Chapter 2442 — Two Moves
But before he could speak, Wei Zhao spoke first!
The driver hesitated and glanced at White Leader. After all, he was merely a driver for the tour company, while White Leader was these people's teacher; the final decision had best be left to White Leader. Otherwise, if anything happened to the students on the bus, the tour company might bear some responsibility.
White Leader looked at Wei Zhao, pondered for a moment, and then nodded in agreement: "Do as he says."
White Leader knew that Wei Zhao was a cultivator. Though he did not know exactly how high Wei Zhao's combat index was or how formidable he truly was, a cultivator was always far stronger than an ordinary person. Wei Zhao saying this surely meant he intended to find a way to deal with the two robbers before they boarded the bus.
This was what White Leader wanted as well. If those two were allowed onto the bus, the students' pockets held no money now, so there was nothing to fear from robbery—but what he feared was that, finding nothing of value, the two might fly into a rage and turn on the students!
A thief never leaves empty-handed, and White Leader understood this too. These men had expended great effort and gotten nothing; naturally they would not be pleased, and venting their anger by hurting a couple of students was entirely normal!
On the bus, Wei Zhao could also have dealt with them with ease, but he would inevitably have been constrained, afraid that while he killed one, the other might turn on the other students. So it was best if Wei Zhao could get off the bus!
"Oh... all right." The driver nodded. Since White Leader had spoken, then whatever went wrong would be White Leader's affair; he could wash his hands of the responsibility.
"Skreee—" The bus's electric door slid open at once, and Wei Zhao arrived right at the bus's doorway. The two robbers—one tall, one short—were just about to climb aboard, and seeing the door open so obligingly, they froze for a moment!
Originally, they had assumed that if the driver was too scared to open the door, they would smash their way in. For two capable men like them, breaking open such a door was as easy as turning a hand—but they had never expected the door to open by itself!
"Greetings, esteemed robber brothers!" Wei Zhao said to the tall and short robbers the moment he opened the door.
"?" Both the tall robber and the short robber were stunned, utterly baffled. What was with this person on the bus? Was he sick in the head? From the look of it, he seemed to welcome their coming aboard to rob them—otherwise, why greet them at all?
"May I ask, are you here to rob us?" Wei Zhao continued.
"We..." The tall robber and the short robber did not know Wei Zhao. Before coming, they had only seen photographs of Wang Xinyan and Han Jingyi, and they had also heard Right Panhu say that there were only two girls in that class, very easy to identify. As for Wei Zhao, he would surely be one of those sitting beside Wang Xinyan and Han Jingyi; they had simply paid him no mind!
After all, once they unleashed the pressure of Heaven-rank strength, Wei Zhao would surely not dare to act rashly.
"Oh, then you may go die now. Bye-bye!" Wei Zhao's idle chatter had successfully diverted the tall and short robbers' attention. As he spoke these words, his palm pushed out flat, and he bellowed, "Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm—Sixth Stance!"
This palm strike was aimed at the tall robber, that expert of peak late Earth-rank strength. With a great "bang," the tall robber was blasted away by Wei Zhao's Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm, flying like an arrow loosed from a bow into the ravine below the median strip beside the highway, without even time for a scream before all went silent!
The sixth stance of Wei Zhao's Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm was equivalent to the twelfth stance of ordinary Heaven-rank martial arts. The eleventh stance had been enough to cripple Old Bi; the twelfth could instantly kill an expert of peak late Earth-rank strength equal to Old Bi—a trifling matter!
The short Heaven-rank early-stage robber was greatly alarmed. He had not expected that the person stepping off the bus was actually a cultivator. It suddenly dawned on him that this man might be Wei Zhao, whom Right Panhu had mentioned over the phone. Shocked and furious, he meant to strike out and teach Wei Zhao a lesson—but to his surprise, having finished off the tall robber, Wei Zhao sent another palm straight at his chest!
"Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm—Seventh Stance!" After unleashing the sixth stance of the Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm, Wei Zhao did not pause but directly unleashed the seventh stance! This too was Wei Zhao's strategy: using the sixth stance to draw out the seventh, the success rate was higher!
"Bang!" A furious surge of blazing true qi poured from Wei Zhao's palm and converged on the short robber's chest. The true qi burst forth in an instant; the short robber gave a miserable scream, and he too followed in the tall robber's footsteps!
The short robber was blasted away by the seventh stance of Wei Zhao's Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm. Though he managed to stagger to a halt after being driven back some distance, not flying into the ravine like the tall robber before him, he was clearly in a sorry state. With a "wa," he spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Wei Zhao in disbelief, crying out in alarm, "The thirteenth stance of Heaven-rank martial arts—how is that possible... Are you a mid-stage Heaven-rank expert? No... you're not..."
After saying this, the short robber spat out another mouthful of blood. He appeared to have suffered extremely severe internal injuries.
Seeing the short robber's appearance, Wei Zhao's heart immediately eased. Success—it had actually succeeded!
Previously, Wei Zhao had also tried to unleash the seventh stance of the Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm, but each attempt had met with some obstacle. This time, however, he had never expected that in the heat of the moment it would actually succeed. Though somewhat stiff and unpracticed, it had succeeded in the end!
As expected, in a moment of crisis, a person's potential is limitless! Without pressure before, Wei Zhao had merely cultivated day by day in routine fashion, deducing and unleashing his martial arts without any sense of urgency, never driven to the brink, and so had never succeeded.
But today, facing an early-stage Heaven-rank expert, the seventh stance had come forth successfully! Still, it must be said that this was a rather lucky thing. Wei Zhao had truly taken a risk; had the unleashing failed, he would have lost the best moment to strike, and even he was not confident of injuring this early-stage Heaven-rank expert!
The sixth stance of the Frenzied Fire Eight-Trigram Palm was formidable, but in truth it was only equal to the twelfth stance of ordinary martial arts—that is, the martial arts used by normal early-stage Heaven-rank experts and peak early-stage Heaven-rank experts. Against this short expert, it amounted to no more than a match of equals!
If the two had clashed, it would have been hard to say whether Wei Zhao or the short robber would be the one injured. So Wei Zhao had no choice but to take the risk!
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