Chapter 5080 — President Lin
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In the end, Wei Zhao's jab really was just a casual poke, carrying no force whatsoever. Yu Zhengliang blocked it almost effortlessly, without spending the slightest bit of true qi.
Was this whole thing nothing but bluster? A sense of humiliation washed over Yu Zhengliang, as though he had been played for a fool. He could not help but want to counter with all his strength—but the instant he relaxed, revealing only the faintest, utterly negligible flaw in the shift between offense and defense, a blue arc of lightning traced out from Wei Zhao's fingertip.
The arc pierced through his protective true qi in an instant. Yu Zhengliang felt his whole body go numb, and by the time he came to his senses, Wei Zhao had already swept a Wildfire Thousand Legs kick across his face. He was sent flying a full hundred meters and crashed to the ground, coughing up blood without pause.
A blue lightning arc plus Wildfire Thousand Legs—the power behind Wei Zhao's moves was not really much greater than that of the Heaven and Earth Palm. The scene was so one-sided purely because of a crushing gap in wits. Yu Zhengliang, senior disciple of the Qiangkun Sect, seemed seasoned enough, but against an opponent whose true body rivaled a titan of the Mountain-Opening stage, he was far, far too green.
Everyone in Snow Valley was struck dumb by the sight. Four formidable Heavenly Dao experts of the Qiangkun Sect—each of them insufferably arrogant—and not one of them could last even a single full exchange against Wei Zhao. Just how strong was this man?
"Hmph, hmph—this so-called Primordial Alliance of yours! You pack of blind little brats, you had the gall to come provoke Snow Valley, and now you know what happens, don't you!" Tang's mother sprang to life at the sight, bristling with vigor as she pointed at the gravely wounded Yu Zhengliang and the other three, seizing the chance to curse them out roundly. Her gift for scolding was something Wei Zhao could only despair of ever matching. At last she added smugly, "I told you all long ago—my son-in-law is wicked strong, one kick and he'd stomp you little brats to death. See? Now you're done for!"
The crowd exchanged glances. When had this woman ever said any such thing? Before this, she had had no idea Wei Zhao could return to save the day. If she had really said it, wouldn't she have been asking for a slap?
But no one was about to quibble over that now. Everyone knew Tang's mother was that sort of person, and besides, of everyone present, she was the one closest to Wei Zhao. The main reason Wei Zhao had rushed over to intervene was most likely thanks to her; otherwise, who knew how tragically this whole affair might have ended today.
"Valley Master Xue. How do you plan to deal with these four?" Wei Zhao turned to the newly installed valley master and asked.
At those words, everyone in Snow Valley perked up. Fortune truly did turn on its wheel—moments ago Yu Zhengliang and his three companions had been lording it over them, and now the tables had flipped so fast. Seeing the four in such a sorry, bedraggled state was deeply satisfying.
"I leave it entirely to President Lin's judgment," the new valley master said hurriedly. Most of Snow Valley's disciples had been injured this time, and everyone hated the four with a gnashing fury—yet she did not dare deal with them on her own authority. They were, after all, from the Primordial Alliance, and if the aftermath was not handled properly, Snow Valley still would not know peace.
"Fine, then let them roll on back. I will handle the Primordial Alliance." Wei Zhao shot Fei Yangnian a look. The man was plainly born to play the henchman; he stepped up at once and kicked each of the half-dead four back onto their feet. Though Yu Zhengliang and the others were too badly hurt to move easily, they still gritted their teeth and scrambled and crawled their way out of Snow Valley, terrified Wei Zhao might go back on his word and silence them for good.