Liu Mengyao made her move. This move was extremely fast, describing it as sweeping everything before it wouldn't be an exaggeration. In an instant, she shattered all of that Martial Warrior's techniques.
Liu Mengyao's sword was thus placed horizontally across that Martial Warrior's neck. She said indifferently, "You've yielded."
Zhang Hao's brow furrowed slightly. It seemed Liu Mengyao had indeed held back during their previous exchange. She was definitely a difficult opponent to deal with. Next time they fought, he would also have to be careful.
After Liu Mengyao stepped down from the stage, her eyes, like radar, immediately found Zhang Hao. Looking at Zhang Hao standing in the crowd, she smiled faintly.
This smile seemed like a provocation.
Of course, the Martial Warriors below the stage didn't think so. They thought Liu Mengyao was smiling at them.
"Look quickly, my goddess is smiling at me, look quickly," a Martial Warrior said.
"Who said she's smiling at you? She's smiling at me. You're so ugly, how could she smile at you?"
Listening to the words of the surrounding Martial Warriors, Zhang Hao shook his head and smiled. He was indeed thinking about Liu Mengyao's inexplicable smile just now. He muttered, "Was that smile of Liu Mengyao's meant to declare war on me?"
If, at this moment, many Outer Sect Disciples still looked down on Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao believed that Liu Mengyao would not. After all, Zhang Hao had exchanged blows with Liu Mengyao, and Liu Mengyao was very clear about Zhang Hao's strength. After all, in that battle, Zhang Hao was still able to retreat unharmed.
Forget it, I won't think about this anymore. At this moment, the most important thing is to win first place on the Fifth Battle Stage before considering anything else.
Finally, it was time for the battle between Zhang Hao and Gun Hou Yu Zongbao. This battle, for the vast majority of people, didn't have much to watch. After all, the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great. One was Gun Hou Yu Zongbao, one of the top experts on the Fifth Battle Stage. And Zhang Hao, although he had won two matches before, in the eyes of many Disciples on the Fifth Battle Stage, he was still a weakling. The reason he could win before was purely due to luck. After all, no one could forget that Zhang Hao only displayed a strength of 3.2 million jin during the assessment. This strength, for many people, was simply extremely weak.
And the odds of this bet were simply Heaven-Defying. The odds for Zhang Hao losing were 50 to 1, while the odds for Yu Zongbao losing were 1 to 60.
After learning about this bet, Zhang Hao was also angered. He resolutely took out 10,000 high-grade crystal stones and had Liu Jie place the bet. This was simply too much bullying. How could the odds be so low?
On the battle stage, Yu Zongbao and Zhang Hao faced each other from a distance. Yu Zongbao looked at Zhang Hao and said indifferently, "Zhang Hao, I've heard much about you."
Zhang Hao said indifferently, "Oh? Young Master truly doesn't know if what you said is the truth or a lie."
Yu Zongbao looked at Zhang Hao and said indifferently, "I'll give you a chance, kill yourself!"
"Hahaha..."
Zhang Hao suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly, saying to Yu Zongbao, "Heh heh, do you know? Someone said that to me before too. In the end, his fate was very miserable. I hope your fate will be a little better than his."
Yu Zongbao looked at Zhang Hao and smiled faintly, "Don't compare me to that person, he was just trash!"
"Is that so? But in Young Master's eyes, you aren't much better than him," Zhang Hao said with a calm smile.
Below the battle stage, there were quite a few Disciples watching.
Although for many people, this battle had almost no suspense, it was precisely such a battle without suspense that was artificially created with many small suspense elements.
"Brother Liu, how many moves do you think Gun Hou can use to finish his opponent in this battle?" a Disciple asked.
"One move! Do you think it needs more than one move against this weakling with 3.2 million jin of strength?" the youth named Brother Liu said with great disdain.
"Yes, I think so too," the previous Disciple nodded, deeply agreeing.
"Show your weapon!" Yu Zongbao's eyes narrowed as he looked at Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his feet neither together nor apart, and said indifferently to Yu Zongbao, "I think this is quite good. Let's just do this!"
At this, Yu Zongbao was also enraged. This guy was simply courting death. Originally, with his strength, every opponent he faced would have been scared and revealed their weapon early, afraid they wouldn't even have a chance to draw their weapon. But this guy's attitude was as if he was the weakling. This feeling of being underestimated made Yu Zongbao extremely uncomfortable. If the opponent was a strong expert, so be it. But he was precisely the weakling in his mind.
Moreover, from Wen Tailai's mouth, Yu Zongbao knew that this guy was good at using a saber. He wasn't really without a weapon.
"Very good, if you don't reveal your weapon now, I won't even give you a chance to reveal it."
Saying this, Yu Zongbao let out a loud shout and heavily thrusted his spear towards Zhang Hao. This thrust was unstoppable, as if it wanted to pierce and explode the void in front of him.
"Good coming!"
Zhang Hao's eyes narrowed. He punched out with a fist.
With a "boom!", an explosion sounded.
Zhang Hao took a step back. Yu Zongbao's thrust was blocked.
"What! It was blocked."
Yu Zongbao snorted coldly and thrust out more spear flowers, raining down on Zhang Hao.
"Wind God Leg!"
Zhang Hao stomped on the ground and kicked out heavy leg shadows, sweeping towards Yu Zongbao. Waves of invisible storms rolled towards Yu Zongbao.
The speed of this Wind God Leg was too fast, and each leg sweep came with immense power, making Yu Zongbao feel somewhat overwhelmed and struggling to cope.
Yu Zongbao, who had originally been somewhat disdainful of Zhang Hao, now no longer dared to underestimate him.
"Blood Spear Seventeen Kills!"
Blood-colored spear flowers, carrying terrifying Killing Intent, swept towards Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao saw waves of invisible Spear Intent crushing towards him in the void, completely destroying Zhang Hao's attacks, making him slightly startled.
"Sun Heart!"
"Lung Splitting!"
"Severed Liver and Intestines!"
Zhang Hao unleashed three stances of the Seven Injury Fist.
Completely annihilating Yu Zongbao's attacks.
"Concealed Separation!"
"Essence Loss!"
"Will Dazed!"
The domineering Seven Injury Fist was unleashed to its limit.
In the void, terrifying fist force tore through the space, blasting open the layers of space in front of him.
"Break open for me!"
"Eight Part Spear Intent!"
Yu Zongbao roared, unleashing the long spear in his hand to its limit. He thrust towards Zhang Hao, trying to block Zhang Hao's fist.
"Boom!"
The spear and the fist collided in the void.
An invisible force came from the long spear. Yu Zongbao felt his spirit become somewhat hazy. This greatly alarmed Yu Zongbao.
"Soul Flight!"
Before Yu Zongbao could react, Zhang Hao, like a shadow, darted towards Yu Zongbao, unleashing the final continuous punch of the Seven Injury Fist.