"I heard that the people from the Nine Nether Palace came to our Heaven's Limit Academy and are blocking the new students at the entrance of the Sacred Martial Hall …"
"Yeah, I heard that the new students from the other three academies have already been defeated …"
"It seems that our Emperor Palace is going to be at the bottom again …"
Just as Fenghao walked out of the teleportation array, the surrounding discussions entered his ears. Immediately, his face turned cold and his footsteps unknowingly sped up. Furthermore, he walked in the direction of the Sacred Martial Hall.
The entrance of the Sacred Martial Hall was already surrounded by many people. With a glance, Feng Hao saw Joan Of Arc, Wan Xin, and Yan Qing standing at the entrance. Seeing that they were fine, Feng Hao's lips curled into a slight arc as he felt relieved in his heart.
"Hehe … It seems that the Emperor Palace has recruited quite a number of 'good' students this time …"
"The methods of the Emperor Palace are indeed extraordinary. Facing such 'good' students, I'm going to be defeated …"
"Even if I lose, I'm willing to lose, haha …"
Some sarcastic voices came from the crowd. They all emphasized the word 'good'. Furthermore, the eyes of the five Nine Nether Palace's students were also unscrupulously sweeping across the figures of Joan Of Arc and the other two girls. Their eyes were filled with passion.
There were three of them, each with different beauty. As long as it was a man, it would be impossible for him not to be moved.
Immediately, the arc on the corner of Fenghao's mouth, who was standing behind the crowd, froze. His expression was frighteningly cold. Silver-white lightning flashed across his eyes as a wave of killing intent spread out.
Anyone who dared to have disloyal thoughts towards his wife would not be courteous to him. That was his reverse scale, and anyone who touched it would die.
"Of course you're going to lose, and you're going to lose miserably."
Just as the five Nine Nether Palace's students were laughing, a voice as cold as winter came from the back of the crowd. In an instant, their laughter came to an abrupt halt as their faces quickly darkened.
Originally, they were extremely dissatisfied with the fact that the Nine Hell Palace had sent them out to test the waters. However, when they thought of the existence of that person, they had no choice but to come out. Thus, when they walked around the other three halls, they were extremely ruthless. This time, when they saw the three peerless beauties, they could not help but flirt with them. Who would have thought that there would actually be people who dared to meddle in their affairs?
If it was a battle between people of the same cultivation level, they really wouldn't be afraid of anyone. If the older generation of students were to make a move, it wasn't as if the Palace of Hell had no one to deal with.
"Big Brother Hao."
When they turned around, three pleasantly surprised cries rang out from behind them. Subsequently, a wave of fragrance flashed past. Everyone saw the three goddess-like beauties running towards a young man standing behind the crowd. Furthermore, under everyone's astonished gazes, they threw themselves into the young man's embrace.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were filled with jealousy. The eyes of the five students from the Nine Nether Palace were filled with a haze.
A mere First Order Mortal Saint with the Lightning Pole Body.
After sweeping a glance at him, disdain flashed in their eyes as the corners of their mouths curled into an icy arc.
"He's finally back."
Upon seeing the figure in the distance, Xie Yandong, Ge Hong and Xue Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Haha … Feng brat, you're finally back."
Just as Feng Hao was about to have a private time with Joan Of Arc and the other two, a thunderous voice rang out and spread across the entire street. At the same time, the three girls' bodies slightly stiffened. Only then did they remember that this was a crowded place. They immediately withdrew from Feng Hao's embrace and reservedly pushed him away. Their pretty faces were red as they stood there, not even daring to raise their heads.
Although they couldn't wait to be by Feng Hao's side at all times and stick to him, the current situation was clearly not suitable.
"Damn it."
Feng Hao was just in the middle of a passionate conversation with the three girls. Now that the atmosphere was ruined by his loud voice, he was immediately infuriated. He fiercely glared at a certain someone. His cold gaze immediately shut that certain someone up.
"Hehe."
Xie Yandong let out a strange laugh. He glanced at a certain someone beside him and said gloatingly, "Aiya, it seems that someone's muscles and bones must be itching. Someone needs to massage and pinch them."
This guy still doesn't learn from his mistakes.
"Let's go."
After restraining his emotions, Feng Hao's expression turned grave. He held Joan Of Arc's little hand and walked towards the five Nine Nether Palace students standing in front of the Sacred Martial Hall entrance.
"It's him. I haven't seen him for a long time. Could he have gone into seclusion?"
Some people recognized Feng Hao and immediately revealed a look of surprise.
After all, Feng Hao had previously defeated Sheng Yangwen and left quite a deep impression on many people.
Moreover, this group of people were Snake Scorpion Willow's students. How could they forget this?
"He's only a First Order Mortal Saint. Sigh …"
Some people sighed inwardly.
Originally, they still had some hope in their hearts because there was someone who could defeat Sheng Yangwen. However, when they saw that it was only a First Order Mortal Saint with the Extreme Lightning attribute, the hope in their hearts was undoubtedly extinguished.
"What did you say just now?"
The bald man standing in the middle revealed a fierce glint in his eyes as he closed in on Feng Hao. The aura that spread from his body was extremely cold, making people feel as if they were in hell.
"I said, you will be defeated, and you will be defeated miserably."
In front of him, Feng Hao stopped in his tracks and looked at him indifferently. He wasn't the slightest bit intimidated by the fierce look on the bald man's face as he spoke again in a relaxed manner.
Although he couldn't see through the bald man's realm, he still had absolute confidence that he could defeat him.
"Shameless boasting."
Suddenly, a skinny and tall man beside the bald man rushed over. A wave of aura pressed towards Feng Hao, wanting to make a fool of Feng Hao here.
"Oh."
On Fenghao's body, there was a layer of invisible sharpness that was killing the incoming aura. He slowly shifted his gaze and indifferently looked at the skinny and tall man. Suddenly, a silver-white cold lightning flashed in his eyes and a great aura that could destroy the heavens and exterminate the earth was suddenly pushed back.
Thud thud thud …
Feeling the aura that made even the soul tremble, then looking at the pair of eyes filled with destruction, the skinny man's face turned deathly pale. He directly took three steps back and stood there. His originally sallow face had turned slightly purple, and his eyes had also turned red, filled with a bestial glow. "I will kill you."
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