Chapter 3712 — Striking in the Dark
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Yet he had barely gotten the curse out before Meng Zhou's flicker of dissatisfaction was promptly cowed back by Xu Lingchong's stern glare. He had not known of Xu Lingchong's arrangements beforehand, but if he still failed to grasp the situation after living through it himself, then he would truly be a fool beyond saving.
Only when he saw that Meng Zhou had finally recognized the crux of the matter did Xu Lingchong breathe a sigh of relief. Tasking the Law Enforcement Hall's experts with targeting Wei Zhao in secret was something that absolutely could not see the light of day; if Meng Zhou spilled that bit of trickery in front of everyone, the trouble would be enormous.
Fortunately, though the man was foolish, he was not so foolish as to blurt out everything. At most, his outburst of cursing had left the others baffled; no one would guess at the truth of what was happening on the platform.
But Poor Senior Brother, Xiao Che, Qiao Hongcai and the others had caught the undertone. There was definitely something loaded in what Meng Zhou had just said.
Though they had no idea what had actually happened to Meng Zhou up there, when they looked back at the platform, their eyes could not help filling with worry.
After all, these Law Enforcement Hall elders were all acquaintances of Xu Lingchong. Even if they were deliberately targeting someone, their chief mark would inevitably be Wei Zhao, not Meng Zhou. Meng Zhou had likely just been caught in the crossfire and gotten hurt and driven off the stage.
And now that Meng Zhou, an expert at the early Foundation Establishment stage, had been squeezed out, Wei Zhao—whom they believed to be of the same early Foundation Establishment strength—would surely be under even greater pressure, his situation even more dire.
True, at every stage one had to fight for every point one could, but by comparison, one's personal safety mattered far more.
One must never risk life and limb clinging on up there for the sake of a few points—it simply was not worth it.
But the several of them, as Wei Zhao's associates, could do nothing to help even now that they had guessed at his plight—they could not even call out a warning, for that would distract him and could easily lead to real disaster.
All they could do was pray silently down below that nothing happened to Wei Zhao; otherwise, they might well have to prepare to collect his corpse.
At that moment, while Poor Senior Brother and the others fretted over Wei Zhao, the Law Enforcement Hall experts on the platform were exchanging awkward glances. Damn it—they had not hurt Wei Zhao at all, and had instead made Meng Zhou the scapegoat. This business had turned out rather embarrassing.
Fortunately, by the time the fourth incense stick was lit, only Wei Zhao, Kang Jingming and Zhong Yongliang remained on the field—and happily, those two were positioned far from Wei Zhao, so they would not repeat Meng Zhou's fate.
Four times the oppressive force!
The pressure on Wei Zhao instantly deepened another layer. His mind grew all the more weary, and the circulation of true qi within his body turned sluggish and obstructed, so that he could no longer fully block the powerful pressure of the outside true qi upon his flesh as he had before. Thus the burden on his spirit grew heavier still, and the vicious cycle so common in others finally made its appearance in him.
At this point, even with the jade pendant's space to swiftly replenish his true qi, Wei Zhao clearly began to feel the strain.
This brat is finally about to give out! The Law Enforcement Hall elders fixed their eyes on Wei Zhao's performance and only then breathed easy—and even so, the showing of this newcomer from the secular world had already impressed them deeply enough.