Chapter 3948 — Let Go of Me, Now!!!
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In terms of strength, he did indeed acknowledge that he was no match for Wei Zhao—at least he had that much self-awareness. But now the pill-fire bomb was ready to go. So what if Wei Zhao was strong?
Shove a pill-fire bomb right in his face, and even the mightiest expert could only be blown into a drooling idiot.
Last time, Shi Yuda had been blown into a cripple on the spot, and even now, months later, he was still a useless wreck. That conceited fool Wei Zhao would soon be following in his footsteps.
As they spoke, the two had already taken their places at either end of the platform. Below, the crowd unconsciously held its breath and stared wide-eyed, eager for this rare showdown.
Wei Zhao was the strongest new disciple in Qingyun Pavilion—that was known to all and beyond doubt. As for Kang Jingming, judging at least by fame and reputation, he could be counted the number one new disciple of Chongtian Pavilion. Thus the duel between these two could almost be regarded as the peak battle of the new disciples of the welcoming pavilions, and all eyes were upon it.
At a single command from Pavilion Master Hu Yunfeng, this peak showdown among new disciples formally began. Yet in Kang Jingming's eyes, this duel had no sooner begun than it was already over.
For in his imagination, once he hurled the pill-fire bomb in his hand into Wei Zhao's face, Wei Zhao was as good as dead. And from the look on Wei Zhao's face just now—as though he had already got the man firmly in his grasp—this fool clearly had no idea of the danger at all.
Kang Jingming truly had never imagined that his various grudges with Wei Zhao in the mortal world would end, after coming to Yunjie Island, in a duel like this—and moreover, with him finishing the man off with his own hands before the eyes of everyone present. This was a wondrous scene that appeared only in dreams!
"Go to hell!" Kang Jingming roared with a savage look, and the pill-fire bomb he had been charging for so long was flung without the slightest hesitation straight at Wei Zhao's face. At the same time he burst forth with all the strength in his body, retreating at full power.
The pill-fire bomb was a thing of enormous power, but it did not discriminate in the least. If he was the slightest bit careless, there was a very good chance even Kang Jingming himself would be caught up in it—and that would be a real mess. So the farther away he got, the better.
Yet just as the pill-fire bomb was about to leave his hand, Wei Zhao, who had been more than a dozen zhang away on the opposite side, suddenly moved. Before Kang Jingming could react, the next instant he was already there before him.
"Your speed is truly atrocious—an utter mess!" Wei Zhao gave a cold laugh, then seized Kang Jingming's left hand with one of his own and curled his lip. "Seems there's something rather remarkable hidden in this hand of yours. Do you need my help?"
In an instant, goosebumps broke out all over Kang Jingming's body—not only because he was shocked by Wei Zhao's terrifying speed, but more crucially because in his left hand at this very moment he was clutching the long-charged pill-fire bomb!
If that thing was held in the hand too long, even he himself could not control it. If by some mishap it exploded in his own hand, then the joke would be well and truly on him.
"Hey, hey, do you want to die? Let go of me right now, you bastard!" Kang Jingming was in a frantic fluster. What had been his ultimate trump card had suddenly become a hot potato—a death warrant!
But Wei Zhao was in no hurry. He kept his grip on the man's left hand and raised an eyebrow mildly. "Oh? Isn't this the trick you schemed and schemed to buy time for, the one you quietly cooked up? What's the matter—seems like you can't control it?" R1152