The two fists collided in front of everyone's eyes, creating a crisp sound.
"Tap, tap, tap …"
Feng Hao took three steps back, but Yang Kui, a fourth rank Martial Disciple, took five or six large steps back. He stood there, his face flushed red.
He, an eighteen year old fourth rank Martial Disciple, had actually been defeated by a mediocre person!
"Damn it!"
Yang Kui could no longer feel the sharp pain in his fist. Right now, he was filled with shame and anger.
If he lost to this mediocre person, then he wouldn't be able to raise his head in the future.
"Go to hell!"
At this moment, his handsome face had already become somewhat twisted. Gathering all the strength in his body, he pounced towards Feng Hao.
"Stop!"
A cold shout rang out, and Yang Kui's body was sent tumbling by a gust of wind, falling to the ground. His luxurious clothes were also covered in dust and mud.
So someone had informed Feng Chen that he had rushed over.
The four guards of the Yang Clan protected Yang Kui behind them, nervously looking at this powerful warrior of Yulan City.
"Father!"
Seeing Feng Chen, Feng Hao's heart relaxed.
"Let's go!"
Feng Chen didn't say anything, but coldly glanced at Yang Kui, then led Feng Hao out.
"Feng Hao!"
Hearing the shout, Feng Hao turned his head.
"In half a month, during the competition for the new blood of the four clans, I will make you kneel!"
Standing behind the four guards, Yang Kui stared fiercely at Feng Hao, his words filled with hostility.
"Is that so?"
The corners of Feng Hao's lips curled up slightly. He ignored him and turned to leave.
It was obvious that the current Feng Hao no longer placed Yang Kui, who was at the beginning of the fourth level of the Martial Disciple, in his eyes. This was because, in terms of strength control, Feng Hao was definitely several times stronger than him.
When the difference in strength wasn't great, strength alone wasn't enough.
Moreover, in half a month, Feng Hao was absolutely confident that he would be able to break through to the fourth level Martial Disciple!
After returning to the courtyard, Feng Hao did not practice the Tiger Movement Scripture. Instead, he went straight to his room.
After closing the door and getting on the bed, he took out the spiritual herbs he had bought.
"Master!"
He called out to the ring.
"Why?"
Elder Fen's voice came from the ring, and he seemed to be a little impatient.
"I've bought the elixir. How do I use it?"
Feng Hao asked weakly.
"Oh, just eat it directly."
"Eat?But … "
"The pharmacopoeia will absorb it by itself!"
Elder Fen naturally knew what he wanted to ask.
"Oh."
After responding, Feng Hao picked up a Clear Spirit Grass. After hesitating for a moment, he closed his eyes and stuffed the entire spiritual herb into his mouth. He chewed it up and swallowed it.
A cooling sensation flowed down his throat and into his body. In a daze, Fenghao saw the Shennong Medicinal Book within his body slowly open. Moreover, it emitted a suction force that sucked in the medicinal energy. After which, a nearly invisible stream of green smoke lingered over the Medicinal Book.
"Only this much?"
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched. Without hesitation, he chewed the remaining two Clear Spirit Grass and two pieces of Fire Cloud Vine and swallowed them.
Then, a few more streams of air lingered on the Medicine Manual.
"Is this useful?"
Feng Hao couldn't help but doubt. His gaze turned to the ring on his hand.
"You'll know if you try it!"
Elder Fen scolded him in annoyance.
"Oh!"
Feng Hao wasn't stupid. He jumped off the bed, opened the door, and walked out of the courtyard.
He began to practice the Moving Tiger Scripture skillfully. After a while, his small face was drenched in sweat.
"Twenty-nine, thirty …"
After completing thirty rounds with difficulty, his body was exhausted, and he directly lay on the ground.
"Let's try it!"
With a thought, the streams of air lingering on the Medicine Manual began to move. As the streams of air slowly dissipated, Feng Hao felt a cool feeling flowing through his body. In an instant, his body was filled with energy.
"It really works!"
His heart was filled with joy. He supported himself with both hands and began to practice again.
However, his joy didn't last long. Feng Hao noticed that the streams of air on the Medicine Manual had disappeared. Moreover, the Medicine Manual had closed.
"It can't be, right?I've only recovered twice! "
Lying on the ground, Feng Hao cried. He really wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He had only recovered his strength twice after more than ten years of saving.
Money!For the first time in his life, he was worried about money.
If he had money and enough elixirs, he would be able to cultivate endlessly. One could only imagine what kind of speed that would be.
"Where can I get money?"
Fenghao scratched his head hard. He was a complete blank when it came to making money.
"Master!"
He had no choice but to ask for Elder Fen's help.
"What now?"
Obviously, Elder Fen didn't want to disturb him again. His voice was very unfriendly.
"Uh … I don't have money to buy medicine."
Feng Hao said weakly.
"No money?"
Elder Fen was obviously surprised. "Why do you ask me if you don't have money?"
"Uh …"
There was a moment of silence.
"That's right. A small family like yours can't afford to raise a medicine pot like you."
Elder Fen also thought of Feng Hao's current situation.
"Take it. Go exchange it yourself!"
Three scrolls fell out of the ring.
"Oh."
Feng Hao picked them up.
The first scroll was a low-tier Profound Level Martial Technique, Sand Entangling Palm. The second scroll was a low-tier Profound Level Martial Technique, Earth Shaking Fist. The third scroll was a high-tier Yellow Level Secret Art, Moving Cloud Art.
Seeing this, Feng Hao only had one thought.
The money is coming!
If he threw this out, wouldn't the four great families go crazy over it?
After recovering a little, he ran out of the Feng Residence like a madman and headed towards the Accord Auction House in the center of the city.
On the way, he passed by a cloth shop and tore a piece of black cloth to make a simple cover to cover his body. After that, he walked into the Accord Auction House unhurriedly.
Feng Hao had come here with Feng Chen before, so he knew the rules here. Therefore, he walked towards the service desk as soon as he entered.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
The beautiful waitress asked in a sweet voice.
Although Fenghao was dressed strangely at this time, the waiters with good service attitude still did not ignore him because of this.
"I want to auction something!"
Feng Hao purposely made his voice hoarse as he spoke slowly.
"What do you want to auction?"
The attendant asked as usual.
"This!"
With a push of his palm, Feng Hao placed the Sand Entangling Palm scroll on the counter.
"Oh my god!A Profound Level Martial Technique! "
The moment the attendant saw the words on the scroll, she cried out in surprise and quickly covered her mouth.
However, the words' Profound Level Martial Technique 'attracted the gazes of the dozens of people in the hall.
"Profound Level Martial Technique?"
They all looked at the scroll in the attendant's hand as their eyes lit up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
The attendant apologized profusely.
"It's alright!"
Doing so would increase the publicity. Feng Hao naturally wouldn't be angry.
"Thank you for your tolerance. Please follow me."
After saying that, she led Feng Hao into the inner hall.
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