No one was surprised that Murong Fei defeated Bai Zhansong; what was surprising was his speed. Defeating Bai Zhansong in three moves gave the Martial Warriors a deeper understanding of Murong Fei's combat power. The vast majority of people already considered him a hot favorite for first place in the Martial Arts Assembly. No one wanted to meet him prematurely.
"Zhang Hao, come down and fight!" Bai He's stern gaze fell upon him.
Zhang Hao felt a bit helpless. He didn't expect that even after defeating Zhou Qiang, he was still being treated like a soft persimmon! It seemed he had to use more methods to change the impression of himself as a weakling.
"As you wish!"
Zhang Hao stepped into the arena and stood before Bai Zhansong.
"You were very arrogant just now! I don't mind letting you suffer a bit more!" Bai Zhansong looked at Zhang Hao arrogantly.
"Is that so!" Zhang Hao was noncommittal.
Zhang Hao's disdainful look ignited a surge of anger in Bai Zhansong's heart. He snorted coldly, looking at him, and said, "Zhang Hao, if you let your female companion drink with me tonight, I might consider letting you off the hook and letting you suffer less."
Zhang Hao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he smiled faintly, "You have successfully angered me. Now, consider how I can make you suffer less!"
Bai He laughed wantonly, "Zhang Hao, you are simply arrogant! Do you think you can speak so brazenly just because you defeated Zhou Qiang? I will show you how big the gap between us is."
After the Referee announced the start of the match, Bai He snorted coldly. He even flickered, pouncing towards Zhang Hao like a phantom.
Although Bai He seemed very fast, in Zhang Hao's eyes, it was nothing.
"Luo Han Fist!"
The Luo Han Fist, at the Grandmaster level, was unleashed, directly striking at the heart of the enemy.
The powerful force directly shattered all of Bai He's attacks, leaving Bai He astonished. He immediately changed direction and charged at Zhang Hao again.
"Furious Dragon Claw!"
The overwhelming claw shadows were like roaring Furious Dragons.
"Overestimating yourself!"
"Luo Han Fist!"
Zhang Hao stomped on the ground, his body leaping up like a leopard, and he unleashed a fierce punch. The punch, heavy with power, smashed down.
The powerful punch shattered all the surrounding claw shadows, directly striking Bai He's chest.
"Uh!"
Bai He groaned. He was forced back seven or eight steps. A surge of blood rose, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"I'm injured, I'm injured, how is this possible..."
Bai He was greatly startled, feeling extremely unbelievable. A surge of anger rose in his heart, and he muttered, "Damn it, he's just a waste, why can he injure me, why can he injure me!"
When he looked at Zhang Hao, he found Zhang Hao giving a mysterious smile.
Bai He's heart trembled, feeling uneasy.
"Furious Dragon Claw!"
Bai He curled his five fingers and unleashed layers of claw shadows at Zhang Hao, covering him from above. Each claw had the power to pierce metal and crack stone.
"Kid, I will definitely tear you to shreds and let you know the consequences of offending me."
Bai He's claw had completely sealed off all of Zhang Hao's escape routes. In his opinion, Zhang Hao could not escape the fate of being splattered with blood on the spot.
"Bang!" Bai He's claw shadow had already struck Zhang Hao's shoulder.
He seemed to see Zhang Hao getting injured and falling to the ground, surrendering to him. But the next second, Bai He felt something was wrong. His claw had clearly hit Zhang Hao's shoulder, but there was no feeling of hitting a solid body. It felt like hitting a phantom.
"How is this possible..."
At the same time, Zhang Hao had unleashed Swallow Shadow Drift, bypassing Bai He and appearing behind him.
"Chrysanthemum Remains!"
Zhang Hao hadn't used this move in a long time. He really missed it. Looking at Bai He's large buttocks, he chuckled, muttering, "Looking at this butt, the foot feel should be quite good. Let's try it!"
"Bang!"
Zhang Hao kicked Bai He's buttocks fiercely.
Bai He was searching for Zhang Hao's trace when suddenly, he felt an itch in his buttocks, and a tearing force erupted from his buttocks. Immediately, he let out a scream. Bai He flew out like an arrow released from a bowstring.
Bai He was knocked back over ten meters, lying on the ground, his whole body almost falling apart.
Seeing the shy and mocking gazes of the surrounding girls, Bai He suddenly realized what had happened. He felt dizzy and instantly fainted.
After defeating Bai He with overwhelming force, Zhang Hao felt the gazes around him, which were no longer contemptuous but deeply wary.
After all, defeating Bai He and defeating Zhou Qiang were two different concepts. If Zhou Qiang was only in the lower-middle tier, then Bai He could definitely be considered in the upper-middle tier, although not yet in the top tier.
Zhang Hao returned to his seat. He immediately felt several sharp gazes fall upon him, from Li Jinwen, Wang Taizhen, and Du Hai. It was clear that these people already considered him a competitor.
"Zhang Hao, you're awesome!" Du Tao gave Zhang Hao a thumbs up.
As soon as Zhang Hao sat down, Ning Xue smiled at him and said, "You kid, you actually used that move again, making his pants explode. It's too funny."
Zhang Hao smiled faintly and said, "Now, I only use this move on people I dislike. This time, he deserved it."
After Zhang Hao achieved two consecutive victories, Murong Fei, Li Jinwen, Wang Taizhen, Du Hai, and the earlier Xiao Han also achieved victories in the second round.
In the first two rounds, it was still possible to avoid some strong opponents. In the third round, some strong opponents had to face each other head-on.
In the third round, Zhang Hao was challenged by Xiao Han. Although Xiao Han was a strength-type Martial Warrior who had fought in life-and-death situations for a long time and had rich combat experience, he was still not Zhang Hao's opponent. Zhang Hao used his movement technique to find a weakness and defeated him with a single punch.
For strength-type Martial Warriors, Zhang Hao was their nightmare. No matter how strong their power was, it was useless if they couldn't hit their opponent.
However, Zhang Hao had a good impression of Xiao Han, who was an upright and straightforward man. He did not make him lose too badly, only stopping when necessary.
"Thank you, Zhang Brother, for showing mercy. Xiao Han is sincerely defeated," Xiao Han said with a simple smile, knowing that Zhang Hao was being courteous.
"Haha, Xiao Han Brother is too humble. Xiao Brother is very much to my liking. Let's drink together if we have a chance," Zhang Hao laughed heartily.
"Definitely!" Xiao Han cupped his fists.
Zhang Hao achieved three consecutive victories. This was a rare feat in the Martial Arts Assembly.
Although everyone had to participate in five matches, after losing one match, they had essentially lost the qualification to compete for the top three. Only by maintaining a winning streak could they have a chance to compete for the top three positions.
After the third round, only Zhang Hao, Li Jinwen, Wang Taizhen, Murong Fei, Yun Qiuyu, and a few others, totaling over ten people, still maintained their winning streaks.