At this moment, the students from Tianwu Academy also arrived. There were also students from other Colleges.
"Zhang Hao, you're okay?" Ye Yunshang was very surprised to see Zhang Hao standing in the crowd.
In the crowd from Wushuang Academy, Ye Qingrou also saw Zhang Hao. After learning that Zhang Hao was being hunted by the two Colleges, she was very worried about him. But seeing that Zhang Hao was fine now, she was still very surprised.
"Strange, how is Zhang Hao with them? Why didn't they fight?" Ye Qingrou was a little surprised.
"Zhang Hao, your little lady is here, hehe!" Gong Wencai looked at Zhang Hao with a half-smile, his tone carrying a hint of threat.
Ye Yunshang walked to Zhang Hao's side, her beautiful eyes looking at him with concern.
"I'm fine!" Zhang Hao gently held Ye Yunshang's small hand and gave her a comforting smile.
Mo Qing also looked at Zhang Hao with some surprise, clearly finding it strange that Zhang Hao could be here peacefully with people from the two Colleges.
"Remember what I said earlier, be careful of your little lover." Seeing that Zhang Hao didn't respond to him, Gong Wencai gave a cold smile.
"If you want your Face to feel good again, I don't mind helping!" Zhang Hao looked at Gong Wencai with a half-smile, his eyes sharp.
Gong Wencai's breath hitched. How could he not know that Zhang Hao was threatening him? But he also knew that this place was very strange, and if he offended Zhang Hao and got hit again in front of everyone, it would indeed look very bad. Being publicly humiliated by Zhang Hao like this made him feel very stifled, but he didn't dare to retort. What if Zhang Hao really slapped him again, and he couldn't resist? So, he just snorted and didn't speak anymore.
"Huh!"
Mo Qing was a little surprised, clearly not knowing when this Gong Wencai had become so easy to talk to. If it were before, if Zhang Hao had said that, Gong Wencai would have already chased him down. But now the atmosphere between them seemed a bit strange. Had they missed something earlier?
Gong Wencai and the others were naturally unwilling to accept such a failure at this moment.
"Jiang Xinwu, let's go try that Restriction. I still don't believe that with so many of us together, we can't break this Restriction!" Gong Wencai said, looking at Jiang Xinwu.
Jiang Xinwu's gaze narrowed, and he nodded slightly, "Okay, I want to try it too!"
Gong Wencai unleashed his strongest attack.
"Overlord Spear Kill!"
A sharp attack pierced towards the Restriction.
But this sharp attack was like thunder without rain to the barrier; it had no effect at all. Instead, a powerful force bounced back from the Restriction, causing the energy and blood in Gong Wencai's chest to surge.
"What a strong Restriction!" Gong Wencai's expression was a little unpleasant.
"I'll do it!"
Jiang Xinwu also unleashed his strongest move, slashing towards the Restriction.
However, Jiang Xinwu didn't fare much better than Gong Wencai. A powerful and sharp force vibrated back from the Restriction, causing Jiang Xinwu's energy and blood to surge and a mouthful of blood to rise.
Although he had been mentally prepared, Jiang Xinwu still didn't expect there to be such a powerful rebound force here.
"Let's organize people from the two Colleges to attack this Restriction together. The two of us can't do it, but gathering everyone's strength should work," Gong Wencai said reluctantly.
"That's right!" Jiang Xinwu also agreed with Gong Wencai's method.
The Old Man was a little disdainful. Although the first method was relatively direct and simple, the requirements were also very high. One should know that this Tian Yuan Pavilion was a Secret Realm set up by an ancient Sect for its Disciples. And the Disciples of the Sect at that time were much stronger than they are now. To break this Restriction without the cultivation of the Wu Zong Realm, even a hundred Martial Kings (high stage) attacking together would be useless. These people were too overconfident.
As expected, although Gong Wencai and Jiang Xinwu rallied the students from the two Colleges to launch attack after attack, they still returned in frustration.
"Damn it, how is this possible!" Jiang Xinwu gritted his teeth, feeling unhappy.
Gong Wencai's expression was also gloomy.
Ye Yunshang looked at Zhang Hao and asked, "Zhang Hao, what's going on?"
Mo Qing was also a little curious, as they had arrived late and didn't know the rules here. Only after Zhang Hao's explanation did they understand this strange assessment. The first type of assessment was still considered normal. The second type of assessment actually required singing a song. For Martial Warriors nowadays, who would go sing? Moreover, the song the Old Man wanted had restrictions; it had to be passionate and surging. Passion could also be described as fiery or stirring.
Although Ye Yunshang could sing, she belonged to the graceful and restrained style, which was different from the type the Old Man liked. Clearly, it didn't meet the requirements.
Ye Yunshang looked at Zhang Hao and smiled bitterly, "It seems no one can obtain the Opportunity inside here?"
Zhang Hao, however, smiled faintly, "That's not necessarily true!"
Zhang Hao smiled slightly, also knowing that he had to make a move at this moment.
Saying this, Zhang Hao stepped forward.
"Let me do it!" Zhang Hao's voice was very confident, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding Martial Warriors.
Jiang Xinwu and Gong Wencai on the side naturally didn't believe that this guy Zhang Hao could sing any good songs. In fact, on the True Martial Continent, martial arts reigned supreme. While arts like zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting existed, they were considered unorthodox paths and low-tier by Martial Warriors, and no one cared about them. Only some Martial Warriors who dabbled in refined arts would study them slightly, and that was just a slight study. They still wouldn't attach much importance to them.
Of course, no one knew that tens of thousands of years ago on the True Martial Continent, although martial arts were prosperous, arts like zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting were still very popular. Every true martial arts powerhouse was proficient in all of them. They used these arts to comprehend the Dao and understand the true essence of martial arts. It was only later that these arts gradually declined on the True Martial Continent. No great power paid attention to them anymore, and no great power could comprehend the Dao through them. This was also the reason why martial arts gradually declined later.
The Old Man looked at Zhang Hao with his cloudy eyes, as if trying to see through his soul.
"Senior, please enlighten me!"
Because the Old Man had experienced previous disappointments, he didn't have much expectation for Zhang Hao at this moment.
Although he was just a wisp of a remnant soul, his love for music had not disappeared with the passage of time. Instead, it had become even more persistent.
"Has music declined this much? Alas!" The Old Man was very disappointed, his expression melancholic.
In the past, the Old Man's passion for music was even greater than that for martial arts. Although he was now just a remnant soul, this obsession had not disappeared.
"What song are you planning to sing?"
Perhaps the confidence Zhang Hao carried infected the Old Man, and the Old Man became slightly interested in him.
"A Laugh in the Vast Sea!"
A strange light flashed in the Old Man's eyes. Perhaps he also felt that the song title was very imposing and couldn't help but feel a little anticipation. He stroked his beard and smiled, "A good song title! Begin! If you satisfy this Old Man, this Old Man will grant you passage."