This also meant that Fenghao already had the right to enter the Saint King Mountain.
Apart from being shocked, the people were also amazed.
A Martial Spirit had entered the top three. This was absolutely unprecedented. Fenghao, without a doubt, had set a precedent.
"This kid actually obtained the qualification himself."
Saint Ambassador Regretful Gold was surprised. His eyes were filled with surprise.
After the death blow was exposed, he thought that Feng Hao would not be able to defeat the few monstrous geniuses. Who would have thought that Feng Hao would use the Thunderclap Slash to make it into the top three?
This was something he hadn't expected.
Now, the only ones who had not lost were the Demon, Cheng Nan, and Fenghao.
After surrendering, Cheng Nan jumped off the stage and grinned at Feng Hao. "Hehe, your next opponent is me!"
"Hehe."
Feng Hao chuckled and jumped onto the stage.
To the crowd, it was just a formality. They did not pay much attention to it.
"You're not surrendering?"
Seeing Fenghao looking at him with a smile and not admitting defeat for a long time, the demon was slightly stunned and a little stunned.
Is there something wrong with my brain?
But seeing that the young man's eyes were clear, it did not seem like it. The demon's face darkened, and his lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile.
"Interesting."
A cold voice came from under the black robe. It was like a gust of wind that made people's souls tremble.
"Hehe, is that so?"
Feng Hao curled his lips and squinted his eyes. "Actually, I just want to see if you live up to your name."
"Curiosity. You have to pay with your life!"
Under the black robe, two rays of light shone. The voice sounded as if it came from hell.
Ever since the massacre, this was the first person who dared to challenge him. Although the demon felt that this young man was extraordinary, he could not use that to save his life!
"Hehe, saving my life is not a problem."
Feng Hao chuckled, as if he didn't care and was full of confidence.
...
"Why hasn't he come down yet?"
Seeing that Feng Hao had been standing there for a long time, some people finally became suspicious.
"Could it be that he doesn't know that he's a poison master?"
Cheng Nan was very close to him, so it wouldn't make sense if he didn't make things clear.
"Could it be that he intends to rely on his own abilities to fight against the poison masters?"
The big shots on the high platform were also confused.
"Your Majesty, do we need to invite the Grandmaster over?"
A big boss beside Xuan Yu asked softly.
"This …"
After hesitating for a while, Xuan Yu turned his head and instructed the guard behind him, "Go invite the master over."
"Understood!"
The guard respectfully responded and quickly left.
From this, it could be seen that Feng Hao was already very important in everyone's hearts.
Revered Martial Artist?
That was for sure. Furthermore, with his luck, it was even possible for him to break through to the Martial King Realm!
After all, in five years, he had soared from a mediocre third-grade Martial Disciple to a Martial Spirit. This speed was really terrifying.
With the help of resources, it was not impossible for him to break through to the Martial King Realm.
The Saint Emissary Regretful Gold didn't say anything. His eyes were fixed on Feng Hao, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Phew …"
After a long time, he let out a long breath and shook his head gently.
Obviously, he couldn't understand where this young man got the confidence to face an Earth-grade poison master.
The other three Saint Emissaries also narrowed their eyes and had different expressions.
"This guy … Could he really be an Earth-grade apothecary?"
Cheng Nan stood under the ring, his eyes still faintly filled with worry.
The infamy of the poison master had long spread far and wide. Ordinary people would only die when they faced a poison master. They would die without a burial place!
"Brother Hao will definitely be fine."
Since Feng Hao had detoxified Yun Xiong, the two women were quite relieved.
...
This was the first time Feng Hao had faced a poison master. Although he felt a little guilty, he didn't feel weak because of his trust in the Divine Pesticide Encyclopedia.
"Since you're courting death, don't blame me."
A slightly hoarse voice came from under the black robe. Then, a large stream of dark air rushed out of his two sleeves.
"Go!"
With a shake of his sleeves, the black air formed a black dragon and rushed toward Feng Hao. As soon as it came close, it naturally exploded and enveloped Feng Hao in black air.
Along the way, wherever the black air passed, the hard floor of the ring was corroded and became full of potholes, sinking an inch deep.
This showed how powerful the poison was.
The human body would never be able to withstand it, unless it was protected by medicine!
As mentioned before, a Profound-grade apothecary could release medicine from the body. It was the same for a poison master. Only Profound-grade apothecaries could release poison from the body.
"Hehe!Enjoy it. "
A bone-chilling voice rang out from under the black robe. Everyone's heart tightened and their eyes were filled with shock.
"Hiss! …"
The sound of people sucking in a breath of cold air could be heard as they looked at the black fog in shock.
They couldn't figure out why this monstrous young man would hit a bone with an egg.
"He's a monster of a generation. What a pity!"
"Sigh!He's too impulsive. A poison master can't be resisted with brute force. He doesn't even know this. "
Sighs and sighs could be heard everywhere.
A monster of a generation had fallen just like that!
"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"
An old man with black hair quickly came behind Xuan Yu under the lead of a guard.
"Master, go and save him!"
Xuan Yu hurriedly stood up and pointed at the black fog on the ring, looking slightly flustered.
"Okay!"
The old man glanced at it and was about to jump off the ring.
"Wait!"
Saint Emissary Regretful spoke. His eyes flickered as if he could see through everything and see what was going on inside the black fog.
"Saint Emissary?"
Xuan Yu and the old man looked at him in confusion.
"He's fine."
Saint Emissary Regretful didn't turn his head, his eyes fixed on the black fog.
"He's fine?"
Xuan Yu was stunned. Immediately, his eyes flashed with a dazzling light.
Faintly, he could see a figure standing within the black fog without moving. There was a faint layer of lustrous light on his body, resisting the invasion of the black fog.
"He's actually an apothecary?!"
Xuan Yu cried out in surprise, his eyes filled with a look of disbelief.
"Yes, he should be around the mystic class high-tier."
The old man retracted the light in his eyes and explained.
"Mystic class high-tier?"
The big shots on the high platform were all shocked.
A mystic class high-tier apothecary was already very impressive and was also a mainstream apothecary. However, how did this young man from an intermediate kingdom get his hands on a mystic class high-tier medicine book?
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