"How dare you kill people from our Nangong Family."
That Middle Stage Martial King was enraged. He was about to make a move.
"Heh heh, what's so great about your Nangong Family people?"
Just at this moment, a lazy voice came from behind Zhang Yaobang.
"Zhang Hao!"
When Zhang Yaobang saw Zhang Hao, his heart settled considerably.
"You greenhorn brat, still wet behind the ears, you have no place speaking here." The Middle Stage Martial King saw the sixteen or seventeen-year-old youths and snorted.
"Oh really? Weren't you just looking for someone? Young Master just happens to know their whereabouts." Zhang Hao said lazily.
"What do you know?" The Middle Stage Martial King standing in the middle quickly asked.
"I know a youths named Nangong Hai. He's tall, quite sleazy. Not as handsome as me..." Zhang Hao described him.
"Ah, you mean Hai'er. Where is he now?"
The Middle Stage Martial King's voice was a bit agitated. He was precisely the Nangong Family's Third Elder, Nan Gongliang, and Nangong Hai was his son. This time, after being sent to Ninghai City by the Family, he disappeared. Nan Gongliang arrived in Ninghai City and couldn't get in touch. That's why he was so agitated after hearing news of Nangong Hai.
"Oh, him? He was killed by me." Zhang Hao said as if it were a matter of course.
"What? You killed Hai'er. How could you have killed Hai'er?" Nan Gongliang was greatly startled.
"What's so strange about that? I even killed Nangong Jin, so why couldn't I kill a mere Nangong Hai?" Zhang Hao looked very disdainful.
"What? You are Zhang Hao?" Nan Gongliang was extremely shocked. His killing intent flared.
Zhang Hao shook his head dismissively and said, "Only reacting now? Too stupid. It seems the Elders of your Nangong Family aren't very intelligent!"
Nan Gongliang was furious, thinking of Zhang Hao saying he killed Nangong Hai. He gritted his teeth, looked at Zhang Hao, and asked, "Did you really kill Hai'er?"
Zhang Hao said indifferently, "Why don't you believe it? I can describe it: Nangong Hai was killed by a single strike from my knife. He died spectacularly, exploding like fireworks after one strike. Very brilliant... and he could even be recycled, used as fertilizer for the flowers and grass by the roadside. Isn't there a saying that describes it well? 'Died in his proper place'."
"Ah! You're infuriating me to death. You actually dared to kill Hai'er, I want you dead!"
Nan Gongliang now believed that Nangong Hai had died by Zhang Hao's hand. From Zhang Hao's tone, the other party didn't seem to be lying.
Under the attack of rage, Nan Gongliang's long knife was unsheathed. He flew over, and instantly a sharp knife light slashed down. Invisible Knife Intent locked onto Zhang Hao.
Destruction Knife Intent?
Zhang Hao frowned, just as a terrifying knife qi came slashing. Moreover, it possessed complete Knife Intent. This instantly amplified the power of the opponent's strike by more than ten times. The surrounding void violently trembled. The ground around Zhang Hao violently shook under this strike.
Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes, let out a cold snort, and stomped his foot on the ground. The earth immediately became still. He said indifferently, "Let me experience your Destruction Knife Intent!"
Zhang Hao's knife was not unsheathed. Instead of retreating, he advanced.
"Luo Han Fist!"
Zhang Hao unleashed the Luo Han Fist to its limit. Although it was only a Mystic Rank Top-Grade Martial Skill, Zhang Hao had cultivated it to the realm of perfection. The power of this Luo Han Fist had long since far surpassed its original level.
"Boom!"
Zhang Hao's fist fiercely struck the blade. An invisible knife qi penetrated Zhang Hao's protective energy and pierced his skin.
However, Zhang Hao's God-Demon Overlord Body Art had already been cultivated to Martial King Sixth Heaven. His defense was also abnormally strong. Although Nan Gongliang's knife technique was powerful, how could it harm him? However, under the sharpness of that strike, Zhang Hao also felt his fist was slightly numb.
"What?" Nan Gongliang saw that his strike had not broken through Zhang Hao's fist. He felt very astonished.
"Go to hell!"
Nan Gongliang was enraged to the extreme, madly forming a knife net with several strikes, slashing down towards Zhang Hao.
"Scram!"
Zhang Hao unleashed the Luo Han Fist to its limit. Nan Gongliang's knife technique was always unable to do anything to Zhang Hao. Instead, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
The other two Martial Kings were also greatly startled upon seeing Nan Gongliang at a disadvantage, clearly not expecting that a wet-behind-the-ears brat could be so powerful. They also joined the battle.
Three Martial Kings jointly attacked Zhang Hao. In the sky, the four fought fiercely. Layers of energy waves formed storms in the void, scattering the Zhang Family main courtyard.
However, no one paid attention to these things; everyone was focused on the battle above the void. When Zhang Yaobang saw three Martial Kings jointly attacking his grandson, his heart also felt a cold sweat for Zhang Hao. He only knew that Zhang Hao was a Martial King, but he always thought Zhang Hao was at most Martial King First Heaven. As for higher levels, he didn't dare to imagine. Therefore, when Zhang Hao was surrounded by three Martial Kings, Zhang Yaobang was very apprehensive.
"Zhang Hao, you must not be in trouble."
Zhang Yaobang looked at the figures fighting in the void with great worry. He only hated himself for being useless and unable to help his beloved grandson fight.
"Grandpa Zhang, don't worry, Zhang Hao will be fine."
The only ones relatively calm at the scene were Ning Xue, Yun Qiuyu, Song Sitian, and Gao Xinyu. After all, they had seen battles even more intense than this. And although these three Martial Kings were also strong in cultivation, there was still a big gap compared to the Martial King (high stage) Zhang Hao killed outside Ninghai City. The reason Zhang Hao hadn't ended the battle yet was that the girls were guessing if Zhang Hao was using the opponents to temper himself.
The girls' guess was correct. Zhang Hao was indeed using the three Middle Stage Martial Kings to temper his combat skills. Otherwise, if Zhang Hao used his knife technique, resolving these three so-called Martial King Middle Stage wouldn't be too easy. It's just that for a long time, although Zhang Hao's cultivation had improved quickly, his combat experience hadn't been too strong. The connection between moves was insufficient, which was something he needed to improve. Otherwise, no matter how fast his cultivation improved, weak combat skills would still somewhat affect his fighting strength.
The three Martial Kings were now in a difficult position. Three Middle Stage Martial Kings surrounding and attacking a wet-behind-the-ears brat, and even being beaten back step by step by the opponent – this was simply unheard of. Since when was a wet-behind-the-ears brat so powerful?
Zhang Hao also felt it was about time. The cultivation of these three was still a bit weak. Otherwise, it would have been more helpful to him.
Zhang Hao clenched his hand into a fist, and his whole body's bones emitted crisp cracking sounds. An increasingly terrifying power was condensing within his body.
"Sun Heart!"
"Lung Splitting!"
"Severed Liver and Intestines!"
Zhang Hao met the three charging Martial Kings and unleashed three explosive punches.
The space within a ten-meter radius, under Zhang Hao's terrifying bombardment, exploded inch by inch.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The three Martial Kings screamed and were instantly sent flying.