Chapter 243 A Fiercer Figh

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Bald Head, as a man, would not let Liu Yan, a woman take advantage, and didn't back off.

"No, you'll go next. I'll go this time."

"You...!" Liu Yan frowned.

"Alright, stop it. You have lots of opportunities. This time, Bald Head will go." Qin Hao interrupted with unchallengeable authority.

Liu Yan shut up and backed off. The Bald Head walked forward excitedly, wanting success like Nie Jingshan just now.

"Bald Head, don't be happy about it." Qin Hao said coldly, "That one is a learned practitioner at the beginning period of the Perfection Stage. Do you know what that means? His skills are countless times higher than Martial Cultivators in the Inner Stage. So you can at most fight someone in the middle period, or the later period of the Inner Stage if you do really well. Your battle will be much fiercer and more difficult than Nie Jingshan."

"Remember, just like Nie Jingshan, your advantages are your martial skills and your weapons. You will only be able to win if you make full use of these advantages. Now go."

Bald Head saluted him with respect, "Yes, Instructor." And he went from the audience seat to the arena.

After he left, Li Zhanwu seemed to have recalled something, and said, "Qin Hao, what did you just say? Bald Head, or Ou Ba, could only fight someone in the middle or late period of Inner Stage? Isn't him a Perfection Stage master? How can that be..."

"When did I say he's a Perfection Stage master?" Qin Hao snorted and answered.

"Huh?" Li Zhanwu froze and was outraged, "Damn you, didn't you say the day before yesterday at your home that both Ou Ba and Liu Yan were in the Perfection Stage?"

"What? Have I said that? It was you who thought I said that. But I have proof. Ying, tell him, did I say Bald Head and Liu Yan are Perfection Stage masters?" Qin Hao turned and looked at Shi Bingying.

Shi Bingying of course nodded and said, "No."

"Huh...?" Li Zhanwu rubbed his head. After recalling, he did realize that Qin Hao did not say that directly. But his attitude was suggesting the very same thing. It was obviously a silent acknowledgement.

"You, you...you did great. You even lied to me. I will not forget this and we'll handle it later."

Li Zhanwu was outraged. If he knew Bald Head's and others' real level, that they were not Perfection Stage masters, he wouldn’t have taken this challenge. Even if people called him weak, or a coward, he would have protected his soldiers and would not mind at all.

But now it was too late. It was impossible to give up. It was all Qin Hao's fault.

"Old Li, now we've come and let's see how it goes."

After hearing Qin Hao's words, Li Zhanwu was more than angry. "That's all they've got, and they'll now fight with Perfection Stage masters, how can I see how it goes at ease? You knew their levels and insisted that they should come, and even fooled me. You're crazy! You're playing with their lives."

After hearing this, Qin Hao's face darkened and he said, "Li Zhanwu, if you still have the spirit of a soldier, then shut up!" After saying this, others around them could feel Qin Hao's authority. They were cold and quivering. Li Zhanwu who was beside him was especially so. He was not a Martial Cultivator, and felt breathless in the atmosphere.

"Listen, this battle of life and death is something they must experience. They must go through it. I'm not playing with their lives; I'm not that bored. If they want to be real Martial Cultivators, they must go through blood and fire, and I've told you that. I don't want to repeat any more. After this, they still have hope to become strong, otherwise, they would become nobody. They're my students and I don't want that to happen! "

Although Qin Hao said those words in a low voice, and only people around him could hear it, but he was using great efforts.

"And I've told you that the strongest people might not be people in the highest stage. Nie Jingshan is proof. He was in the peak of Beginning Stage and was fighting someone in the peak of Inner Stage. But he won and it was a great victory."

Li Zhanwu was surprised again, "Jingshan was only a Martial Cultivator in the Beginning Stage?"

"What do you think?" Qin Hao snorted and asked.

"I...?" Li Zhanwu was speechless.

"Don't talk too much. Now it's all on Bald Head. Their lives are in their own hands." Qin Hao stopped talking and stared at the arena. He was also worried, but didn't show it on his face.

Bald Head's battle would be different from Nie Jingshan. Nie Jingshan had an advantage because his opponents didn't take him seriously. But now others knew the level of the Sky Group, and would more or less take them seriously.

So, Bald Head could not use this trick anymore.

Also, Bald Head was fighting against a Perfection Stage master. Although he was a Second Stage Martial Cultivator, and was more skilled than Nie Jingshan, the Perfection Stage was higher than the Inner Stage. And there was a great difference between the two. The gap between the Perfection Stage and the Inner Stage was much bigger than that between the Inner Stage and the Beginning Stage.

So it was a dangerous battle.

On the arena, Xiang Yun from the Dragon Group was staring at Bald Head. In the early period of the Inner Stage?

