Chapter 2483 — The Vice President of the Trade Association
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Earlier, Wei Zhao had struck down an expert of the late Earth rank despite being outmatched in rank, and that could still be excused—one could explain it away by the exquisite refinement of his martial techniques. But now, apart from Han Xiaohu, not a single person present gave Wei Zhao any chance of winning.
What did "an expert at the peak of the late Earth rank" even mean? It meant a半步 Heaven rank—an expert half a step into the Heaven rank—and one whose Earth-rank martial techniques had been honed to the utmost, capable of unleashing the tenth form. Wei Zhao could manage only the sixth. The outcome of such a clash was only too easy to imagine.
And to most onlookers, though Wei Zhao stood there unmoving, the young guard had been battered into that state—could Wei Zhao really be completely unharmed? Even standing upright as he was, he must surely have taken no small internal injury; that was simply inevitable. The more he forced himself to endure, the worse the damage would become, for it was impossible that he had escaped injury altogether. He was an expert at the peak of the mid-Earth rank, not a Heaven-rank expert.
Never mind someone of Wei Zhao's level—even an expert at the peak of the late Earth rank, trading blows head-on with an ordinary late-Earth-rank expert, would come away gravely wounded. And Wei Zhao was not even at the peak of the late Earth rank.
Yet just as everyone was anticipating that Wei Zhao's flesh would be sent flying in the next moment, they were all disappointed. The elder guard was once again blasted backward under Wei Zhao's strike, slamming down right beside the young guard, tumbling head over heels and spewing blood wildly before his eyes rolled back and he fainted dead away—looking, if anything, even more wretched than the young guard before him.
"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo…"
Besides the two guards at the entrance of the **者 market, there were also quite a few staff members stationed there—not Earth-rank experts, but ordinary ** of the Yellow rank. When they saw both guards cut down by Wei Zhao, they were so terrified that they frantically sounded the emergency alarm, calling for the experts inside the market to come to their aid.
As for the others all around, the way they looked at Wei Zhao had turned to shock and dread. Instinctively they backed far away, not daring to stand too close to Wei Zhao, Han Xiaohu, and Yang Qiqi—partly for fear that Wei Zhao might vent his wrath on them, and partly for fear that when the people from the **者 Trade Association came out, they would be taken for Wei Zhao's accomplices.
"What do you think you're doing?" Wei Zhao's gaze swept to those few staff members as he asked coldly.
"I…" The expert at the peak of the late Yellow rank who had sounded the alarm turned deathly pale at Wei Zhao's question. He wanted to flee but did not dare—before an expert at the peak of the mid-Earth rank, what chance did he have of escaping? And this was, moreover, a freakish expert who could easily cut down experts at the peak of the late Earth rank. So he was instantly drenched in cold sweat, and only after a long while did he stammer out, "Senior… you're killing people here, so we could only notify the people inside the **者 market…"
"Oh, notifying them is fine too." Wei Zhao nodded. "This matter has to be settled sooner or later anyway."
"Thank you for understanding, Senior…" The expert at the peak of the late Yellow rank forced a smile of relief, looking at Wei Zhao with gratitude.
Wei Zhao did not leave either; he simply stood there with his hands clasped behind his back. Arrogant as those two guards were, Wei Zhao did not believe the bigwigs of the **者 Trade Association could be equally arrogant. Even if those two were their subordinates, and even if their conduct had been tacitly permitted, at the very least, in a public setting, they could not possibly endorse such open obstruction of **者 seeking entry to the market and the picking of quarrels to extort bribes.