The entire place was silent. Originally, everyone thought Zhang Hao entered the top ten by luck. Now it seems that might not be the case.
The Referee was stunned for a moment, about to open his mouth to announce Zhang Shu Hua's failure.
"No... I haven't lost yet!"
Zhang Shu Hua struggled to climb up from the ground, looked at Zhang Hao, and angrily said, "You little bastard, I will definitely make you die..."
"Seeking suffering!"
Zhang Hao's eyes turned cold, emitting a sharp gaze. The next second, he appeared behind Zhang Shu Hua.
"Chrysanthemum Remains!"
Zhang Hao's kick heavily struck Zhang Shu Hua's buttocks.
"Ah!"
Zhang Shu Hua's buttocks instantly felt like they were poked by a sharp object. He screamed and flew out. Lying on the ground, his bare buttocks were exposed. He looked as ridiculous as could be.
"Zhang Hao wins!"
The Referee glanced at Zhang Shu Hua, who was lying on the ground with his bare butt, and also felt a bit creeped out. He looked at Zhang Hao with a meaningful gaze, as if to say, you are too wicked.
Zhang Hao also felt a bit embarrassed, secretly thinking: I didn't want to either, who knew this move would not only burst someone's chrysanthemum but even blast off their pants. This is also an additional effect.
Uh, if this move was used on a beautiful woman, what would the effect be? Tsk tsk, thinking of that scene, I'm destroying three rules. Forget it...
However, if it weren't for Zhang Shu Hua's hurtful words, Zhang Hao might not have been so ruthless!
Zhang Kuanglong watched Zhang Hao cleanly defeat Zhang Shu Hua, his gaze hardening. Although Zhang Shu Hua's cultivation was negligible to him, Zhang Hao being able to defeat him so easily proved that this kid was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
"Alright, this makes it interesting. Let you be proud for a while longer. When the time comes, I will severely humiliate you!" Zhang Kuanglong muttered.
In the distance, the Deputy Dean of Tianba Academy, Gu Long, smiled faintly at Zhang Yanwu and said, "Kid, you have strength, but you're still a bit too arrogant. Even with strength, your character is inferior. This kind of person still needs some tempering!"
Zhang Yanwu, who was beside him, heard this and a smile appeared on his Face. This was the result he wanted.
"Zhang Shu Hua's challenge failed, next challenger!"
Zhang Shu Hua had already been carried down. The next challenger was Zhang Dayong, ranked tenth.
As soon as Zhang Dayong stepped onto the stage, his gaze first fell on Zhang Hao.
"Damn it, you're challenging me again? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Although Zhang Hao had just easily defeated Zhang Shu Hua, being picked on as a soft persimmon twice in a row was extremely embarrassing. His gaze subconsciously lingered on Zhang Dayong's lower body. A malicious smile appeared on his Face.
Zhang Dayong was about to choose Zhang Hao as his challenge target, since no one stipulated that you couldn't challenge the same person twice in a row. However, when he inadvertently saw Zhang Hao staring maliciously at his lower body, his chrysanthemum instantly tightened. Thinking of how Zhang Shu Hua's chrysanthemum was blasted until it was crispy outside and tender inside, and how he was naked, Zhang Dayong felt a chill run down his spine. He heard that people whose chrysanthemums were blasted by this kid Zhang Hao couldn't defecate for several days. That was simply a great torture.
"I challenge Seven!"
Zhang Dayong roared.
Seven was none other than Zhang Jianfeng.
Zhang Jianfeng stepped out with a blank expression, accepting the challenge.
Zhang Dayong and Zhang Jianfeng had similar strength, and their battle was quite a spectacle. Finally, after three hundred moves, Zhang Jianfeng found an opportunity and defeated Zhang Dayong, retaining his ranking of Seven.
From then on, the top eight were finally all selected.
After the top eight elimination rounds, strong opponents would collide. The drawing of lots for grouping began again.
