Chapter 4001 — Blow Your Brains Out
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 3
Given Xu Lingchong's strength at the great perfection of the Foundation Establishment stage, under ordinary circumstances Wei Zhao would have stood almost no chance against him—unless, as in his last bout with Nan Tianyong, Wei Zhao could hurl a top-grade true qi bomb straight into his face.
Wei Zhao should never have had such an opportunity. Had it not been for the Immortal Drunk, Xu Lingchong would likely have killed him the moment he made his move, then splashed the dirty water over a dead man and been done with it.
Yet it was precisely because Xu Lingchong trusted so utterly in the effects of the Immortal Drunk that he never imagined Wei Zhao could still leap up and fight. Add to that the fact that every ounce of his attention was fixed on Shangguan Lan'er, and by the time he reacted, Wei Zhao had already darted to within a single step behind him.
When Xu Lingchong finally sensed the threat at his back and his heart gave a thud, Wei Zhao had already pressed a true qi bomb to the back of his skull with one hand.
While he had been purging the drug from his system moments before, Wei Zhao had also casually condensed a true qi bomb. Limited time meant it was not quite the monstrous thing he had used on Nan Tianyong, but if it truly went off in someone's face, its power was not to be underestimated either.
Wei Zhao's movements could hardly have been faster; he had pushed his mid-stage Foundation Establishment strength to its very limit. And yet, in that sliver of time too brief even to call an instant, Xu Lingchong somehow struck first despite moving later, spinning around and grabbing straight at him.
"You dare launch a sneak attack on this young master? You truly don't know the height of the heavens and the depth of the earth!" Xu Lingchong sneered down at him, the aura of a powerhouse on full display.
Wei Zhao was secretly shaken. Though Nan Tianyong, a peak late-stage Foundation Establishment expert, had essentially fallen by his hand, he had never truly known how strong someone of that tier could be. Now, at last, he had witnessed what the great perfection of Foundation Establishment meant.
For all that Xu Lingchong was born a great young master, his own formidable strength was in no way inferior to his illustrious station.
In a true one-on-one confrontation, even with all his composure, Wei Zhao had to admit he was no match for this Young Master Xu—he might not even survive a single exchange.
And now, the true qi bomb Wei Zhao had held in reserve so long, sprung suddenly from behind while the enemy was off guard, had still failed to land.
Fortunately, Wei Zhao had prepared for this. As Xu Lingchong's hand shot toward him, he simply went with the flow and stuffed the true qi bomb directly into his opponent's palm.
"A petty trick!" Xu Lingchong curled his lip in disdain. He had never seen a technique like the true qi bomb before and assumed it was merely some knockoff martial art he had not encountered—something to be caught one-handed, beneath contempt.
But the instant the true qi bomb touched his hand, Xu Lingchong's expression changed at once. The tremendous true qi packed within it made even a master at the great perfection of Foundation Establishment secretly blanch.
More critically, the vast mass of true qi now in his grasp was already stirring restlessly, on the verge of exploding at any moment.
Only now did Xu Lingchong realize he had been outmaneuvered by Wei Zhao again. This ball of true qi was no knockoff martial art at all—it was a thoroughly scalding hot potato.