If it were before, and someone like this one stood in front of him, he would not even look at him. As a Perfection Stage master, he could kill several of such men with a flip of his hand.

But he was told not to make the mistake of Fat Leopard, and he also just saw Nie Jingshan's scary strength, so he did not dare to look down on his opponent. He showed his weapon, a revolving knife.

But when he saw the short axe even with scars in Bald Head’s hand, he couldn't help but look down on him. He was using this as a weapon?

But that was his problem of not recognizing the weapon. Long Taibai down there had a completely different reaction. As a master in the Spirit Stage, he looked at the axe and his eyelid twitched, and he hated them even more.

Another rare weapon. Nie Jingshan's Devil Blade already made him think the Dragon Group was treated like a stepson. However, Bald Head's weapon was also such a great one, and he now felt that the Dragon Group was a step-step son.

"Say your name. I don't kill people whose names I don't know."

On the arena, Xiang Yun looked at him with a fierce expression and said coldly.

Bald Head also said coldly, "My real name is Ou Ba, but people call me Bald Head."

"Ou Ba, what a bad name. I hope you're not as bad as your name." Xiang Yun smeared.

"You'll know soon." Bald Head waved his axe and the cold light flashed.

"Then let's do it." Xiang Yun first moved and his revolving knife dashed at Bald Head like a white light.

"Cling-clang..."

Weapons were clattering in the arena. People were staring at them with their hearts beating crazily. They were looking at the fight without blinking.

It was not as fierce as the previous one, but when one person attacked and the other one would respond. The revolving knife and the axe were clashing non-stop, which made it even more intriguing.

Li Zhanwu was worried down there. He didn't know Bald Head's real level before. Now that he knew, he was worried that he would be defeated. He might die after all.

But Qin Hao was quiet and relaxed. He was watching the battle, and seemed to have understood something.

Sometimes, watching other Martial Cultivators' fighting could also bring inspiration to a Martial Cultivator.

With the fight, the two had attacked each other for more than a dozen times, and Bald Head, which was in a much lower Stage, was doing just as well as his opponent. After they separated, Xiang Yun was the one that was shocked, and he could not look down on the axe anymore, because now his revolving knife had become a saw, but the axe he just laughed at was all the same.

That damn thing was a high-level weapon. When Martial Cultivators saw good weapons, they would be jealous, and Xiang Yun was no different.

If he had the weapon, he could fight someone at a higher level too. So he shouted inside, "It's mine."

The next second, with a whistle, he and his revolving knife became one, and they became a moving light. They moved past Bald Head, and were too fast to be seen. That was the scary speed of Perfection Stage masters.

Bald Head felt danger on his left and chopped with his axe.

There was a "shhh" sound.

His axe only touched a shadow. The clothes on his left waist were torn, and some blood was shed into the air with the knife cutting his skin.

"Ouch!"

The audience shouted with surprise. Li Zhanwu's fist tightened and he almost stood up. He was more worried and anxious.

"Qin Hao, Ou Ba is..." Li Zhanwu turned to look at Qin Hao.

But Qin Hao's relaxed expression did not change at all, and he ignored Li Zhanwu's words.

"Dad, don't be anxious, let's keep watching." Li Tielan saw his reaction and pressed on his shoulder to comfort him.

Li Zhanwu nodded and sat back again.

He swore, if something really happened to Bald Head, he would kill Qin Hao afterward.

Xiang Yun succeeded with his attack and laughed at Bald Head, "You're doing well, but your level is too low. Killing you is like killing a chicken to me."

"Is that so?" Bald Head gritted and did not even look at his wounds and stared back at him, "But I'm not a chicken. If you want to kill me, just try with your knife."

"Ha, I was not fast enough. Let me show you how to be 'fast'."

And the audience was shocked. It was fast enough, and even that was not his real level?

The next second, their eyes certainly narrowed, and in the blink of an eye, Xiang Yun had disappeared. When they saw him, he was standing behind Bald Head with a wicked smile.

"He's behind you. Be careful!" Li Zhanwu couldn't help it but shout. The moment he did that, the shiny knife again targeted at Bald Head's back, and some more blood was shed. Bald Head turned and attacked, but didn't land the blow, not even on the shadow.

It's fast, too fast, too fast to believe.

It was a speedy Martial Cultivator.

"Instructor, Bald Head was a little strange." Behind him, Liu Yan stepped forward and said to Qin Hao quietly.

As far as she knew, Bald Head was not that slow. Although Xiang Yun was fast, it wasn't like he couldn't defend himself. He just let Xiang Yun land two blows. What was he doing?

Qin Hao nodded, and said, "I know." And he stopped talking and continued to watch calmly. Looking at Bald Head, he was also curious: what was he going to do?