Chapter 2875 — Trying to Steal the Technique
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But Zhang Naipao's self-castration and his painstaking, diligent cultivation should have been enough to make up for that small flaw—yet, to his surprise, it still wasn't enough. Was this what people meant by "one step ahead means a step ahead at every turn"?
And yet that didn't add up either. Mo Ba and Mo Jiu were both at the middle Heaven Stage, and they still couldn't beat Wei Zhao—what kind of logic was that? Besides, he himself was at the early Heaven Stage and had also leveled up faster than Wei Zhao, so why was he still no match for him?
Could this be what they called lacking in natural aptitude? A bitter frustration welled up in Zhang Naipao.
"I told you—save her, and I'll let you off this time," Wei Zhao said. "Don't save her, and I can keep hitting you with the Hellfire Frenzy Fist until you go mad and stay here forever."
"I have the Thorn Divine Art..." Zhang Naipao said, somewhat unwilling to yield. Though in his heart he had already accepted the fact that he was inferior to Wei Zhao, making him submit so easily right now was still not that simple...
"The Thorn Divine Art? You'd still have to bear twenty percent of the damage yourself, and twenty percent of the Hellfire Frenzy Fist is enough to drive you mad. As for the two hundred and forty percent reflected back, I can awaken myself—it has no effect on me." Wei Zhao shrugged. "Besides, don't I still have the mid-grade Golden Cicada Undergarment for defense?"
"..." Zhang Naipao was speechless. Indeed, even his prized Thorn Divine Art had been effortlessly neutralized by Wei Zhao. Even without the mid-grade Golden Cicada Undergarment, he would still be no match for Wei Zhao!
Even if Wei Zhao had also become a Heaven Stage expert and was no longer bound by the limitations of the mid-grade Golden Cicada Undergarment, with a single Hellfire Frenzy Fist, would he still be unable to match him...
"Ah, if it weren't for Brother Liang, I would rather die here today than submit. But I cannot die—I still have to keep striving for Brother Liang, I must repay Brother Liang's kindness!" Zhang Naipao shook his head. "Fine, I agree!"
"You're certainly loyal enough—it's just that the master you follow has a bit of a problem." Wei Zhao shook his head.
"Brother Liang treats me very well, Wei Zhao, you don't need to sow discord!" Zhang Naipao retorted. "Enough of this useless talk—you'll never turn me against him. If you've got the ability, go turn Brother Liang instead. If he stops targeting you, then I definitely won't target you either—but that's impossible. Brother Liang hates you to the bone!"
"Forget it. Absorb the Five Baleful Qi." Wei Zhao wasn't going to waste more words on Zhang Naipao. The man was stubborn and single-minded; there was nothing Wei Zhao could do about it.
Zhang Naipao nodded and said nothing more. He glanced at Yang Qiqi, then reached out and pressed his fingers to the pulse gate at her wrist, preparing to circulate the mental cultivation formula and absorb the Five Baleful Qi from her body.
"Wait a moment!" Wei Zhao suddenly spoke up to stop him.
"What is it?" Zhang Naipao was slightly taken aback. "Why should I wait?"
"I need to look closely and see whether you might harm her!" With that, Wei Zhao bent down and scrutinized the hand Zhang Naipao had pressed to Yang Qiqi's pulse gate.
"I think you're trying to steal the technique, aren't you?" Zhang Naipao wasn't stupid either. He immediately thought of how Wei Zhao had earlier triggered the Hellfire Frenzy Fist, and so at this moment he guessed Wei Zhao's intention.
"As if you could learn a mental cultivation method just by watching it once?" Wei Zhao, caught out by Zhang Naipao, nevertheless answered casually, as if it were no such thing at all.
"Others couldn't, but with you, who knows—otherwise, how do you know my Hell Yin Demon Fist?" Zhang Naipao clearly didn't believe a word Wei Zhao said.