"Zhang Hao, let me teach you a good lesson. Let you know that this place is not somewhere a piece of trash like you should be."
After Zhou Qiang finished speaking, he lunged towards Zhang Hao. A meter away from him, he threw a punch at Zhang Hao.
Exhale and shout!
This punch was fast, accurate, and vicious, faintly carrying the sound of thunder. It was as if the air was about to explode. The force of the punch completely locked onto Zhang Hao.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Hao's shoulder twitched, and his foot shifted in a misstep, swaying slightly.
Missed? How is that possible?
Zhou Qiang was somewhat surprised. His punch had locked onto Zhang Hao, yet it was dodged just like that. Zhou Qiang hadn't even seen how Zhang Hao avoided his punch.
Somewhat annoyed, Zhou Qiang snorted coldly and threw several more punches at Zhang Hao. Continuous punch shadows completely locked onto him. However, what surprised Zhou Qiang immensely was that even so, he still couldn't capture Zhang Hao's figure. Every time a punch aimed at Zhang Hao, it was always dodged by a hair's breadth. It was as if his fists were just grazing past Zhang Hao.
That feeling of constantly missing made Zhou Qiang want to vomit blood.
"Such powerful footwork!"
Beside them, Murong Fei, who was watching the battle, revealed a sharp glint in his eyes.
"Zhang Hao, do you only know how to dodge?" Unable to bear it any longer, Zhou Qiang roared.
"As you wish!"
Zhang Hao swayed and stopped, standing proudly.
Seeing that Zhang Hao finally stopped dodging, Zhou Qiang was overjoyed and shouted loudly.
"Tiger Roaring Fist!"
Zhou Qiang's tiger eyes widened in anger. This punch was heavy, weighing over a thousand pounds, like Mount Tai pressing down. The void could even faintly hear the roar of a tiger.
A mocking smile played on Zhang Hao's lips. Although Zhou Qiang's punch seemed incredibly powerful, it was full of flaws. When Zhou Qiang's punch was a meter away from him, Zhang Hao finally moved.
At the same instant, Zhou Qiang was greatly startled because he found that he had lost his target.
"Break for me!"
A sharp shout rang out.
Zhang Hao appeared in front of Zhou Qiang at some unknown point. A violent punch, as if carrying the power of World Creation, directly struck towards Zhou Qiang's body.
This punch instantly broke through Zhou Qiang's defense and slammed into Zhou Qiang's chest.
With a "bang!"
Zhou Qiang let out a muffled groan, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
With a "Snap!" sound, Zhou Qiang fell face down on the ground.
The surroundings were deathly silent for a few minutes. Zhou Qiang was defeated too quickly. Apart from a few people, not many saw how Zhou Qiang was defeated.
Zhou Qiang was seriously injured and was carried away.
The youths Martial Warriors looked at Zhang Hao with slightly more respect, but many still had playful looks in their eyes. After all, Zhou Qiang was only in the middle to lower ranks among the Martial Warriors. Defeating Zhou Qiang was not enough to completely change everyone's opinion of Zhang Hao.
Regardless, by defeating Zhou Qiang, Zhang Hao had at least gained one point.
After Zhang Hao defeated Zhou Qiang, there was a moment of awkwardness. It was clear that in the beginning of the Martial Arts Assembly, everyone intended to observe their opponents' strength and were not in a hurry to make a move.
Murong Fei, perhaps seeing that no one was stepping forward, prepared to go himself. After his gaze swept over his strong opponents in the arena, such as Du Hai, Yun Qiuyu, Li Jinwen, and Wang Taizhen, it finally landed on a youth from the Bai Family.
"Brother Bai Zhansong, please enlighten me!" Murong Fei was polite and smiled, making it easy for people to like him.
"Crown Prince, please!" Bai Zhansong left his seat and cupped his fist in front of Murong Fei.
