Chapter 149: Roots of Resistance
The crowd was a tense, pulsing mass of fear and determination, everyone holding their breath as we faced down Wei Long. His mocking smile was infuriating, that smug tilt of his head as he scanned the crowd, sneering.
Each second felt like an eternity. Had my messages been in vain? Was I foolish to pin my hopes on a distant possibility?
"What’s the matter?" he drawled, eyes sweeping over us with mocking disdain. "Where’s all that fighting spirit now? You’ve come this far. Why don’t you take the last step?"
His fingers flexed, and he began to shift forward, his intentions clear in every movement.
A sudden gust shot past me as Tianyi launched forward, her foot swinging up with a speed that sliced the air. The impact sent a burst of wind spiraling out, making my hair whip wildly. But Wei Long caught her kick, his hand clamping down like a vice.
"Wrong move."
Without a second thought, I leapt into action, sprinting toward him and swinging my fist. He saw me coming, his lips curling into a smirk as he twisted to block, but then there was a flash of white and blue. Windy sprang from behind, his sleek body twisting through the air, wrapping around Wei Long’s eyes like a makeshift blindfold and coiling around his thick neck.
Wei Long’s smirk vanished, replaced by a flash of irritation. He threw Tianyi at me and I caught her mid-air, setting her carefully down. I turned back to see Wei Long’s hands clawing at Windy, trying to pull the snake off his face.
“Stay back!” I shouted to the villagers as they began to surge forward, Lan-Yin and Wang Jun looking ready to join the fight. “It’s too dangerous. Just hold on a little longer.”