Although he found it funny that the Zhuang Family was acting shamelessly, there was nothing Feng Hao could do.
Destroy the shop?
He didn't have the ability to do so.
Well, the Zhuang Family couldn't afford the losses if they continued to operate. Compared to bankruptcy, closing the shop and acting shamelessly was indeed the best choice. This meant that the Zhuang Family was quite smart.
Abandoning the carriage to protect the general was also reasonable. Although it would lose face, it could protect the family's assets.
"Heh!I hope you won't come and provoke me again! "
Feng Hao curled his lips and glanced at the gold-plated signboard again. He narrowed his eyes and turned to leave.
For the next few days, the Zhuang Family's casino didn't open for business. Every time there was a crowd, they would only leave after cursing at them.
This time, not only did the Zhuang Family lose face, but their business in the future would also plummet. They wouldn't be able to keep their title as one of the top ten.
When Fenghao returned, the students in the courtyard were all holding Spiritual Weapons and battling with each other. Their faces were filled with excitement.
Who wouldn't want a Spirit Weapon?
There were less than twenty Spiritual Weapons in the entire Xilan Kingdom, and most of them were ordinary. There were only a few Lower Grade Spiritual Weapons, and only Martial Ancestor Realm experts were qualified to own them.
But now, Feng Hao took out more than ten Lower Grade and Middle Grade Spiritual Weapons at once.
Hua Yunlong's shock could be imagined.
When the Spiritual Weapons were distributed, the students felt as if they were in a dream. They couldn't believe it at all. But when they found out that it was given by Feng Hao, they were relieved.
In their hearts, Fenghao was already omnipotent. No matter what happened to him, it was within the scope of normal.
As for Yunying, she didn't speak for a long time after receiving the Spiritual Weapon. Her expression was very gloomy. Hua Yunlong couldn't do anything about it.
"Thank you, Young Master Feng!"
Seeing that Feng Hao had returned, the students stopped and looked at Feng Hao with gratitude.
"Hehe, it's nothing. It's all for the glory of the kingdom."
Feng Hao smiled and waved his hand casually.
"Brother Hao!"
Wan Xin and Joan Of Arc came to greet him. The affection in their eyes was not concealed at all.
"Brother Hao, where's the little ball?"
Joan Of Arc tugged at Feng Hao's sleeve and shook it. Her pair of watery eyes softened Feng Hao's heart. Therefore, Little Ball was betrayed again.
Joan Of Arc ran to the backyard with Little Ball in her arms. However, Wan Xin was still standing there.
"What's wrong, Xin Er?"
Seeing the frown on the girl's face, Feng Hao asked in confusion.
"Brother Hao."
Wan Xin bit her lips and seemed to be in a dilemma.
"Fool, is there anything you can't say?"
Feng Hao carefully held the girl's pretty face. His voice was gentle and full of love.
Such an intimate gesture caused the young lady's pretty face to be covered with a faint layer of crimson red. Like an ice lotus that had suddenly bloomed, it was incomparably beautiful, causing Fenghao to instantly sink into it. His breathing also became slightly hurried.
"Brother Hao!"
Hearing the chuckle, the girl was so shy that she distanced herself from the boy and rolled her eyes at him.
"Hehe."
Feng Hao scratched his head, feeling very proud.
"Brother Hao, do you still have any ice spiritual weapons?"
Wan Xin asked after hesitating for a while.
"This …"
Hearing this, Feng Hao frowned. Seeing the girl's panic, he put on a smile. "Of course I do."
"Really?"
Wan Xin's eyes lit up and she looked at him with hope.
"Take it."
With a flip of his hand, a cold and dense longsword appeared in his hand. Before he could react, the young girl had already snatched it from him.
"Thank you, Brother Hao!"
Wan Xin narrowed her eyes and hurriedly ran to the backyard with the sword.
Obviously, she was going to give the treasure to Yun Ying.
"Hehe!"
Feng Hao chuckled and shook his head. Then, he walked to his room.
His hatred for Yun Ying had disappeared without a trace.
That unintentional mistake of hers almost pushed the Feng Family to the brink of extinction. However, it also made Feng Hao understand a principle of life.
People didn't live for the sake of living. If they didn't have dignity, it would be worse than death!
This was also thanks to Yun Ying. She was the reason why he decided to walk this path. Perhaps it was a dead end, but it allowed him to find his dignity!
His current action was undoubtedly a message to Yun Ying: Feng Hao had forgiven her.
There wasn't much time left. These days, Feng Hao took out a few hundred martial crystals and gave them to the two girls. He took out a thousand and gave it to Hua Yunlong for him to distribute.
It was hard to accept, but when he thought of the ability Feng Hao had shown that day, Hua Yunlong happily accepted it.
He wasn't wrong. This young man was the kingdom's lucky star!
In the remaining time, apart from accompanying the two girls, Feng Hao spent the rest of his time refining martial crystals.
His physique had reached the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm. Therefore, he wasn't afraid that his physique wouldn't be able to withstand it. After spending around two thousand martial crystals, he finally touched the threshold of the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm.
Only a prodigal like him could afford to spend such extravagance.
The International Grand Competition had finally arrived!
The entire Imperial City had been packed to the point that not even a drop of water could trickle through. Inside and outside, there were people from all over.
A grand competition that only happened once every ten years was indeed rare.
"Phew!"
When the scorching sun rose, Feng Hao, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes. The purple flame in his eyes slowly receded.
"The grand competition has begun."
Hearing the noise coming from outside, the corner of his mouth curled up. He got off the bed, washed up, changed into a clean and neat green robe, and walked out.
"Brother Hao!"
As soon as he walked out, the two girls came to greet him.
"Haha, relax."
Seeing the nervous expressions on the two girls' faces, Feng Hao chuckled. "You have to believe in yourself, understand?"
The two girls' realms weren't low.
Wan Xin was already at the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm. She had the ice attribute, which gave her an advantage. Now that she had a high-grade spirit weapon, she could even fight against a Martial Ancestor Realm expert.
Joan Of Arc also had the qualifications. This was something that even Feng Hao didn't expect.
The girl's physique was too special. She had no attribute, but she could actually reach the high-grade. This was something that he didn't expect.
However, this was a good thing.
Thinking about it, when Joan Of Arc was a Martial Artist, the level of her Martial Origin was still normal. However, when she became a Martial Master, it evolved into a low-grade for no reason, then a Great Martial Grandmaster, a middle-grade, and now it had reached the same level as the power of an Odd Crystal.
Such a strange physique was really scary. If she kept advancing, it would be terrible.
"Maybe it's another special physique."
The purity of the Martial Origin could directly affect a person's future achievements and the speed of advancement. It was really scary for Joan Of Arc to have such a physique.
In this regard, Feng Hao kept the doubts in his heart. He wanted to wait for Elder Fen to wake up before asking.
The old man was experienced and knowledgeable. Maybe he would know the existence of this physique.
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