Fenghao's voice was not very loud. However, it possessed an indescribable penetrating power, directly attracting the gazes of the surrounding people.
When he was young, he was like a sharp divine sword as he stood there. His entire body was filled with an intimidating aura. No one dared to underestimate this Divine Master body that had yet to mature.
Moreover, when they looked around, they all had Divine Master Bodies, but who else could possess such a cultivation? Was it a coincidence that he was able to walk in front of those of the same generation, or was it due to his strength?
Just thinking about such an enemy made one feel uneasy. If he was allowed to grow, he would definitely become a huge threat.
Therefore, the experts of the various clans present could understand why the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan had done this. Even if he had to act shamelessly in front of everyone, he wouldn't hesitate.
But now, when the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan didn't have much hope, Feng Hao had taken the initiative to step forward. This caused a trace of astonishment to flash across his eyes as he looked at Feng Hao in disbelief.
He possessed the most ancient bloodline and was peerlessly powerful. He was even confident that he could contend against some of the Divine Master bodies of some small races. Therefore, he was able to stand out in the Mang Flame Clan, which was full of experts, and seize the position of leader.
Although Feng Hao's talent was indeed above his, the problem was that the gap between their cultivation levels wasn't small. For many people, it was an insurmountable gap.
"Brother Hao."
"Brother Feng."
"Don't be impulsive …"
After a while, Joan Of Arc, Yan Qing, Xie Yan, Long Yue Guan, Dongfang Zheng, and the others around Feng Hao reacted and did their best to stop him.
"Everyone."
After casting a reassuring gaze towards his two lovely wives beside him, Fenghao's expression turned solemn as he said, "Just as Left Protector and Miss Xue Yan had said, we … cannot wait any longer. This time, we must fight for the top ten spots."
"But …"
Dongfang Zheng frowned. He did not expect Feng Hao to step forward and take such a risk. This was not something he wanted to see.
The Human Emperor's Estate, or even the entire Human Race, could not afford to lose the Lord of Nothingness. Once the Lord of Nothingness fell, the three Great Divine Lords would not be able to gather. If there was a disaster in the future, who would be able to use the Nuwa Stone?
As such, even the upper echelons of the Asura Manor and Nine Nether Palace had complicated expressions on their faces.
They were naturally unwilling to see the Human Emperor's Residence suppress them, but they also knew how important Feng Hao was to the entire Human Race.
An internal strife was an internal strife, but in terms of the bigger picture, they still didn't want anything to happen to Feng Hao.
"Brother Feng."
The figure in the Asura Manor's camp spoke. When Feng Hao's gaze shifted away, he continued. "What's the harm in waiting for another hundred years?"
He had never imagined that the insignificant figure he could crush with a single finger on the Martial Heaven Continent would surpass him today.
This was fortune, the will of the heavens.
"Hehe, thank you for the reminder, Brother Remnant."
Feng Hao cupped his fists politely, then scanned the surroundings and said confidently, "Everyone, don't worry. I, Feng Hao, still have the ability to protect myself. If he wants to kill me, I can at least knock out a few of his front teeth."
Although there was a huge risk, he still wanted to take a gamble.
He was very confident that even if he couldn't win, it wouldn't be easy for the person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan to make him stay.
The person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan's eyes flashed with joy from his scheme succeeding when he saw this scene. However, he hid it very well and did not reveal it. On the contrary, his face was filled with seriousness, and he seemed to treat Fenghao as a formidable opponent.
"Then be careful."
Dongfang Zheng was also quite aware of Fenghao's character, so he did not stop him. He only cautiously instructed Fenghao.
"Hehe, Feng brat, help us teach that old dog a good lesson."
Long Yueguan casually hammered a fist towards Fenghao's chest. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of dense white teeth. However, there was a hidden decisiveness within his eyes.
If anything happened to Feng Hao, he would definitely take revenge.
Back then, the Undefeatable Divine Body had been very famous. The more he fought, the stronger he became. He was practically comparable to an expert like the Nandou Prefecture Master. Coupled with the Undefeatable Divine Body's warlike personality, even Divine Lords would have a headache dealing with him.
The so-called Undefeatable Divine Body was actually a madman who had stepped on experts to ascend to godhood.
It was not a fun thing to provoke a lunatic who was out of control.
"I'll make him pay."
Looking at the ground of the arena that was covered with blood, Feng Hao nodded his head with a serious face. A sharp glint flashed across his eyes that was as sharp as a blade. In an instant, a fighting spirit that could pierce through the heavens and earth surged out from within his body.
Fight. Fight against the heavens. Fight against the earth. Fight without fear.
Ever since he had obtained the Heaven-battling Art, Feng Hao had fully displayed the essence of the art. He no longer had any fear and dared to fight against any expert.
"How arrogant. You think you can do that?"
The person in charge of the Mang Flame Clan seemed to feel insulted. A cold voice spat out from his mouth. It was like a cold wind, chilling people's hearts. His words were filled with disdain and mockery.
"Old dog, there's no need to provoke me."
Fenghao looked at him indifferently. His emotions didn't fluctuate at all because of his words. He was like an ancient well without any ripples. He was frighteningly calm. He curled his lips and said mockingly, "You should save this kind of small trick to deceive children."
"You're very confident in yourself."
Being called an old dog time and time again caused the face of the person in charge of the Wildflame Clan to turn even gloomier. He seemed to be unable to suppress the rage in his heart any longer, and he almost wanted to charge down the stage to kill someone.
"It's more than enough for you."
After gently patting the two lily-white hands that were tugging at the corner of his clothes, Fenghao could not bear to look at the expressions on the faces of his two lovely wives. He took large strides and hurriedly walked toward the arena.
"Husband, Qing 'er will wait for you to come back."
The powerful Yan Qing was like spring water at this moment. There were tears in her eyes. She bit her lower lip and tried hard to control her emotions. She had to comfort Joan Of Arc, who was in her arms.
Fenghao, who had already walked to the edge of the arena, suddenly stopped. He turned around and revealed a confident smile towards the two tear-stained faces. In a gentle voice, he said, "Don't worry, I'll be right back."
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