Chapter 4879 — The Battle Is Over
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Everyone around was utterly stunned, whispering among themselves and exchanging looks. Who was this? Who would dare leap out and offend three academies at once?!
They had no idea what lay between Wei Zhao and Huo Yudie. Judging purely by what Wei Zhao had just said, he meant to snatch the meat from the tiger's jaws—and wouldn't that mean offending Chenjiao Academy and Xiangyun Academy as well?
Three academies together, a full hundred and fifty consummate Nascent Soul experts, to say nothing of Wang Dianxing, the foremost Nascent Soul cultivator of them all. Never mind his strength—at the very least, this fellow's nerve had broken clean through the sky!
Of course, the people of Chenjiao and Xiangyun had certainly recognized Wei Zhao by now. The man was a ruthless one through and through; after the West Island Trial and the business aboard the ancient warship, they could hardly have failed to know him.
By now Ren Zhongyuan, supported by Yi Xiaotian, had limped his way back to the Xiangyun ranks, his expression incomparably complicated.
Because the great expert of Mount Xi had never answered, the two of them had assumed Wei Zhao dead. After all, by any reckoning they could not imagine him escaping a demonic cultivator of the late Xuan Ascension stage—yet Wei Zhao was not only alive but standing brazenly before them, and had suddenly leapt out to thrust himself into the middle of things!
Still, for all their hatred of Wei Zhao, at this moment they could not help but breathe a quiet sigh of relief. Wang Dianxing was formidable indeed, but who did not know that back when Wei Zhao was only at the mid Nascent Soul stage, he had fought the overweening Leng Rufeng to a standstill for half a month, and in the end forced Leng Rufeng to his knees!
And now Wei Zhao appeared to be a consummate Nascent Soul already, his strength surging far beyond what it had been. To oppose him was to seek death—what else could it be?!
So neither Xiangyun Academy nor Chenjiao Academy had a single soul willing to speak up. One and all, they chose silence, their faces strange and unreadable.
The Lei Dong Academy crowd found the sight rather odd. From the expressions of the others it was plain they knew this fellow who did not know death when he saw it—but what did that strange look mean?
Even if he was someone they knew, after witnessing what had just happened they should know what became of a consummate Nascent Soul expert who crossed Wang Dianxing. Should they not think the boy was overreaching himself?
One or two wearing such expressions would have been one thing, but everyone wore them—and the Lei Dong Academy crowd at once sensed something amiss. Could it be that this fellow was not merely addled in the head, but a ruthless man in the truest sense?
The other Lei Dong disciples exchanged glances, but Wang Dianxing would never take Wei Zhao seriously. As the acknowledged foremost Nascent Soul cultivator, only a true Xuan Ascension expert was his match. A consummate Nascent Soul? Not enough to fill the gaps between his teeth!
Wang Dianxing meant to do as he had done to Ren Zhongyuan—casually slap Wei Zhao to death—but when he raised his eyes he found several people had appeared behind Wei Zhao, two of them great beauties, and his eyes lit up at once.
They were none other than Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao. Huang Xiaotao wore a veil out of habit, but Wang Xinyan had no such custom; now that the crowd's attention fell on her, she dazzled the whole assembly.
Wang Dianxing was stunned for a moment, then, drooling with greed, he said, "Oh ho, isn't this the other one of the Three Fairies of the Gaolin Sea? Wang Xinyan, is it?"
The Gaolin Sea was not the seat of the Academy Alliance as the Lei Dong Sea was, but it was the largest of all the Yellow Rank seas, and its central position connected nearly every other Yellow Rank sea. Let the slightest breeze stir, and word spread in all directions at once.