Zhang Hao looked at Murong Ziqian and said, "Zi Qian, don't worry! It's just receiving a palm strike, right? I really don't believe I can't even take one palm strike from Xiao Long."
"Zhang Hao, but Xiao Long is a Martial Grandmaster!" Murong Ziqian looked at Zhang Hao worriedly.
"Don't worry, as long as you don't use external forces, Young Master will allow you to use any means!" Xiao Long looked at Zhang Hao and said, pretending to be generous.
Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes, sneering inwardly. Xiao Long's words seemed generous, but in fact, he was warning him not to use the Emperor's Mark like he did in Tianwu Academy.
"Got it, I won't use the power of others," Zhang Hao said.
"That's good!"
Xiao Long looked at Zhang Hao, a killing intent flashing in his eyes. He turned to look at Elder Tu of the Hao Xian Sect and said, "Elder Tu, the parties involved have agreed. At this moment, you shouldn't have any objections, right?"
Elder Tu sighed. At this moment, how could he have any objections? He had originally thought Zhang Hao was a promising talent and wanted to cultivate him, but now it seemed he was just a hothead.
"Since he is willing, this Elder can't control it anymore," Elder Tu returned to his seat on the high platform, feeling resentful.
At this moment, Lan Haiping, Mo Qing, Liu Jie, Shi Lei, and others also gathered around. Lan Haiping looked at Zhang Hao with a hint of blame and said, "Kid, you need to think clearly. Xiao Long is a Martial Grandmaster, not the Half-Step Martial Ancestors you usually encounter."
"That's right! Zhang Hao, don't be impulsive," Liu Jie also advised from the side.
Zhang Hao shook his head, his expression firm, and said, "My decision is made."
Lan Haiping sighed, knowing that when this kid made up his mind, even ten horses couldn't pull him back. However, he also knew that Zhang Hao was not someone who didn't know the severity of the situation. The fact that he dared to do this might mean he had some hidden trump card.
In fact, Zhang Hao was indeed not unprepared. He remembered the pseudo-Divine Artifact, the Tianluo Umbrella, that he had obtained last time and hadn't used until now. The Tianluo Umbrella had abnormal defense. One minute was enough for Zhang Hao to withstand Xiao Long's palm strike. Of course, Zhang Hao would not reveal this trump card at this moment; he wanted to give Xiao Long a surprise.
"Zhang Hao!"
Murong Ziqian looked at Zhang Hao's determined expression. She knew he had made up his mind, but she still looked at him worriedly.
Zhang Hao smiled reassuringly at Murong Ziqian and said, "Zi Qian, don't worry, believe me. I still have a lot of private things to tell you later."
"Okay!"
Seeing Zhang Hao's teasing eyes, Murong Ziqian's cheeks flushed, and she nodded gently.
Xiao Long, who was high in the air, saw Zhang Hao and Murong Ziqian being so intimate in front of him. A killing intent surged in his heart, and he thought to himself, Zhang Hao, you are seeking death yourself, don't blame others.
At the same time, Zhang Hao thought of a very serious problem. He remembered that last time, his consciousness was blocked by Little Dragon. This time, he didn't want to repeat the same mistake. He immediately entered the System Store to search for items that could prevent his consciousness from being blocked.
As expected, in this System Store, as long as you have points, you can buy anything. He searched for several related items. However, permanent items, such as the anti-blocking iron pattern jade, required 1,000,000 points. This greatly exceeded Zhang Hao's affordability.
Fortunately, there was another option, a one-time anti-blocking talisman. Each talisman cost 1,000 points. Although it was a bit expensive, considering it was only one-time use, at this moment, Zhang Hao could only afford this kind. Therefore, he bought this anti-blocking talisman and immediately used it.
"Zhang Hao, are you ready?"
Xiao Long looked at Zhang Hao and asked indifferently, looking down from above, like a god judging all beings.
"Ready!"
Zhang Hao had already locked onto the Tianluo Umbrella with his consciousness, ready to immediately summon it to defend against Xiao Long's attack.
Xiao Long naturally knew that Zhang Hao was a bit strange. He might have strange items on him like last time. Therefore, he immediately used his powerful strength to try to cut off Zhang Hao's consciousness, preventing him from using items.
However, to Xiao Long's surprise, this time he couldn't cut off Zhang Hao's consciousness. As soon as his power approached the other party, it seemed to be swallowed by an invisible black hole, consuming his power. This discovery shocked Xiao Long.
"Hmph!"
Xiao Long's expression changed slightly. Although this was the case, he didn't pay too much attention to it. Even if Zhang Hao used an item, he didn't believe that the other party had any item that could withstand his palm strike.
There was a huge gap between the power of a Martial Grandmaster and a Martial King. What's more, Xiao Long was a Mid-level Martial Grandmaster. Let alone Zhang Hao, a Martial King, even a beginner-level Martial Grandmaster couldn't withstand his punch.
"Boom!"
Xiao Long struck down at Zhang Hao with a palm. To avoid any accidents, he used ten layers of his strength in this palm strike.
Heaven and earth trembled, and the surrounding ground shook. Martial Warriors who were slightly closer felt immense pressure, as if a huge rock was pressing on their chests.
"Such powerful strength."
Lan Haiping and the others couldn't help but retreat seven or eight steps, looking at Xiao Long with shocked expressions.
"Tianluo Umbrella!"
Zhang Hao immediately summoned the Tianluo Umbrella. The Tianluo Umbrella emitted a golden light and blocked in front of him.
With a "boom," Xiao Long's attack, like a tide, slammed onto Zhang Hao's Tianluo Umbrella.
But when this palm strike landed on Zhang Hao's Tianluo Umbrella, it disappeared without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.
Xiao Long was greatly surprised and muttered, "How is this possible? How did this palm strike disappear?"
"Could it be that umbrella?" Xiao Long looked at the Tianluo Umbrella that Zhang Hao had taken out and thought to himself.
"Damn it!"
Xiao Long couldn't help but strike down with another palm.
Zhang Hao had just received Xiao Long's palm strike and was about to put away the Tianluo Umbrella, but unexpectedly, Xiao Long struck down at him again with another palm.
This palm strike was like a towering mountain peak pressing down on him.
Fortunately, the duration of Zhang Hao's Tianluo Umbrella had not yet passed. Therefore, he quickly put the Tianluo Umbrella in front of him.
With a "boom," an explosion sounded.
Xiao Long's palm strike landed on Zhang Hao's Tianluo Umbrella. In this palm strike, Xiao Long used twelve layers of his strength, as if he wanted to shatter even the void.
"Boom!"
Xiao Long's palm strike hit Zhang Hao's Tianluo Umbrella again, creating a huge explosion.
Zhang Hao sneered inwardly, My Tianluo Umbrella is absolutely invincible for at least one minute. Let alone you, even if the King of Heaven came, he wouldn't be able to defeat me within at least one minute.
Xiao Long was shocked to find that his full-strength palm strike hadn't taken down Zhang Hao.
Just as Xiao Long was considering whether to strike down with another palm, Elder Tu of the Hao Xian Sect appeared.
"Xiao Long, do you have no shame? You went back on your word. Is this your second palm strike?"