Chapter 4210 — The Outcome Is Already Decided?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 3
Facing the jeers of the entire crowd, Huang Xiaotao, who had already been rather nervous, could not help but clench her fists. Yet Wei Zhao, standing beside her, still wore an expression of calm composure—and even began to laugh as though nothing were the matter, leaving everyone in the arena baffled.
"What are you laughing at?" Xu Lingchong and Meng Zhou exchanged a glance, then Xu Lingchong put on a look of sudden enlightenment and said, "Oh, so this is what they call covering up one's embarrassment! Turns out the face of our so-called rookie king isn't as thick as we imagined after all! Hahaha!"
"Heh, you two had best not read too much into things—especially you, 'Chongchong.' That's quite the pet name you two have for each other, isn't it? The reason I didn't fight you in the singles final was simply that I was going easy on you, too lazy to bother. I never thought you'd actually take it seriously..." Wei Zhao curled his lip in a half-smile.
"Hah! You've truly reached a whole new level of shamelessness. With your paltry early Golden Core cultivation, you dare claim you went easy on me, a mid Golden Core? Do you even believe that yourself?" Xu Lingchong sneered without pause.
The crowd below echoed with mockery as well. Whether judged by nominal strength or by their actual performances in the earlier singles matches, Xu Lingchong was at least a full tier above Wei Zhao—who was stronger and who weaker was plain for all to see. To claim that one had gone easy on an opponent simply because one could not win was a childish way of saving face.
"I do believe it. You don't believe it now, but you will soon enough." Wei Zhao shrugged with an easy manner, then turned his head and exchanged a smile with Huang Xiaotao.
Seeing him like this, the once-tense Huang Xiaotao somehow felt herself relax all at once. It was as though the overbearing pressure that had radiated from Xu Lingchong and Meng Zhou had vanished into thin air in an instant. In that moment, there was only Wei Zhao in her eyes.
"Deluding yourself—this young master will snap you out of it right now!" Xu Lingchong gave a cold snort. He immediately launched himself at Wei Zhao, striking first. Beside him, Meng Zhou erupted into motion with perfect, unspoken coordination—but his target was Huang Xiaotao.
Although this was a doubles match, given their strength, they needed no additional coordination whatsoever. One-on-one was more than enough to devour their opponents—after all, both Wei Zhao and Huang Xiaotao were nothing more than their defeated foes.
Meng Zhou came on with overwhelming force, still employing his customary Thousand Kicks against Huang Xiaotao. He had finished her off with exactly this in the singles match; this time was merely a repeat performance. As for Xu Lingchong, he now, for the first time, revealed his secret divine weapon: the Nine Heavens Venom Dragon Whip.
The whip measured one zhang and five chi in length, forged from the finest dark iron beyond the heavens, and divided into three hundred and sixty segments—each segment, pried out on its own, was a razor-sharp miniature dagger, glimmering with dots of venomous green. Its blood grooves were distinct and deep. No matter how powerful one might be, once the Nine Heavens Venom Dragon Whip opened a wound, even if you did not die, you would lose half your life.
Xu Lingchong was a flawless-breakthrough mid Golden Core expert. His strength already rivaled that of an ordinary late Golden Core, and with the Nine Heavens Venom Dragon Whip he was like a tiger with wings—so it was only natural that in this inner sect tournament, where experts of late Golden Core and above rarely showed themselves, he had been able to sweep all before him.