Chapter 025: Endurance

To be honest, in Wang Bo's eyes before, this kind of behavior was simply a perverse taste, and at that time he didn't quite understand why some people would have such a perverse taste.

But now, Wang Bo finally understood.

Because it feels great!

Yuchi Zhenjin, the Chief Justice of the Court of Judicial Review, a high-ranking official of the third grade, a master of martial arts—but so what? He still can't do anything to me.

Watching his expression of fury that he had no choice but to suppress, Wang Bo felt as refreshed as if eating ice cream in the dog days of summer.

Every time one experiences this immensely pleasurable feeling, it's no wonder many people develop such a perverse hobby.

Especially when this person is your foe, or your enemy.

This feeling is multiplied exponentially.

Wang Bo's gaze passed over Yuchi Zhenjin and looked toward Wu Zetian, finding her expression composed and calm, both dignified and charming, yet her countenance was utterly unruffled, betraying neither joy nor anger.

It formed a stark contrast with Yuchi Zhenjin.

From this, one can see that the position of Heavenly Empress is truly not something an ordinary person can hold.

At the very least, the skill of not showing joy or anger on one's face is not something an ordinary person can achieve; ordinary people do not have such depth of reserve. At least, Wang Bo believes he himself cannot do it.

"All right, Yuchi Zhenjin, you may withdraw for now." Seeing that the situation seemed somewhat tense, Wu Zetian couldn't help but speak up, ordering Yuchi Zhenjin to withdraw, for she knew very well that she could not command Wang Bo.

This man, just as he said, has no regard for the law and knows no taboos!

In the past, such a person would have long been seized on her orders, thrown into the imperial prison, and subjected to all manner of torments.

However, it so happened that this man possessed formidable martial skills and was impervious to swords and spears; whether she could capture him was another matter entirely. Until she had a foolproof plan, Wu Zetian reminded herself to be patient.

"Wang Bo," Wu Zetian said.

Wang Bo grunted an acknowledgment and asked, "Is there something you need?"

Wu Zetian grew increasingly displeased, yet her expression remained unchanged. "Do you know why I summoned you to the palace today?"

"The Demon Pearl, right."

"Exactly." Wu Zetian nodded slightly.

Wang Bo said, “Let me state in advance, everything I have learned is divinely bestowed, and has nothing to do with the demon pearl you speak of. So it’s no use coming to me.”

Yuchi Zhenjin sneered, “In the Supreme Court, you didn’t act that way.”

He knelt on the ground and said to Wu Zetian: "Reporting to the Empress, in the Dali Temple prison, Wang Bo repeatedly declared that his abilities were innate. Eunuch Li can attest to this. Now he changes his story, saying his learning was divinely bestowed. This man's words are contradictory and cannot be trusted lightly, Your Majesty."

Wu Zetian turned her head to look at Eunuch Li standing beside her.

Eunuch Li bent down and said, "What Lord Yuchi says is true."

Wu Zetian's displeasure grew, and a murderous intent showed in her eyes. She said to Wang Bo, "Do you know that deceiving me is a crime of deceiving the sovereign?"

Wang Bo, not the least bit nervous, said with a smile, "I wonder if Your Highness has ever heard a saying."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Speak human language when you see a human, and ghost language when you see a ghost."

Wu Zetian's murderous intent had already reached its peak. "Then do you think I, the lone sovereign, am a person or a ghost?"

"Isn't it obvious? You're just a woman."

"Insolence!!!" Wu Zetian burst into a towering rage, unable to endure Wang Bo's attitude any longer. This flippant tone felt like a monumental insult to her.

Several top experts of the imperial guard lying in ambush in the imperial study seemed to have received a signal. In an instant, they flashed out from their hiding places, employing their lightness skill, and almost in a split second, they appeared before Wang Bo like ghosts.

The one in front struck a palm toward Wang Bo's chest; the palm wind roared like thunder, emitting a low, rumbling sound.

The person behind thrust out both palms, striking Wang Bo's back; the palm wind tore through the air with a sharp whistle.

The person on the left thrust out a fist, striking toward Wang Bo's left ear.

The person on the right threw a punch, aiming at Wang Bo's right ear.

The last person flipped down from the beam, executing a palm technique that descended from the sky, striking Wang Bo squarely on the Baihui acupoint at the crown of his head!

These five people struck simultaneously, their coordination seamless, hitting Wang Bo almost at the same instant on the chest, back, right ear, left ear, and the top of the head.

Five completely different forces erupted at this very moment, all at once.

Palm force and fist force poured mercilessly into Wang Bo's body.

But Wang Bo didn't even blink; he merely felt a slight pain in his head, and then nothing at all.

Now, Wang Bo finally understood why many people jokingly say that Superman has zero evasion.

Whenever Superman fights someone, he never dodges—not because he can't dodge, but because he really can't be bothered to dodge.

A weak person, even if they land a punch on Superman, the recoil alone is enough to give them a hard time.

When a powerful person can break through Superman's defenses and injure him, Superman merely needs to absorb some sunlight to heal.

So dodging and the like is simply unnecessary.

Ever since acquiring superhuman abilities, Wang Bo has gradually become more superhuman himself, no longer bothering to dodge many attacks.

Just like this time, these five people used their lightness skill, moving like ghosts, very fast—but were they really faster than Wang Bo?

Impossible!

But Wang Bo could not be bothered to dodge, letting the group swing their fists and pound on his body; the punches that seemed to surge with boundless force were, in Wang Bo's eyes, so weak and powerless.

The few of them joined forces, but it only caused Wang Bo a moment of pain, and then nothing more.

The five imperial guards retreated like lightning, each drenched in cold sweat, their faces pale and bloodless. They had shown no mercy in their strikes, pounding on Wang Bo's steel-like body.

However, forces are mutual.

Wang Bo's steel body was so hard, and the few of them struck without mercy—what was the result?

Everyone knows what tragedy occurs when flesh and blood collide with a body of steel.

Shattered bones were merely the least of it.

Wang Bo yawned, and without even glancing at the five crippled imperial masters, strode toward Wu Zetian. They had attacked him repeatedly—did they really think he was easy to deal with?

So what if she's the Empress Dowager, so what if he's the Emperor? If I don't teach them a lesson, do they really think they are people you can push around as you please?

"Insolence!"

Yuchi Zhenjin reacted instantly, drawing his Tiger Wing blade and thrusting it toward Wang Bo's eyeball.

He simply refused to believe that Wang Bo's entire body was invulnerable to blades and spears—could even his eyeballs be impervious?

"Get lost!" Facing Yuchi Zhenjin's obstruction, Wang Bo slapped out with a palm.

All along the way, Yuchi Zhenjin had been tolerating Wang Bo, but when had Wang Bo not also been tolerating Yuchi Zhenjin? If Wang Bo had wished, he could have beaten this Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, to death hundreds of times already.