"You don't have the right to do so."
Looking at the skinny man being held by the bald man, Feng Hao slightly raised his chin. His eyes were filled with disdain, and his words were filled with disdain.
Now that the Mortal Emperor Palace had lost a lot of prestige, it was time for them to establish their might. Thus, he naturally couldn't show any weakness. Moreover, just based on the actions of the five of them, Feng Hao already had the thought of beating them up.
"Let's start with you guys."
A cold light flashed in Fenghao's eyes without anyone noticing.
He believed that his identity as an Eight Aperture cultivator would soon be revealed. Then, there was no need for him to keep a low profile anymore.
He knew that his group had long been suspected. After all, it was impossible to conceal the number of people and their appearance.
Thus, he might as well take advantage of this Rising Sun Grand Competition to announce his identity.
If they want to provoke me, then come. An Eight Aperture cultivator, even in the Mythological Era, was an absolute expert. In the current era, they were even rarer opponents.
"Big Brother Leng, don't stop me. I will definitely tear him into pieces today."
Without a doubt, what Ji Hao said just poured a spoonful of oil on the scrawny man's flame of anger. A frosty aura burst from his body along with a swooshing sound, sounding like the howls of ghosts and howls of wolves from hell. It was quite frightening.
It was obvious that this skinny man was a pure-blooded person from the Nine Nether Realm. He possessed extraordinary Nine Nether Energy, which was why he could be so unbridled.
He was unbridled because he believed in his own strength.
"Heh."
Facing such a furious person, Feng Hao sneered and pretended to sweep a disdainful glance at them.
In the Heavenly Academy, fighting was not allowed outside of designated areas. Otherwise, serious cases would result in immediate expulsion from the academy.
If it wasn't for these tough rules, the Heavenly Academy would have long been annihilated in the battles between students.
"Bastard, stop right now."
Seeing that the skinny man was really going to make a move, the bald man couldn't help but curse. A powerful pressure spread out from his body and pressed towards the skinny man.
"Brother Leng, why are you doing this?"
The skinny man looked at him with some fear as he asked angrily. His eyes were filled with unwillingness.
From his point of view, if it wasn't for the bald-headed man blocking him, he would have already chopped this infuriating brat in half.
"Do you want to die? This is not a place where you can fight."
The bald man glared at him. He really wanted to strangle this guy to death here.
The Heavenly Academy had a rule that if someone dared to fight in a public area, then even if the other students directly killed that person, they couldn't blame anyone.
He, a newcomer, was acting presumptuously here. Wasn't that courting death?
"This …"
His anger slowly subsided. Only then did the skinny man realize that the gazes of the people around him were obviously filled with ill intentions. They were like wolves and tigers.
The skinny man shuddered involuntarily at the thought of it.
If he had really attacked just now, he would probably have been blasted into pieces by these people.
Provoking the Heaven's Pole Institute was already enough to make the senior students unhappy. If they found another excuse to attack, they naturally wouldn't show any mercy.
"I have to admit that your mouth is very powerful."
The bald man said to Fenghao with a gloomy face. His eyes were as cold as the Nine Hells of Purgatory, frightening people's minds.
"Is that so?"
Feng Hao didn't get angry. Instead, there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. His words were even more provocative.
"Hmph."
The bald man snorted hatefully. "I am a new student of the Nine Nether Palace. This time, I'm here to seek advice from the new students of your institute. I wonder if you guys dare to accept my challenge."
As he spoke, his eyes were filled with deep disdain. It was as if he had already guessed that Feng Hao and the others wouldn't dare to accept his challenge.
"You don't have to provoke me."
Fenghao smiled faintly, as if nothing had happened.
At the side, Joan Of Arc and the other two girls stared at his side profile in a daze. Their faces were filled with infatuation.
Their husband had returned. Moreover, he had broken through to the Mortal Saint Realm. This meant that he had successfully opened his eighth orifice.
He was indeed the most outstanding.
In the hearts of the three girls, it was as if they had eaten honey. This made the bystanders even more jealous.
In their eyes, how could such an ordinary person have three such beautiful women at the same time?
Not to mention the five from the Nine Nether Palace, even the people from the Heaven's Infinity Institute were unhappy.
All the good cabbages were given to pigs.
"In the end, you still don't have the guts to accept my challenge."
The bald man twitched his mouth in disdain. The disdain in his eyes intensified. He even glanced at Joan Of Arc and the other two girls, as if he was trying to show off his strength.
"No."
Feng Hao shook his head. He didn't seem angry at all. Under the surprised gaze of the bald man, he said slowly, "Why would I do something that doesn't bring me any benefits?"
"Benefits."
The bald man's eyes narrowed slightly.
He realized that he couldn't seem to understand what the man in front of him was thinking.
"I don't like to work for nothing. If you want to challenge me, it's very simple. A hundred credits per round. Do you … dare?"
Feng Hao raised a finger and waved it in front of the bald man's eyes. His tone was full of mockery.
"Hehe."
Upon hearing this, Xie Yandong and Long Yueguan, who were standing at the entrance, couldn't help but let out a strange laugh. Even the steady Ge Hong stood there with a look of anticipation.
They had already witnessed Feng Hao's strength in the tomb. Although the five people in front of them were not bad, they were comparable to the young members of the Immortal Organization.
The two of them weren't even on the same level.
Perhaps only the Supreme Nether Emperor Body could cause trouble for Feng Hao now.
A hundred credits per round. This caused the surrounding senior students to reveal astonished gazes as they looked at him in astonishment. They did not understand why he was so confident.
Five people. That was five hundred credits. This wasn't a small amount. It was enough for him to stay in the Enlightenment Ground for a long time.
Could he afford to lose?
However, many people suddenly recalled that this guy seemed to have given Sheng Wenyang a hundred credits.
Moreover, it seemed like he was the top new student in the Mortal Emperor Palace.
The five students from Nine Nether Palace calmed down after hearing this.
They weren't stupid. If a new student could obtain so many credits in such a short period of time, it proved that he wasn't as simple as he looked.
However, no matter how hard they looked, they couldn't find any clues. This made them even more doubtful.
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