Martial Addict Long Yue Guan was defeated, Fire God Body Xie Yandong was defeated, and Ge Hong who possessed the 'Qingming Gen Mountain Soil' was defeated as well. The three of them were all peerless geniuses, and each of them could dominate the younger generation, but they were all defeated by the same person.
"Who else wants to fight me?"
A clear and emotionless voice reverberated in the square. Apart from this voice, there was only the sound of the wind. No one made a sound.
On the square, all the young geniuses lowered their heads slightly, not daring to look at the pair of domineering eyes.
Even the defense of the Qingming Gen Soil could be broken. Didn't anyone say that their defense was stronger than the Qingming Gen Soil?
If he wasn't, then he would simply be asking for trouble. Moreover, it was very likely that he would be labeled as someone who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, rash, and so on.
Therefore, at this moment, all the young geniuses were hesitant. Even some of the geniuses who originally wanted to go up stopped and fell into deep thought.
They could withstand that kind of attack.
"The competition is over."
The elder at the entrance of the palace swept his gaze across the crowd and said coldly. There was no fluctuation of emotion, nor did he say any words of congratulations. He directly announced the end of the competition.
He had absolute authority, and no one dared to refute him. All the young geniuses heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, their expressions were somewhat gloomy.
"Hua, …"
In the Divine Sky City, an uproar resounded through the clouds.
Under such a strong threat, Feng Hao successfully won first place in this competition. His name and the Feng family's name resounded throughout the entire Primordial World.
Domineering, powerful … these were all synonyms for him. All the geniuses were subdued by his heavy fists.
At this moment, he was like an overbearing monarch that ruled the world, and he stood towering within the arena that flickered with brilliant light, and he was domineering, mighty, and peerless.
"Brother Chen, Hao 'er won first place, Hao' er won first place …"
Qiong Su held onto Feng Chen's arm, her beautiful eyes slightly red as she sobbed.
As parents, who didn't want their children to stand out and be praised by others?
At this moment, she was proud and happy. Her son had made a name for himself, and his wives were all peerlessly beautiful. There was nothing she was dissatisfied with. She only hoped that her son would be able to reach the pinnacle as soon as possible so that their family could be reunited. This was her last hope.
Seeing his lovely wife like this, Feng Chen did not avoid her. He pulled her into his embrace and comforted her gently. His eyes were also filled with tears.
How could he not be excited? However, he was a man and also the acting clan master of the Feng Clan. He must maintain his prestige and not lose his composure.
"You will enter the academy tomorrow morning. Those who arrive late will be deemed to have forfeited."
The elder at the entrance of the large hall left behind these words before turning around and walking into the large hall, disappearing into the darkness. Soon after, the four middle-aged men standing around the plaza dispersed the arena and also walked in. Amidst a series of muffled sounds, the large door of the large hall slowly closed.
"Phew, …"
Seeing that they had left, Feng Hao let out a soft sigh. The golden light on his body slowly faded and returned to normal. His body floated and landed in front of Feng Chen and Qiong Su.
"Father, Mother."
Seeing that his father's sideburns had already turned white, Feng Hao's emotions fluctuated a little. The bridge of his nose was a little sour.
Although he wasn't young anymore and his achievements had surpassed almost all of his peers, this made his father even more worried for him.
He knew that at least half of his father's white hair was grown for him.
"Good, good …"
Feng Chen was so emotional that he did not know what to say. He patted Feng Hao's hand and repeatedly cheered. Then, Feng Hao was pulled away by Qiong Su and given another round of instructions.
"Congratulations, Clan Master Feng. Congratulations, congratulations …"
Around them, there were people congratulating them. Feng Chen nodded at Feng Hao and responded to the people around him in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing.
One was not afraid of offending a gentleman, but one should be afraid of offending a petty person. If one offended a petty person, it would attract a lot of trouble. Therefore, Feng Chen responded in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing. He did not put on airs, which made people feel comfortable and unable to hate him.
He was not inferior to Feng Zhentian in dealing with such matters. On the contrary, in some areas, he handled things more smoothly than Feng Zhentian.
Back in Yulan City, the Feng Clan was merely a small clan. However, the Feng Clan of the Imperial City was different. Therefore, Feng Chen's attitude was different from Feng Zhentian's from the start. Now, in the Primordial World, Feng Chen was naturally very good at dealing with problems. He was like a fish in water.
"Hey."
Just as Feng Hao and the others were about to leave the square, a voice came from behind. He turned around and saw Dragon Moon Pass walking in his direction. Immediately, a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"Your fists … are very heavy."
Long Yueguan bared his teeth as he spoke, just like a gorilla.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Feng Hao could not help but smile, but he still replied without batting an eyelid.
If his fists were not heavy, this guy might come and pester him all day long. This was not what he wanted to see.
"Hehe, although it's very heavy, I will still come and find you. I will definitely let you have a taste of my fists."
Dragon Moon Pass licked his chapped lips, chuckled, and strode away. His aura was grand and imposing, provoking the people around him. His face was full of a look that was asking for a beating.
"Hmph, annoying. Big Brother Hao, if he dares to provoke you next time, just break his bones. Let's see if he dares to cause trouble for you again."
Yan Qing snorted, whispering in Feng Hao's ear. However, it was heard by Xie Yandong, who was at the side. Immediately, his hair stood on end and he was drenched in cold sweat.
This was too ruthless.
He stood to the side with palpitations. After bidding farewell to Feng Hao, he left with the people of the Xie Clan.
He swore that he would never provoke Feng Hao.
"You."
Feng Hao reached out his hand and touched Yan Qing's little nose. His heart was filled with love and pity for her.
As he grew up step by step, he became more and more aware of Yan Qing's strength. She was definitely not inferior to Xie Yandong, who had a Fire God Physique. However, she was able to stay in the Feng Clan and be his little wife. This made him very touched, and he also understood the depth of her feelings for him.
Because they were going to enter the Heavenly Academy tomorrow morning, Feng Hao's group still went back to the Xuantian Palace's courtyard. This made the person in charge of the Xuantian Palace so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.
On this day, the Xuantian Palace's courtyard was as crowded as a marketplace. It never stopped. Various forces came to visit and express their goodwill to the Feng Clan.
"Young Master Feng, someone is looking for you."
While Feng Hao was interacting with Qiong Su and Joan Of Arc, a voice came from outside the courtyard.
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