Soon, Zhang Wanxiong's smile came to an abrupt halt. Because what was in front of him was just an illusion. But his reaction was very quick, and he soon found the true body on the right. He swung his fan down again. He slashed towards the other figure. The sharp fan wind cut a crescent arc through the void. It seemed as if it would explode the void.
Zhang Wanxiong's strike instantly landed on Zhang Zekai's body. What surprised Zhang Wanxiong was that this strike still missed.
"Damn, both these moves are illusions?"
Zhang Wanxiong was extremely surprised. He looked up and saw Zhang Hao standing leisurely ten meters away, watching him.
"Your speed is quite fast," Zhang Hao said sincerely.
If not for Zhang Hao's entry-level Swallow Shadow Drift, he would have suffered a great loss.
"Are you still fighting?" Zhang Hao looked at Zhang Wanxiong.
Zhang Wanxiong waved his hand and said, "No more fighting. My most brilliant point is speed, but your movement technique is too strange. You can create three illusions, completely countering my speed. Fighting you is purely seeking abuse."
"I surrender!" Zhang Wanxiong cupped his fist towards Zhang Hao irritably.
"You've allowed me to win!" Zhang Hao chuckled.
After defeating his first opponent in the upper bracket, Zhang Hao's last opponent in the upper bracket would be the Little Spear God, Zhang Yuqiang.
Zhang Hao walked off the stage, and Zhang Yuqiang's cold gaze fell upon him. More than anything, it was disdain.
"Boss, your next opponent is Zhang Yuqiang," Zhang Jianfeng said, looking at Zhang Hao with a smile.
"Hmm, you also defeated your opponent?" Zhang Hao asked, looking at Zhang Jianfeng.
Zhang Jianfeng nodded slightly and said solemnly, "If there are no surprises, my next opponent will be Zhang Kuanglong."
Zhang Hao recalled Zhang Kuanglong's previous malicious gaze. A slight unease rose in his heart. He looked at Zhang Jianfeng and said, "Jianfeng, listen to me. As soon as you get on stage, surrender immediately. Don't try to be brave. At this moment, you are far from his opponent."
Zhang Jianfeng nodded.
If you were to say who the most powerful person is right now, it would definitely be Zhang Kuanglong. He defeats his opponents like tearing down rotten wood. Except for Zhang Xiangyu, who barely lasted ten moves under Zhang Kuanglong. No one else could last more than three moves in his hands. They were defeated.
Zhang Hao personally witnessed Zhang Xiangyu's surrender. Zhang Xiangyu had trained hard for so long precisely to defeat Zhang Kuanglong, not wanting the gap between them to widen after a year. He was defeated after only ten moves.
Looking at the injured Zhang Xiangyu's somewhat dejected expression, Zhang Hao walked over to him, took out a bottle of healing Dan, and handed it to him, saying, "This is for you. Swallow it, and you'll recover faster."
Zhang Xiangyu looked at Zhang Hao dejectedly and said, "Are you pitying me?"
"No, I can see that if he hadn't awakened the Rising Sun Heavenly Yang Bloodline, he would not be your opponent," Zhang Hao said seriously.
"Rising Sun Heavenly Yang, huh? Hahaha, losing is losing. I, Zhang Xiangyu, will not make any excuses."
Zhang Xiangyu gave Zhang Hao a deep look and said, "I accept your kindness. If... you encounter Zhang Kuanglong, you must be careful of him. His strength is indeed terrifying."
After speaking, Zhang Xiangyu turned and strode away. Although his back looked somewhat dejected, Zhang Hao could sense a strong will to fight emanating from him.
Zhang Hao looked at Zhang Xiangyu's retreating figure and said with heartfelt admiration, "You are indeed worthy of being the Zhang Family's peerless Genius. Zhang Kuanglong did not break you. The next time we meet, perhaps it will be when you have been reborn."
Is the Rising Sun Heavenly Yang Bloodline that terrifying? I'm actually looking forward to it a bit.
Zhang Hao's next opponent is Zhang Yuqiang. The Little Spear God? However, upon hearing the rumors about this Little Spear God, his expression became somewhat gloomy. Many opponents who lost to him were crippled by him. Many had even surrendered. He was simply vicious by nature. Therefore, Zhang Hao had no good feelings towards this so-called Little Spear God.
What made Zhang Hao even more depressed was that the betting house had completely prohibited his bets. Even having someone else place bets for him was not allowed. The betting house had investigated all his connections thoroughly.
"Boss, you don't know, the odds for your match are 1:15, while Zhang Yuqiang's are 2:1!"
Holy crap, my odds are so high, but unfortunately, the betting house won't accept my bets. At this moment, Zhang Hao felt like pounding his chest and stamping his feet.
Although Zhang Hao's recent performance had been eye-catching, this time his opponent was the Little Spear God. Few people believed he could create another miracle.
"Hehe, if you weren't my Boss, I might have bet on the Little Spear God too!" Zhang Jianfeng gave a dry chuckle.
Zhang Hao: "..."
Next match
"Zhang Hao versus Zhang Yuqiang," the Referee announced.
This battle was considered the most eye-catching one in the final rounds.
One of the opposing sides was Zhang Hao, who had been an underdog all the way. Although previously, everyone thought Zhang Hao relied on luck. However, after Zhang Hao defeated his opponents like tearing down rotten wood in the Top Ten Challenge, no one held that view anymore.
However, Zhang Hao was facing the Little Spear God, Zhang Yuqiang, and no one thought he could remain an underdog until the end again. After all, Zhang Yuqiang was one of the top three seeded players in this tournament.
"Zhang Hao, you are not my opponent. I can give you a chance; surrender immediately," Zhang Yuqiang said indifferently.
Looking at Zhang Yuqiang's arrogant gaze, Zhang Zekai sneered in his heart.
"You are not worthy!" Zhang Hao said indifferently.
"Then let me tell you whether I am worthy or not..."
Zhang Yuqiang lunged towards Zhang Hao like an arrow, and at the same time, his long spear instantly thrust out more than a dozen times.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Hao also simultaneously threw more than a dozen punches, each one hitting the tip of Zhang Yuqiang's spear. He broke open all of Zhang Yuqiang's attacks.
"What powerful strength!"
Zhang Hao could feel that the long spear in Zhang Yuqiang's hand was definitely not an ordinary item; it should weigh at least five hundred jin. This thought made him feel shocked.
At the same time, Zhang Yuqiang was also a bit surprised. Zhang Hao could actually block his attacks with his bare hands. This further fueled his killing intent.
"Blood Surge Spear!"
A faint red light flickered from the long spear in Zhang Yuqiang's hand. Its power was several times stronger than before. Every thrust carried an irresistible force.
Zhang Hao's brows furrowed, and he used the perfected Luo Han Fist.
In an instant, an illusionary figure of a Luo Han with closed eyes appeared behind Zhang Hao.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The irresistible spear shadows and the furious Luo Han Fist clashed continuously in the void. The void trembled, and energy surged. After clashing for more than ten breaths, a fist shadow crushed the faint red spear light and drove straight in.
Zhang Yuqiang grunted. He retreated four or five steps, looking at Zhang Hao with a shocked expression.
"Interesting. This is just the beginning!" Zhang Yuqiang grinned, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
"This Young Master is just warming up too!" Zhang Hao retorted.
