Chapter 4462 — A Golden Opportunity!
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Every word I say, you must engrave in your hearts. Whether we can laugh last in this battle, whether you—and Brother Qi above all—can walk away unscathed, all depends on whether you can do it." Wei Zhao's expression was rarely so grave, for the others had guessed right: in a sense, this strategy truly was a desperate gamble...
Under the eyes of the multitude, the clash between the Xuanying Escort Agency and the Qingtian Escort Agency finally opened amid the presiding referee's announcement.
The long incense at the edge of the arena had barely been lit when the five consummate Golden Core experts of the Xuanying Escort Agency, like tigers bursting from their cage, charged at their opponents without a word. There seemed to be no intricate formation among them, yet their pace was startlingly in unison—even each man's aura was strictly synchronized.
The result was that the five men's formidable momentum fused into a single whole, surging like a landslide and a tidal wave, bearing down on Qi Wenmo and the other four from every direction.
"No wonder they're no simple matter." Below the arena, Wei Zhao's eyes lit up. Synchronized movement and synchronized breath—it looked like nothing difficult, but in truth it was harder than climbing to heaven, especially once one's strength reached the consummate Golden Core level, where it became rarer still.
In battle or in anything else, every person has a rhythm he is accustomed to, and the stronger the practitioner, the more pronounced that rhythm becomes. Once torn away from his own rhythm, everything goes awry—strength that was ten-tenths might end up showing only six or seven, or even less.
In the common contests of the secular world, one often sees a fighter draw his opponent into his own rhythm and then defeat him—cases of the weak overcoming the strong are a dime a dozen, and this is precisely the reason.
Given that, making five consummate Golden Core experts move and breathe in perfect sync was a feat of obvious difficulty. Wei Zhao did not believe they would deliberately sacrifice a portion of their strength just to achieve it.
If they dared to do it, then there could be only one possibility: the rhythms of these five consummate Golden Core experts were naturally identical—or at least differed so little as to be negligible.
"Engage!" Facing the mountain-like pressure of the enemy, Qi Wenmo refused to show weakness. With a cold shout, the four Qingtian escort guards beside him swiftly formed a wedge formation, its point aimed straight at their opponents.
"What sharpness!" Zhao Shanying could not help praising at the sight. As expected of one of the five great escort agencies—though the Qingtian Escort Agency had risen only recently, the quality of these escort guards was in no way beneath the other five. That wedge formation in particular brimmed with a piercing edge, clear proof they had drilled it no small amount in peacetime.
Yet what slightly puzzled Zhao Shanying was that among the five opponents, the strongest was undoubtedly Qi Wenmo, and logically it should be him—the strongest—who served as the point of the wedge. Only so could the formation's power be brought out to the fullest. But the situation now was quite the opposite: Qi Wenmo was not only not at the point, he even seemed faintly out of step with the others.
What was going on here? Could it be that this young master, because he usually did not drill together with the escort guards, was simply unsuited to this wedge formation?
"A golden opportunity—cut them in two and split them apart!" The moment would flash by and be gone. Zhao Shanying wasted no time in hesitation and immediately gave the decisive order. (To be continued)