Dou Bi's eyes held an unparalleled sharpness, as if filled with endless hatred. He looked at Zhao Gao and said with indignation, "He... he was also involved in crippling my cultivation. Although he wasn't the main culprit, he was an accomplice!"
Zhang Hao frowned upon hearing this. His eyes carried killing intent, and he said word by word, "Don't worry, he is already a dead man. I will return all the pain he inflicted upon you back to him."
"Boss!"
Dou Bi was deeply moved. He hated Zhao Gao to the bone. However, he also knew that he could never take revenge himself. But Zhang Hao was willing to help him avenge this, and he still felt very touched.
"Say no more, we are brothers. It is only right that I help you avenge yourself," Zhang Hao reached out and patted Dou Bi's shoulder, comforting him.
Dou Bi nodded slightly and said, "Boss, I understand."
The first match was a Half-Step Martial King from the Tianlong Alliance. Zhang Hao was prepared to forcefully kill him, not giving the opponent any chance. He killed him with a single punch.
The second match was also a Half-Step Martial King. Zhang Hao still killed him with a single punch.
The third match was a Great Martial Master Peak Martial Warrior from the Tianlong Alliance. Still killed with a single punch.
In the fourth match, Zhang Hao still killed his opponent with a single punch, not giving them any chance to surrender.
Below the stage, Duan Yunrui angrily dug his fingers into his palms. Before, he had instructed the people from the Tianlong Alliance to surrender immediately if they had a chance. But at this moment, it was clearly impossible. Because Zhang Hao simply didn't give them any chance, killing them with a single punch.
In four matches, Zhang Hao gained tens of thousands of experience points, which was a very good harvest.
Zhao Gao looked at the arrogant Zhang Hao on the battle stage, his heart filled with raging anger. Their eyes met in the void, emitting a blazing Sword Intent.
For the fifth match, before the Referee could announce it, Zhao Gao jumped onto the arena. He shouted at Zhang Hao below the stage, "Zhang Hao, get up here and die!"
Zhang Hao walked onto the battle stage without changing his expression. He looked at Zhao Gao and said with a half-smile, "Since you are so eager to die, I shall grant your wish."
"Arrogant!"
Zhao Gao glared at Zhang Hao.
"I heard you crippled my friend's Dantian and limbs?" Zhang Hao looked at Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao laughed heartily and said, "That's right, it was me. What are you going to do about it?"
"Good, very good. Everything you inflicted upon my friend, I will return to you," Zhang Hao said, looking at Zhao Gao.
"Arrogant and conceited. I'd like to see how you plan to take revenge."
"Kill!"
The two sides began to fight.
An extremely fierce confrontation occurred in the void.
Zhang Hao still used his fist. In his opinion, Zhao Gao was not worthy of him using a weapon.
Zhao Gao was greatly surprised to find that Zhang Hao was blocking his attacks with just a pair of bare fists. He thought to himself: How is this possible? How are his fists so strong?
After dozens of Moves, Zhang Hao found that Zhao Gao's actual strength was indeed far above Yan Feiyu's. Just using Luo Han Fist alone, he couldn't defeat Zhao Gao in the fastest time.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hao changed his fist into a palm.
"Flowing Water, Moving Clouds!"
"Wearing Clouds and Adorning the Moon!"
Layers of palm shadows instantly enveloped Zhao Gao.
"Heavenly Killing Sword!"
Zhao Gao thrust out layers of sword shadows, like raindrops, stabbing towards Zhang Hao.
"Boom!" "Boom!" The two forces collided in the void.
"Sword Intent?"
Zhang Hao was slightly surprised.
"Turning Clouds and Rain!"
"Dark Clouds Cover the Sun!"
Zhang Hao instantly unleashed the third and fourth stances!
However, Zhao Gao's sword technique, with the augmentation of Sword Intent, instantly increased its power by more than ten times, shattering his two palms.
"Good! I'll use you to test the Pai Yun Palm I just comprehended!"
These two Moves were precisely the techniques Zhang Hao had just unlocked using the Level Up Pill.
"Heavy Clouds Deeply Locked!"
Zhang Hao's expression was solemn as he unleashed the sixth stance of Pai Yun Palm.
Heavy layers of cloud qi sealed off Zhao Gao, instantly entangling his attacks and preventing him from advancing.
However, Heavy Clouds Deeply Locked was just a transitional Move. The truly powerful Move was the seventh stance.
"Tearing Heaven and Arranging Clouds!"
This Move carried the force of a thousand armies! It seemed capable of tearing apart the sky and splitting the earth.
With a loud "Boom!" The earth-shattering power directly sent Zhao Gao flying.
Zhao Gao landed on the ground, unable to help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Zhao Gao looked at Zhang Hao with a terrified expression and said, "How can you be so strong?"
"There's more to come. Since you are bound to die!" Zhang Hao looked at Zhao Gao with a cruel expression.
"Hahaha, I have to say you are very arrogant."
"I originally thought I could solve you by holding back some strength, but it seems you are indeed very troublesome. Today, I will let you know my true power!"
Zhao Gao let out a cold snort. His clothes moved without wind, and a small storm erupted from his body.
"Another Martial King!"
The Referee Elder was very speechless. Another one suppressing his strength to participate in the Outer Courtyard Competition. However, this was originally a loophole in the rules. Although the Referee Elder felt this was unfair, he had no way to stop it. He could only shake his head helplessly.
"Die!"
Zhao Gao thrust his sword at Zhang Hao again. It had to be said that Zhao Gao's sword strike was indeed more than ten times stronger than before. The invisible Sword Qi seemed capable of tearing through the void.
"Is that so! Then I'll also let you see my true power."
"Copper Wall Battle Body!"
A bronze-colored qi shield erupted from Zhang Hao's body. This shield blocked Zhao Gao's sword strike.
"What?"
Zhao Gao was greatly shocked. He felt as if his sword strike had hit a copper wall and iron barrier on Zhang Hao's body. He couldn't penetrate it at all.
"Impossible!"
Zhao Gao exerted all his strength, channeling it into the long sword in his hand. But in front of the Copper Wall Battle Body, his sword simply couldn't penetrate even a sliver.
"Now it's my turn!"
Zhang Hao let out a cold snort.
"Seven Injury Fist's Sun Heart Art!"
Zhang Hao punched straight towards Zhao Gao.
The Seven Injury Fist was incredibly overbearing. This punch made Zhao Gao feel an incomparably domineering aura.
"No!"
With a loud "Boom!" Zhang Hao's punch landed squarely on Zhao Gao's body.
"Puff!"
Zhao Gao let out a miserable cry. His entire body flew back like a kite with a broken string. He fell to the ground, spitting up large mouthfuls of blood. At this moment, his face was extremely pale.
Zhang Hao walked up to Zhao Gao, looked down at him, and asked with a smile, "How is it? Do you still want to kill me now?"
"I!"
Zhao Gao was just about to say 'I surrender'.
But how could Zhang Hao let him have his way? He slapped him fiercely.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound.
Zhao Gao let out a miserable cry. His massive body was sent flying by Zhang Hao's slap.