spirit wolf's. The first stance of the Frenzied Fire Fist alone was enough to make him cough up blood! His fighting relied chiefly on man-and-beast coordination. On his own, he was far weaker.