Chapter 3837 — A Sorry Flight
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So Wei Zhao exhausted every trick at his disposal, spent every ounce of effort, to lure Nan Tianyong out of the marketplace—and then hurl this top-grade true qi bomb, charged for a full hour, right into his face!
The true qi bomb had always been a technique of mutual destruction and indiscriminate slaughter. Though Wei Zhao still had his doubts about whether it could kill Nan Tianyong, of one thing he was certain: this bomb would have no trouble at all killing himself.
The instant he released the true qi bomb, Wei Zhao without hesitation wrapped himself tightly in every scrap of his true qi and fled the blast center with all his might.
Yet even having taken such precautions, Wei Zhao's condition at this moment was thoroughly wretched—so wretched that "wretched" no longer sufficed. Only one other word would do: pitiful.
His entire body was scorched black, many places reduced to a bloody, mangled mess. Though in truth he had not exchanged even a single move with his opponent, the injuries Wei Zhao bore now were far worse than what he had suffered even when he had fought Yu Jiang, a mid-Foundation Establishment expert, head-on to the death.
And this was merely the aftermath of his own true qi bomb—and he had shielded himself thoroughly with true qi beforehand. By contrast, Nan Tianyong, who had been entirely unprepared and had taken Wei Zhao's true qi bomb full in the face, was a peak late-Foundation Establishment expert—one could well imagine his miserable state.
With a full four-level suppression of cultivation, had Nan Tianyong been even slightly on guard, the strongest killing move of any peak early-Foundation Establishment expert would have been a joke before him—incapable of inflicting any real injury. So to claim he had not underestimated Wei Zhao would be an outright lie!
And it was precisely because he had underestimated his foe that this time he was truly, thoroughly ruined by Wei Zhao!
To ensure the true qi bomb in his hand would actually hit its target, Wei Zhao had not hesitated to stake even himself. Otherwise, had they been too far apart, Nan Tianyong's strength would have allowed him to react in time and mount a response.
But now the two of them were so close that no matter how formidable Nan Tianyong was, he had no chance to react.
The top-grade true qi bomb, charged for a full hour, was hurled straight into his face without the slightest warning. Nan Tianyong barely had time to curse "Ai ya!" before a thunderous roar split the air and everything went black before his eyes!
A peak late-Foundation Establishment expert, no less—and just like that, Wei Zhao had schemed him into a bloody head and, without a word, blasted him flat on his face, dead or alive unknown!
Under the cover of the true qi bomb's aftershock and the billowing dust filling the sky, Wei Zhao did not bother at all to check whether Nan Tianyong was dead or alive. The only thing he had to do now was run.
Rare as this opportunity was, Wei Zhao ought to have rooted out Nan Tianyong and Yu Jiang, master and disciple, once and for all. Otherwise, should he encounter the pair again, it would be very hard to get another full hour to charge a true qi bomb as he had this time—and then he would have no means of fighting back at all.
But circumstances would not permit it. Were Wei Zhao to dare turn back, never mind whether he could finish off Nan Tianyong—in his current state, he himself was absolutely doomed.