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Hearing Luo Hao's words, and seeing the cold light that was being emitted by Luo Hao's eyes, everyone knew that Luo Hao would not show any more mercy, he had only severed one of his arms and did not kill him. It should be because of Zhao Yuanming, the remaining people were all people who wanted to take away his treasure, so Luo Hao had no reason to be lenient.

If not for the fact that Luo Hao had forced eight people to retreat with a single sword strike and left them with no chance of fighting back, they might have thought that Luo Hao was just feeling guilty and forced himself to act like a fatty.

But now, no one would think like that. What they were thinking was, how Luo Hao would defeat the remaining seven, how many moves would he need, and how he would deal with the remaining seven.

"Everyone, let's go. I don't believe this guy has six heads and seven arms."

The one who spoke was a bald middle-aged man with a very unique appearance. His teeth were protruding out of his mouth and his nose was tilted outwards. When he spoke, his nose wouldn't move at all.

When he said this, the other six looked at him in unison, which meant, since you said so, you should go first.

The middle-aged baldy really wanted to slap himself a few times. Seeing this, the others obviously wanted someone to rush up to Luo Hao and have a spar with him and test the depth of his waters.

He really did not believe that a person with a soul nourishing stage of the eighth level, and was even just a brat that was half a year old, would be able to start cultivating even when he was in his mother's stomach. His strength was definitely limited, and even if he was not a match, he could still retreat safely.

Thinking up to here, the middle aged man swung the weapon in his hands. Two dozens of pounds of shiny iron hammers that were infusing energy crazily into them, his hands swinging around as he roared and pounced towards Luo Hao.

The strong power of the middle aged man caused the air to whistle, as if it was a rising tide of a river. It set off layers of waves, each wave higher than the last one rolling towards Luo Hao, giving off a terrifying aura.

"Defeating you in one move!"

Luo Hao said, he extended two fingers and gently waved it back and forth in the air, meaning that everyone could see and understand, that the middle aged man was too weak.

Was Luo Hao really so powerful?

Everyone opened their eyes wide, afraid that in the blink of an eye, they would miss the coming exciting match.

Earlier, his sister Long Ruojing had told him to go up and help Luo Hao, and the reason why Long Ji did not go up, was also because he did not express his stance. This included the reason that he was backed by the Imperial Family, and most of the reason was because Luo Hao was only a person at the eighth stage.

But when Luo Hao forced the ninth stage of the soul nourishing stage to beg for mercy, he defeated the other party in one move and crippled his arm, letting Long Ji know that killing the Ghost Face Pearl the last time was not by luck but by relying on his real strength.

And now, had even said that he would be able to defeat a middle-aged man with nine stages of soul nourishing stage in one move. Although it was very ear-piercing, because Long Ji himself also had the strength of the ninth stage of the soul nourishing stage, which meant that it was very possible that Luo Hao only needed one move to defeat him. However, in the end, it was as Luo Hao had said, even if he couldn't defeat the middle-aged man in one move, as long as he defeated the middle-aged man in the end, Long Ji would feel that he would no longer be displeased about it.

By saying this, it did not mean that Luo Hao's strength was already strong enough to be respected, but rather, it meant that he had the potential. Given time, he would definitely become such an expert.

In the end, because of this, the Empire would become famous as a strong Ranker within the Kingdom. Their position in the Chio Continent would rise greatly, and their position would increase greatly.

As Long Ji thought about this, he was really looking forward to the final result.

When the middle-aged man heard Luo Hao, he also felt that it was extremely ear-piercing. With the same movement, the power in his hands increased by a few points, and he did not hold back any longer as he used his full power. This caused his attacking aura to increase by several folds, and the iron hammer in his hands whistled towards Luo Hao.

With a thought, Luo Hao retracted the sword in his hand. With both of his feet in front of him, he firmly grabbed onto the ground and quickly channeled all his power into his palms, causing lightning to flash and thunder to crackle in the air, followed by the sound of thunder crackling. Then, he suddenly pushed his palms outwards, striking towards the bald middle-aged man like a cannonball.

Bang!

Bang! With a loud sound, the middle-aged man's attack instantly disintegrated. Luo Hao's attack was not obstructed in the slightest, and like a fierce beast rushing towards the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was already scared out of his wits, and his face was deathly pale. The fists in his hands were continuously counterattacked, as though he was punching himself, and smashed towards the middle-aged man's chest.

Boom! *

Ka-cha! *

Another loud sound rang out as the middle-aged man's chest was struck by his dual hammers. His clothes were in disarray, his flesh was mangled, his sternum was fractured, and a huge chunk of his chest was caved in. Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out, along with his shattered organs, spurting out into the air.

