Chapter 3719 — Fatal Weakness
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The several of them frowned and thought for a long while, yet still came up with nothing. Suddenly Meng Jueming changed tack. "If for the moment we cannot think of any fatal weakness of Wei Zhao's, perhaps we should change our approach. What does this brat like to do most in ordinary times?"
Meng Zhou's eyes lit up, and he answered at once, "This I know—putting on airs! I hate seeing him put on airs most of all. He is just begging for a beating!"
Since Meng Zhou had already rushed to answer, Li Zhengming was happy to go along with it. "Quite so. From his past behavior, Wei Zhao does indeed love to put on airs."
He said this on the surface, but in his heart he was sneering. Leader Wei Zhao was clearly only so composed and calm in every situation because his strength was great—and that counted as putting on airs? Then what of Meng Zhou, who could not even gauge the depths of his opponent's strength yet spent every day fantastically dreaming of trampling him underfoot—what was that?
"Exactly!" Meng Jueming clapped his hands. "Why did we call this brat the Airs-Putting Newcomer before? Because this little wretch puts on airs every waking moment. In other words, putting on airs has become his habit. If we make good use of it, that is his most fatal weakness!"
"How are we supposed to make use of it?" Meng Zhou still did not understand.
But Meng Jueming only kept him in suspense, saying with an air of profound mystery, "That we will discuss in a couple of days when we plot with Young Master Xu and the others. With Young Master Xu's influence, plus my Meng Jueming's schemes—this time, Wei Zhao need not dream of living past the second round!"
Watching Meng Jueming's pose of a master who held everything in the palm of his hand, Meng Zhou hurried to heap flattery on him, while Li Zhengming chimed in agreement—yet deep in his heart he laughed to himself. It seemed that in a couple of days he would be able to send Leader Wei Zhao another piece of valuable intelligence!
Three days—not long to speak of, nor short. And during these three days, almost every newcomer of the Newcomer Welcoming Pavilion spent the time in extreme busyness.
Besides tending to the injuries left from the first stage, the trial of oppressive force, and nursing their bodies back into condition, they also had to cram at the last moment, making final preparations in the time that remained. Those who had ranked high before strove to hold on to their lead, while those who had ranked low racked their brains for ways to catch up as quickly as possible.
In short, everyone wanted to be at the front, and no one wanted to fall behind.
Yet compared with the busy newcomers, Wei Zhao was the one exception that made everyone's jaw drop—apart from his normal daily cultivation, this thing not only did no special practice for the second stage of the trial, but even leisurely went off to dig ore at the Spirit Jade Hall. This was simply incomprehensible!
Everyone knew that to accommodate the newcomers' trial, the Spirit Jade Hall had permitted the newcomers not to report in during these three days. Yet this thing Wei Zhao had gone digging ore of his own accord—if word of this got out, it would make everyone laugh their teeth out!
Do not forget, this thing was one of the unlucky wretches assigned to the No. 10 dead ore zone. Even with good luck, a whole month of hard toil might not earn him a single spirit jade!
To set aside the all-important newcomer trial and instead go dig ore in a dead ore zone—such a brilliant feat of idiocy could only be described by one old saying: throw away the watermelon and pick up a sesame seed.