After drawing the lots. Zhang Jianfeng looked at Zhang Hao and smiled, "Boss, I have the Seven lot."
Zhang Hao took out his lot and looked, finding it was the Two lot.
"Boss, thankfully, we are not in the same zone," Zhang Jianfeng smiled.
Zhang Hao nodded, a smile also appearing on his Face. He was Two, in the upper zone. However, Zhang Kuanglong seemed to be in the lower zone. Zhang Hao looked at Jianfeng with some concern and said, "Jianfeng, Zhang Kuanglong is also in the lower zone. What if he causes trouble for you because of me then..."
Zhang Jianfeng smiled honestly and said, "Boss, please rest assured, I will protect myself well. Even if I encounter Zhang Kuanglong and can't defeat him, I can just surrender. I think I still have that ability."
Zhang Hao nodded slightly. He still trusted Zhang Jianfeng's strength. Zhang Jianfeng's cultivation was also at Martial Master First Heaven. Even if he couldn't defeat Zhang Kuanglong with this strength, he wouldn't at least not even have a chance to surrender.
At this moment, Zhang Kuanglong strode like a dragon and walked in front of Zhang Hao. He said coldly to Zhang Hao, "Zhang Hao, I am very surprised that you can enter the top eight. It's best if you can hold on until you fight me. At that time, I will definitely let you know what a waste is. Of course, with your strength, it's unlikely you can reach that step, because you are a complete and utter waste."
"A defeated subordinate is still so arrogant? When the time comes, I will let you know that a defeated subordinate is just a defeated subordinate, and has no right to be arrogant in front of the victor," Zhang Hao retorted.
"You..."
Zhang Kuanglong suddenly turned his head and glanced at Zhang Jianfeng, smiling faintly, "You seem to be in the lower zone too, hehe..."
After speaking, Zhang Kuanglong strode away.
Zhang Hao's expression immediately turned grim. Zhang Kuanglong's words before leaving were very clear. If he encountered Zhang Jianfeng in the lower zone, he would definitely not let him off.
Zhang Hao's next opponent was named Zhang Wanxiong. His name sounded cool, but he himself looked like a refined and gentle person. If you didn't know, you would think he was a scholar going to the capital for the imperial examination. Holding a fan in his hand, he looked as if he wasn't here for a martial arts competition, but for moon viewing.
"Damn, I've seen people act cool, but never someone this cool. And he's even this handsome while acting cool." Zhang Hao forcefully suppressed the urge to beat the opponent into a pig's head.
"Martial arts competition begins!" the Referee shouted.
"This humble one, Zhang Wanxiong!"
"Zhang Hao!"
"Brother Zhang Hao, right? I've watched your martial arts competition and know your strength is very high. As long as you can withstand three of my moves without being defeated, I will concede," Zhang Wanxiong smiled.
"Okay!" In Zhang Hao's intuition, he knew that this Zhang Wanxiong's strength should definitely not be underestimated.
"Swish!"
Zhang Hao felt a blur before his eyes, and Zhang Wanxiong's body appeared in front of him. With a flick of his folding fan, he chopped down towards Zhang Hao's shoulder.
Zhang Hao was startled. He secretly thought, what fast speed. Fortunately, his agility reached 15. His speed was definitely not weak either. In an instant, he reacted. He pushed off with his foot and dodged to the left.
Zhang Wanxiong's attack barely grazed Zhang Hao's shoulder and missed.
"That was close!" Zhang Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Zhang Hao dodge his prepared attack, Zhang Wanxiong was also a bit surprised. Without pausing, he attacked again, his folding fan turning into scattered stars as it struck down.
This time, Zhang Wanxiong's speed was even faster, doubling. He caught up to Zhang Hao. With a single strike, he chopped down. Seeing that Zhang Hao had no way to avoid it and was about to be defeated, a smile of victory even appeared on Zhang Wanxiong's Face.