His deformed body was like a broken piece of cotton, gently flying backwards, heavily landing on the ground without making a sound. His head tilted and he died, blood flowing out of his mouth along with his broken five visceras.

Defeat in one move!

Killed in one move!

Before he could even scream, his life was already gone!

Not only that, he even reached the peak of the ninth level at the eighth level, a complete victory.

The entire scene was deathly silent. Everyone stood there in a daze as time stood still.

Yan Chi's face was still pale white, his eyes flickered indeterminately, it was unknown what he was thinking.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the other five people. Their faces constantly twitched. The bald middle-aged man's cultivation level was the same as theirs. If they went up, there was only death waiting for them.

Their love for life was now stronger than their thirst for treasures. They were afraid, but if they were to return like this and spread the news, how could they continue to follow the underworld in the future?

When they regained their senses, they secretly gasped for a breath of cold air, and looked at Luo Hao's eyes again, with a hint of reverence. There were even more people secretly rejoicing that they did not have the brains to rush up to stand against Luo Hao, or else the ones who would have died just now would be them.

Luo Hao walked towards the middle-aged baldy, causing everyone's heart to jump. Could it be that killing the baldy would not release their hatred, and they would still need to whip their corpses?

His body was not very muscular, his arms and legs were not very muscular, his face was not very fierce, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face, but in everyone's eyes, Luo Hao had already turned into a demon that came from hell, a messenger. Many warriors had already decided in their hearts that in the future, they would stay far away from him.

Luo Hao walked to the side of the bald middle-aged man, bent down and touched the chest of the middle aged man with his hand for a while, then took out a bag made of spirit beast skin that was stained with blood. He shook it a little, and then, turned it over, and a crystal slipped out from the bag and into his hand.

He then solemnly put it into his heart.

The crowd was stunned again. They thought to themselves, "How much money do you need? A piece of crystal, and also a low-grade crystal, it's like you've just made a fortune. Do you think that you still love money like that in your previous life?"

After discovering Luo Hao's great hobby, all of the warriors felt their hearts go numb and couldn't help but to feel for him. They were very worried that Luo Hao would come over and say, "If you want money, you don't want your life."

Then there would be no place to cry.

Luo Hao walked back to the center of the arena, and casually stood there.

When Luo Hao finished speaking, he swiped his hand across his neck, making a gesture of rubbing his neck. Other than Yan Chi, the rest of the five felt a chill in their hearts and couldn't help but reach out to touch their necks, calming them down slightly.

Yan Chi did not move, and the other five people did not move either.

"Are you still playing or not? If you don't want to, then go. I'm in a good mood today. Just now, I was laughing at little money, but hehe …"

Luo Hao did not finish his sentence as he glanced over the scene.

Everyone was shocked, they thought, just as expected, Luo Hao was looking for their property, just that he did not say it out loud. "Yet they are rich, and want money more than life!"

Thinking this way, everyone held their hands tightly to their chests, as if their treasures would automatically fly out and land in Luo Hao's hands. Their faces were filled with determination, if they had to ask for money, they wouldn't kill themselves, but if it really wasn't possible, they could still get rid of their wealth.

"Like I said, hand over the greatsword and I'll spare your life."

Yan Chi took a step forward, and said without holding back.

As soon as Yan Chi finished speaking, the eyes of the many warriors immediately turned to look at him as if they were looking at a fool.

"There really are people in this world who aren't afraid of death for money."

"Let's just treat it as watching another show. The more we watch, the more uncomfortable it becomes for this person's dead face."

Yan Chi was unwilling to let this matter go, Luo Hao did not feel that it was strange, and he also knew that killing the chicken and monkeys just now was not enough to scare Yan Chi. From a certain point of view, the two of them had similar thoughts and would not rest until they had achieved their goal.

"Then, what are your plans? Are you tired? It's time to rest, and we'll disperse and head back home."

Luo Xu glanced at the other five, and knew that all warriors loved face, so he wanted to retreat and be embarrassed. In the end, Luo Hao was not a bloodthirsty person, the five of them were dressed brilliantly, they were of similar age to him, and their origins were not small. Luo Hao was not afraid of their backers, but it would be better if he could avoid trouble.

"Yes, yes, but I'm tired. Rest for a bit. After being out for so long, it's about time to go back."

The five of them were all smart people, how could they know that Luo Hao was giving them the chance to get down, he obviously wanted them to beat them up with their sticks. As he said that, he walked to the side of the stage and kept patting his clothes, as if he had been through a life and death battle just now.

The other warriors were speechless, thinking that he really knew how to act, but in reality, they had only extended their hands out once from the start of the stage to the end, and had even been scared away by Luo Hao.