Early in the morning, the blazing sun in the eastern sky rose above the horizon. It emitted a dazzling radiance, spreading warmth and vitality to the entire world.
"Phew!"
The purple flames in his eyes slowly receded. Feng Hao let out a long breath of impure air and slowly opened his eyes.
"Master, is he still not awake?"
Several months had passed and Elder Fen still did not have the slightest reaction. This made Feng Hao extremely sad. Even when he was about to enter the Saint King Mountain, he did not feel the slightest bit of joy.
He knew that if it was not for Elder Fen, he would be nothing. He would not even be able to obtain a single Odd Crystal. Without this old man, he would never be able to make a name for himself in this lifetime.
It was the old man who gave him strength and the courage to regain his dignity.
Now, because the old man solved the mystery of the Void Martial, he fell into a deep sleep. Feng Hao felt extremely guilty.
"When I reach the Saint King Mountain, I must see if there are any records of this."
Thinking of this, he was full of anticipation for the trip to the Saint King Mountain.
He got out of bed, washed up, changed into a green robe, and walked out.
"Brother Hao!"
Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin happened to walk out of their respective rooms. When they saw Feng Hao, sweet smiles bloomed on their charming faces.
"Hehe."
Of the two women, one was as gentle as water, the other was beautiful and charming. Seeing the two smiling faces, Feng Hao's mood became better and the corners of his mouth revealed a wise smile.
"Hehe!"
Cheng Nan strode over with a refreshed look on his face. He looked extremely pleased, as if he had just gotten a great deal.
"What?"
Seeing that he was looking at him with bad intentions, Feng Hao felt a chill in his heart and shouted angrily.
"Hehe, nothing."
After scanning Feng Hao from head to toe, Cheng Nan laughed and leaned over. He said with a sneaky face. "How about we make a deal?"
"Scram!"
Feng Hao gave him a kick. "There's no room for negotiation!"
"Hehe, don't be so petty."
Cheng Nan dodged in a flash, still wearing a cheeky smile on his face. It was only when a certain iceberg walked out of the room that the cheeky smile on his face disappeared and turned into a serious expression. He placed his hands behind his back and turned around. After taking a few steps, he turned around again and said to Feng Hao in a deep voice, "I'll reach Martial Honor before you!"
After speaking, he quickly left, leaving behind a bleak and desolate figure.
"Brother Hao, is Brother Cheng ill?"
Joan Of Arc suddenly blinked her big bright eyes and asked in confusion.
"Maybe."
A strange smile appeared on Feng Hao's face as he glanced at Yun Ying, who had an unnatural expression on her face.
"Master!"
Wan Xin walked over to Yun Ying with a smile on her face. She very naturally held one of Yun Ying's wrists and shook it coquettishly.
"Uh …"
Hearing Wan Xin's way of addressing him, Feng Hao's face quickly twitched a few times. He made a decision in his heart.
He must make her change this way of addressing him!
A group of people walked out of the small courtyard. Hua Yunlong and the others were already standing there waiting. The people from the Fallen Moon Kingdom were also standing there.
"Elder Hua."
Walking forward, Feng Hao called out softly with a smile on his face.
"Good!Good! "
Looking at the youth in front of him, Hua Yunlong suddenly didn't know what to say. His eyes were filled with excitement and even a little hazy.
This youth was the pride of the West Mist Kingdom. It was him who pushed the kingdom to the peak.
He could imagine how big of a commotion it would cause when he brought this news back.
The champion of the International Grand Tournament!
A champion had actually appeared in his own kingdom!
"Work hard!"
Hua Yunlong reached out and patted Feng Hao's shoulder.
"Yes, I will!"
Feng Hao nodded and said solemnly.
"Go!"
Hua Yunlong made way for him.
"Young Master Feng, you can do it!"
The people of the West Mist Kingdom cheered in unison. Their eyes were filled with fervent admiration.
This youth was their idol, an unreachable goal.
"Hehe, you guys can do it."
After thinking for a while, Feng Hao took out two rings. "Elder Hua, there are five thousand martial crystals in each of these. One is for the academy, and the other one, please give it to my father!"
"This …"
Hearing this number, Hua Yunlong's heart skipped a beat. Soon after, he unceremoniously accepted it. "I will thicken my skin and accept your kind intentions. Don't worry, I will definitely deliver it to your father!"
After seeing Feng Hao's ability in the gambling den, he wasn't worried that Feng Hao would lack martial crystals.
That ability was simply too heaven-defying!
"Hehe, thank you, Elder Hua."
Feng Hao chuckled and cupped his hands at Hua Yunlong. Then, he called out to Wan Xin, who was still talking to Yun Ying. "Xin 'er, let's go."
"En."
Wan Xin replied. After saying goodbye to Yun Ying, she walked toward Feng Hao.
"What are you …?"
Hua Yunlong was taken aback and asked curiously.
Everyone was confused. Today was the day to enter the imperial palace. Only those who had entered the Saint King Mountain could go. But now, Feng Hao had brought Joan Of Arc and Wan Xin. What did this mean?
"Hehe, I forgot to mention that Ling 'er and Xin' er have also received additional permission to enter the Saint King Mountain. So, they will be going to the imperial palace with me. I will have to trouble Elder Hua to tell their families about this."
Feng Hao said with a smile.
"What?!"
Everyone, including Luo Yue, was petrified. Everyone was dumbfounded as they looked at the three smiling youths.
They actually received two additional quotas?
Hua Yunlong and Guan Jiu were shocked.
Yesterday, when Feng Hao and the other two went out, they knew about it. In such a short period of time, he actually asked for two quotas to enter the Saint King Mountain?
What was this?How did he manage to do it?
Since when did the quotas to enter the Saint King Mountain become so easy to get?Even if Feng Hao displayed unparalleled talent, it was impossible for him to be so lenient and give up two quotas.
Alright, forget about Joan Of Arc. With her unique and frightening physique, it was only a matter of time before she entered the Saint King Mountain. As for Wan Xin, compared to those monstrous geniuses, Wan Xin didn't stand out at all.
"Everyone, farewell."
The three of them cupped their fists at the crowd. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, they walked out of the courtyard and headed toward the imperial palace.
"Wait for me!"
Cheng Nan quickly regained his senses. He waved his hand at a certain iceberg and mouthed a few words. Then, he chased after Feng Hao.
"This …"
Hua Yunlong was so excited that his entire body trembled. His face trembled and he couldn't say a word.
This time, three people from the West Mist Kingdom were actually selected to enter the Saint King Mountain!
"Congratulations!"
Guan Jiu reacted and cupped his fists at Hua Yunlong.
"Haha!You're too kind. "
Hua Yunlong laughed so hard that his eyes couldn't be seen. He grinned and laughed heartily.
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