Chapter 2839 — The Bizarre Illusion
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Having decided this, Zhang Naipao did not cycle the mental method and oral formulas of the Thorn Divine Art; instead, he cycled those of the Infernal Yin Demon Fist. Seeing Wei Zhao closing in, he threw a punch and bellowed, "Infernal Yin Demon Fist!"
"Boom!" At that same moment, Wei Zhao's Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm slammed into Demon Eight, who stood not far from Zhang Naipao's side, entirely off his guard!
"You... pff..." Demon Eight stared at Wei Zhao in horror and unwillingness. He had never imagined that Wei Zhao, who was clearly attacking Zhang Naipao, would suddenly switch targets and go for him, Demon Eight. But by the time he realized this, it was far too late. Demon Eight watched helplessly as Wei Zhao's palm print landed on his chest; his breastbone caved inward, and a searing agony surged from his chest through his whole body. With a pained groan, Demon Eight was sent flying backward by the force of Wei Zhao's blow...
Unwilling as he was, he could do nothing about it. He wanted to curse Wei Zhao for his cunning, for refusing to play by the rules—yet suddenly he recalled that the very first time they had met Wei Zhao, in the inn's dining hall, hadn't Demon Nine been crippled in exactly this way?
But by the time Demon Eight grasped this, it was too late. He felt death's approach and knew that this time there was no escaping it.
Yet what thrilled Demon Eight beyond measure was that, in his dying moments, he witnessed Zhang Naipao unleash his ultimate move on Wei Zhao—the Infernal Yin Demon Fist! Even though he was dying, he was comforted: Brother Pao had avenged him!
Demon Eight landed heavily on the ground, closed his eyes, and passed away in peace...
A shaft of true qi shot from Zhang Naipao's fist, hurtling straight toward Wei Zhao's head!
Wei Zhao was alarmed on the instant, abruptly recalling what Feng Shihua had told him about Zhang Naipao's ultimate move, the Infernal Yin Demon Fist! Even Dongfang Bushu, a master at the late Heaven Rank's peak, had fallen prey to it. Wei Zhao was merely a late Earth Rank master; there was no way he could withstand this move!
But by the time Wei Zhao reacted, it was too late. He was in the midst of unleashing the eighth stance of the Frenzied Fire Eight Trigrams Palm against Demon Eight, and at that very moment the true qi shot from Zhang Naipao's fist sank into Wei Zhao's skull...
In an instant, Wei Zhao felt his head swim, and then he found himself standing in a strange world...
The scene around Wei Zhao changed abruptly, becoming something he found vaguely familiar—this place was actually X Island, where he had lived as a child with his master!
"Brother Ah Yi, it's terrible—Daddy's dead!"
Just as Wei Zhao stood dazed, unable to understand why he had suddenly returned to the X Island of his childhood training, a familiar, tear-choked, childish voice reached him. Wei Zhao looked up and found it was his teammate, his master's daughter, Yang Xiaoxiao!
"What? Master is dead?" Wei Zhao was startled and turned to Yang Xiaoxiao in bewilderment. Unawares, Wei Zhao seemed to have slipped into the role, as though he had returned to those years of training on X Island...
"Yes, Daddy's dead... Little Nine killed Daddy!" Yang Xiaoxiao said.
"What? Little Seven, you're saying Little Nine killed Master?" Wei Zhao's eyes went wide, and he stared at Yang Xiaoxiao in disbelief, full of shock and denial. Little Seven was Yang Xiaoxiao's code name within the squad.
"Yes, yes—but I've already killed Little Nine and avenged Daddy!" Yang Xiaoxiao said in her grief. "To think Little Nine was that kind of person..."
"What?! Little Nine... is dead too?" Wei Zhao felt that, all at once, this matter carried far too much information for him to take in, and his head threatened to split with pain! For this whole chain of events had gone beyond what he could bear!