Because there were fewer participants in the Top 100 battles, each day required five battles.
Zhang Hao's luck was good; he consecutively encountered several opponents whose strength wasn't particularly high. However, because these people happened not to be members of the Tianlong Alliance, Zhang Hao didn't make things difficult for them.
After a brief rest, it was Zhang Hao's turn for today's final battle.
"Zhang Hao versus Yan Feiyu!"
The Referee Elder's brow twitched slightly upon seeing Zhang Hao. The main reason was that this youngster was too ruthless with his attacks. Unless the opponent wasn't a Tianlong Alliance member, he always went for a killing blow.
Although the Referee Elder also disliked the people from the Tianlong Alliance, he equally disliked such brutal students.
"Hahaha... Zhang Hao, today is destined to be your death day," Yan Feiyu said, looking at Zhang Hao with a cold and stern expression.
Zhang Hao, however, remained expressionless. He calmly said, "Many people have said those words, but in the end, they all died."
"Arrogant!" Yan Feiyu snorted coldly.
"Stop talking nonsense, make your move! Let me see what ability you have to be so arrogant!" Zhang Hao said indifferently.
Upon seeing this scene, the Referee Elder knew that this match would once again be a life-and-death battle. He shook his head and didn't intervene. He announced, "Match begins!"
The students watching below were all very excited at this moment.
"This time, Zhang Hao, this dark horse, has reached his limit. Yan Feiyu has won all four battles! He's not someone a group of people can deal with," a person who was clearly a senior student sighed.
"Zhang Hao also won all four battles! And he won very easily. Why is it certain that he will lose!" another person, who seemed to be a new Martial Warrior, said.
"That's because you don't know. Although their records seem similar, Yan Feiyu is a Half-Step Martial King! I heard he deliberately suppressed his cultivation to compete for the prize of this competition; otherwise, he could have broken through to Martial King a month ago," the senior student said proudly.
The new student immediately fell silent. A Half-Step Martial King who could break through at any time, and a Great Martial Master Seventh Level Martial Warrior. It was clear who was stronger and who was weaker at a glance.
"Then Senior Apprentice Brother thinks Zhang Hao is bound to lose?" The new student changed the topic.
"Heh heh, I estimate he won't even be able to take ten moves," the senior student said with certainty.
"Senior Apprentice Brother's insight is truly sharp!" The new student said with a face full of admiration.
The senior student clearly enjoyed the feeling of being superior and giving guidance.
At this moment, the battle on the stage also reached a white-hot stage.
"Flying Cloud Claw!"
Yan Feiyu launched a fierce attack on Zhang Hao.
"Luo Han Fist!"
Zhang Hao coldly snorted.
He met it with a punch, like dark clouds pressing down. The punch wave broke through the air, fiercely striking Yan Feiyu's claw.
Fist and claw clashed. Yan Feiyu found that although his attack was sharp, he simply couldn't break through Zhang Hao's fist.
"Damn it, Heart Rending Claw!"
Seeing that his attacks had no effect after more than ten moves, Yan Feiyu also grew angry. He brought out all his hidden strength.
The Heart Rending Claw was more than ten times more powerful than the Flying Cloud Claw just now.
"Luo Han Fist!"
Zhang Hao used thirty percent of his strength this time. One must know, his physical body had broken through to Martial King, so even thirty percent of his strength was absolutely not something Yan Feiyu could withstand.
With a "Boom!"
Zhang Hao's punch annihilated Yan Feiyu's claw technique.
"What? So strong!"
Yan Feiyu was greatly alarmed. He quickly circulated all the strength in his body, flying backward.
"Die!"
Zhang Hao's punch suddenly accelerated, fiercely striking Yan Feiyu's body.
Yan Feiyu screamed miserably and flew backward. Just as he was about to fall off the stage, he immediately used the Thousand Jin Drop and stood firm on the battle stage.
Yan Feiyu glared at Zhang Hao and said, "Zhang Hao, it seems I underestimated you, tsk tsk, but you are still certain to die."
"Whoosh!"
A even more powerful force erupted from Yan Feiyu's body. It was as if a whirlwind burst forth from him. A sharp aura emanated from his body.
"Martial King, this is definitely the power of a Martial King." The Referee Elder on the side frowned.
As a Martial King himself, the Referee Elder naturally recognized that this was absolutely the aura of a Martial King.
The Referee Elder was a relatively upright person. He still deeply detested this kind of cheating. What was a Martial King bullying a Great Martial Master?
Although he thought this, the Referee Elder couldn't stop it. The opponent broke through during the match. He wasn't a Martial King before signing up. Although this was a loophole, you couldn't stop someone from breaking through, right?
Now this youngster was out of luck. The Referee couldn't help but glance at Zhang Hao.
The Referee Elder naturally didn't believe that Zhang Hao could defeat a Martial King with the cultivation of a Great Martial Master. That would be too monstrous. However, looking at Zhang Hao's expressionless face at this moment, the Referee Elder still felt some admiration for Zhang Hao.
"Kid, you're dead for sure. Now let's see how you fight me!"
"Fierce Heart Claw!"
Yan Feiyu roared, and clawed down at Zhang Hao's body.
This strike was at least ten times more powerful than before.
"It seems I need to take this a little more seriously!"
"Wearing Clouds and Adorning the Moon!"
Zhang Hao unleashed his Pai Yun Palm.
Instantly, the palm shadow heavily annihilated Yan Feiyu.
"How can he be so strong!"
Yan Feiyu circulated his claw power to full capacity, unleashing five claw prints containing power that reached the extreme, as if they could tear apart the void itself.
"Turning Clouds and Rain!"
"Mountain-Toppling Sea-Overturning!"
The second palm, the third palm, were unleashed consecutively, forming a terrifying storm that swept towards Yan Feiyu.
"Ah!"
The utterly powerful and overbearing force tore through Yan Feiyu's defense, shaking him back seven or eight steps.
Seeing Yan Feiyu's wide-open defense, Zhang Hao pushed off with his foot, and his entire body shot out towards Yan Feiyu like lightning.
"Dark Clouds Obscuring the Sun!"
He unleashed the fourth palm.
"Block it for me!"
Yan Feiyu was like a mad tiger, frantically unleashing dozens of claw shadows, attacking Zhang Hao.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Hao sneered. He powerfully unleashed his Pai Yun Palm.
This palm covered the sky and obscured the sun. The overbearing force instantly slammed into Yan Feiyu's body.
"Ah!" Yan Feiyu screamed miserably. His entire body was sent flying.
Seeing that Yan Feiyu was about to be blasted off the stage, how could Zhang Hao allow it? If he fell off the stage, Zhang Hao would lose the chance to kill him.
Zhang Hao used Swallow Shadow Drift to its limit. He chased after him and kicked Yan Feiyu's body, kicking him back, causing him to land back on the battle stage.
The students and the Referee Elder watching below were instantly speechless. This guy was going for a complete massacre!
"Feiyu, surrender!"
Duan Yunrui shouted loudly from below the stage.
Yan Feiyu naturally didn't want to die either. He was just about to open his mouth to surrender.
But how could Zhang Hao give him this chance?
"Go to hell!" Zhang Hao slammed a palm down on Yan Feiyu.
"Zhang Hao, how dare you!"
Duan Yunrui saw that Zhang Hao was actually going for a killing blow and immediately roared out.