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"Please wait!" Seventh Elder suddenly said as he stared at Ling Hao with a sinister gaze. He had heard from his son Chen Yu that this youth was just a piece of trash.

"Have you reached the fifth level of Qi Condensation?"

Ling Hao did not say anything as his aura slowly rose.

Patriarch Seven mumbled in surprise, "She rose three levels consecutively in a month. Yu'er consumed a large amount of Origin Gathering Pills to achieve such an effect."

"This young man is not simple!"

Li Mingxue felt mixed emotions in his heart as he looked at Ling Hao with a complicated gaze. Hidden strength? Unfortunately, you're still inferior to Big Brother Chen Yu.

"Is it ready?"

"Do I have the right to enter the academy?"

Ling Hao muttered to himself. Then, he turned his head and looked at Bai Han with a pair of cold eyes.

This teacher had made a bet with him that day. If he lost, he would willingly enter the service yard and become a slave for the rest of his life!

However, if Bai Han lost, he would only apologize to him.

At this moment, Bai Han's face was filled with shock. So he was already at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. No wonder he dared to challenge Bai Han.

After his mood had calmed down, Bai Han's face became deathly pale, and he said despondently, "I take back what I said a month ago. I apologize to you now, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said you were lazy.

This was the first time in his life that he had made a mistake.

Everyone stared at Bai Han with their eyes wide open. None of them had expected that a grand master of the great circle of Qi Condensation would actually apologize to his student.

Ling Hao said, "You're pretty honest." Then, he never looked at him again.

Bai Qing had been waiting impatiently for a long time. A blurry shadow flashed by as her sword slashed out.

She was truly elegant and graceful, graceful like a swimming dragon.

No one could see her movements clearly, all they saw was an afterimage flash past.

Ling Hao still stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

He stretched out his arm and grabbed the sword.

A pile of powder scattered in the wind. When everyone took a closer look, they sucked in a breath of cold air!

It turned out that Ling Hao had used his hands to grasp the edge of the sword until it shattered into powder.

Bai Qing's small face turned pale. She glared at Ling Hao. Without saying a word, this devil had actually shattered his weapon with his bare hands!

Was his hand made of fine steel?

After a moment of silence, everyone seemed to come to their senses.

Discussions rose and fell.

"This is too scary!" "Bai Qing's sword is made of at least fine steel. This fellow is truly terrifying!"

"I never thought that I would really never think that Ling Hao would be called trash. Why is he so strong?"

"That's not right. No matter how strong he is, snatching the white blade with his bare hands, is it even possible for everyone to think about it?"

Patriarch Seven's pupils shrank, and his palms began to drip with sweat.

As a True Sun realm cultivator, she had seen many strange things. This kind of cultivation technique, unless one used a secret technique to refine the body, was absolutely impossible to seize the white blade empty-handed!

On the high platform, rows of spectators were looking at the stage. Yang Linglong, dressed in purple, was talking to the elder beside her.

The yellow-clothed old man had a head full of white hair, but his eyes flashed with a bright light. He lightly stroked his beard, frowning slightly. "Ling Er, how familiar is this child with him?"

Earlier on, Yang Linglong's grandfather, Yang Wuyuan, knew that the Blood Soul Grass his grandson brought back was given to him by a youngster named Ling Hao. Out of gratitude, he said many times that he wanted to meet him.

Yang Linglong smiled and said, "Grandpa, our relationship is pretty good. He also taught me the Cloud Piercing Sword Art, I forgot to tell you, I have comprehended sword intent!"

Yang Wuyuan stopped stroking his beard, and his eyes emitted a bright light. He trembled as he said, "What did you say?"

He absolutely did not believe that only the sword faction could comprehend that his granddaughter had comprehended sword intent.

Yang Linglong waved her hand and the flames rose into the air, instantly condensing into a long sword.

"It's actually the sword intent of fire!"

"My good granddaughter, you are really great!" Yang Wuyuan suddenly stood up and looked at Yang Linglong in shock.

Subsequently, he looked at the youth in the center of the arena with an excited expression.

This kid, is a Hidden Dragon in Abyss!