Zhang Hao smiled slightly, knowing that Murong Fei also didn't want to challenge overly strong opponents at the beginning. However, he learned from Du Tao that this Murong Fei was an absolute master, and if he wanted to win first place and get the Bone-Setting Life-Extending Pill, this Murong Fei would definitely be an insurmountable obstacle. He had to carefully observe the opponent's strength.
Zhang Hao didn't know what weapon Murong Fei used yet, but seeing Murong Fei facing his opponent empty-handed, his boxing and kicking skills were clearly good.
Bai Zhansong used a saber. Perhaps knowing that Murong Fei was a formidable enemy, he immediately launched a fierce attack from the start, hoping to force Murong Fei into disarray with his wild attacks and then achieve victory.
"Thirteen Waves Breaking Sabers!"
Bai Zhansong shouted loudly. The sharp saber light, like mercury pouring down, was continuous and enveloped Murong Fei under his saber momentum. Every strike left no blind spots.
Chest, abdomen, and arms were all locked by the saber light.
The youths Martial Warriors held their breath, watching the two's match.
Although Bai Zhansong was definitely not among the top tier of the youths Martial Warriors present, his strength could not be underestimated. This battle was truly exciting.
Even Zhang Hao watched intently.
"Zhang Hao, how many moves do you think it will take for Bai Zhansong and the Crown Prince to decide the winner?"
Before Zhang Hao could answer, Du Tao laughed and said, "Perhaps it will take more than a hundred moves."
Zhang Hao said indifferently, "If Murong Fei truly makes a move, three moves will be enough to end the battle."
Du Tao looked at Zhang Hao with suspicion and asked, "Are you so sure?"
Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you see that Murong Fei has been effortless from beginning to end? He hasn't actively attacked, and his occasional moves were just to block. He's doing this just to avoid ending the battle too early."
Du Tao glanced at Zhang Hao and said thoughtfully, "Just like you were doing just now."
Zhang Hao smiled and didn't answer.
"Hmph, talking nonsense. Although the Crown Prince is strong, I have also fought against Bai Zhansong. I believe it will take at least ten moves for the Crown Prince to defeat Bai Zhansong."
The speaker was Bai He from the Bai Family, whom Zhang Hao and Ning Xue had seen in front of the Huangjiang Restaurant earlier. Bai Zhansong was also a Martial Warrior of the Bai Family. He naturally disliked Zhang Hao looking down on the Bai Family.
Zhang Hao glanced at Bai He, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Brother Bai He, do you also want to learn from Zhou Qiang and eat the table? If so, shall we make a bet? If I lose, I'll eat the corner of this table in front of me. If you lose, you do the same. How about it?"
Bai He thought of the scene where Zhou Qiang lost earlier and immediately stammered, not daring to speak.
"Hmph, if you don't have the guts, don't whine and be annoying," Zhang Hao scoffed.
Ning Xue also paid attention to Murong Fei and Bai Zhansong in the arena and asked Zhang Hao, "Do you really think that if Murong Fei actively attacked, Bai Zhansong wouldn't be able to withstand three moves?"
"Mm!" Zhang Hao nodded slightly.
Ning Xue was somewhat surprised, but still puzzled. Although she could tell that Bai Zhansong was definitely no match for Murong Fei, she couldn't see the exact difference in strength. But how did Zhang Hao judge it so accurately?
Suddenly, the situation in the arena changed.
Murong Fei finally took the initiative to attack. Bai Zhansong brought down a powerful 'Splitting Mount Hua' move, aiming directly at Murong Fei's shoulder. The dazzling saber light drew a sharp arc in the void.
Murong Fei flicked his finger, instantly deflecting Bai Zhansong's saber. Then he closed in and punched towards Bai Zhansong's chest.
Bai Zhansong was greatly alarmed. He pushed off with his foot, leaned back, and simultaneously withdrew his saber to block in front of him.
Murong Fei smiled faintly, changing his fist into a finger, and flicked it heavily on Bai Zhansong's saber blade. Bai Zhansong felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth, and the long saber in his hand was shaken open. Murong Fei instantly closed in and grabbed Bai Zhansong's neck.
"You've yielded," Murong Fei said with a smile.