C65

Why are you giving me face?

Ga!

Hearing Wang Hao's words, Zhang Song and the rest were stunned, their mouths agape with disbelief.

Not only that, many of the surrounding people were also extremely shocked. They were tongue-tied and immediately started to discuss what had happened.

"Am I hearing things? This Wang Hao wants Zhang Song to kneel down and apologize? "

"That's right, I heard it too. I'm really looking forward to it, if you beat Lin Cong up first, then beat Zhang Song up again, then Wang Hao's name will be known by everyone!"

"Tch!" I think Wang Hao is crazy, even if he really beat Lin Cong up with his own strength, but can Lin Cong even compare? They might be of similar background, but their own strength is far weaker. Zhang Song's individual strength is at least ranked in the top 800, but how old is Wang Hao, can he be defeated? "

"We can't beat him. Forget about Zhang Song, just look at his lackeys, which one of them aren't skilled in Qi Disciple Level Ten!"

"Hehe, if the number one goddess of the outer sect was in front of you, you would definitely show off! This is the so called 'The Sad Beauty Pass'! "

"Unfortunately, showing off has a heavy price to pay!"

Among the people present, the only one with a calm reaction was Bai Ruoxi.

She seemed to not be surprised by Wang Hao's words, and did not doubt Wang Hao's strength, and was currently looking at Wang Hao with a smile, with some anticipation in her eyes.

"Don't think that you can get away with it. I'll count to three. If you don't kneel down now, I won't be polite!"

Wang Hao hurried him with feigned contempt, he raised his right hand and extended out a finger, and shouted coldly, "One!"

Zhang Song was jolted awake, and seeing Wang Hao counting with confidence, he was immediately angered to the point of laughing. Clasping his fist to his chest, he shouted with interest:

"Hehe, let's see how long you can keep pretending. Hurry up, if not, I'll help you to keep count!"

"Haha, Young Master Wang, although we are not familiar with each other, I have to admire you.

A follower reacted and laughed out loud. The others also agreed, mistakenly thinking that Wang Hao was just pretending and admiring his power.

Seeing that, Wang Hao shook his head helplessly. He raised his right hand, and immediately flicked two more fingers, and said coldly: "Three!"

Oh, Young Master Wang, do you still know how to count?

One of his lackeys started to mock him, but what responded was a quick kick from Wang Hao.

Boom! *

After Wang Hao said the word 'three, he had already kicked, and quickly kicked the knee of the lackey who was so rude.

Ka-cha! *

Caught off guard, that subordinate, who only had seven stages of body refining state, couldn't even take Wang Hao's fierce kick, let alone ten. Accompanied by the cracking sounds of his knees, he was immediately sent flying.

With both feet back and head forward, he fell heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"This …"

Everyone was dumbfounded once again. The person was lying on the ground, his right leg was severely deformed and dislocated. His face was like a dog eating sh * t and his mouth was full of blood.

"Young Master Zhang, take revenge for me!"

The man trembled as he raised his hand towards Zhang Song and shouted in pain.

"F * ck, you actually dare to attack me? Go and give this young master a good beating!" Break his legs! "

Zhang Song regained his senses, he was immediately infuriated and roared, calling for the rest of his followers to follow him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

However, after Zhang Song finished shouting, he noticed that three more people flew out from the ground and landed heavily on the ground.

The posture and the scene were exactly the same as the first person's.

"You!"

The look in Zhang Song's eyes instantly changed, he felt a chill engulfing him, as though he had fallen into an icehouse, and his body instantly stiffened.

The last follower had a face full of horror, with lingering fear. If he hadn't been standing behind Young Master Zhang, he would have been crippled like his four companions, lying flat on the ground.

Everyone was shocked one after another, until they couldn't even think straight, all of them kept quiet, holding their breath, afraid that they would disturb Wang Hao and beat him up.

Bai Ruoxi also widely opened her eyes, her red lips could not close in surprise.

She seemed to realize that such an indecent scene would damage the goddess' image and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Wang Hao threw four kicks consecutively, as if he had not done anything. He turned to the side, looking at Zhang Song who was in a daze, he originally wanted to take action, but realised that with over a thousand people watching him, it was not good to cause a scene that was too bloody and cruel, especially with the presence of his goddess.

Therefore, the coldness on Wang Hao's body vanished as he smiled, "Senior brother Zhang, on the account of Senior sister Xiao Xi, I will make an exception and give you another chance. Kneel down and apologize and swear!"

"Uh, why are you giving me face? I have nothing to do with him!"

Bai Ruoxi was startled, and immediately shouted out.

Zhang Song would naturally not accept this kindness, not to mention kneeling down, even if Wang Hao wanted him to leave now, he would not leave.

With four of his followers crippled on the spot, if he himself did nothing, he would leave with his tail between his legs. Then, how would Zhang Song be able to stand up for himself in the Outer Sect in the future?

Moreover, with so many people watching and witnessing everything, even if he, Zhang Song were to be beaten to death, he could not be terrified!

And Bai Ruoxi's words, were even more so. Zhang Song's raging anger, which had already been ignited, instantly exploded out.

"Kneel your ass!"

With a furious roar, Zhang Song's Qi Disciple Level Eleven true energy unreservedly bloomed, converging onto his right fist, and fiercely smashed towards Wang Hao.

Bai Ruoxi's expression changed slightly as she cried out in alarm, "Be careful, this is the Violent Wind Fist, the Villa's top grade martial skill, don't take it head-on!"

whooshing

The power of the fist was extremely strong and it stirred up a fierce wind, causing Wang Hao's hair and clothes to flutter.

Even without Bai Ruoxi's reminder, Wang Hao had already felt the power of Zhang Song's angry punch, so much so that ordinary Qi Cultivating Stage 12 experts would not dare to take it head-on.

If it was body refining state, it would at least require Body refining tenth level in order to dare to meet force with force.

With Wang Hao's strength, if he did not conceal it, he could deal with it any way he wanted.

After Golden Bell Cover had broken through the fifth level, Wang Hao's body refining state had already risen from the peak of the eighth level to the peak of the ninth level. Furthermore, under the tempering of the two divine arts, Altering Muscle Meridian and Golden Bell Cover, his vitality far surpassed experts of the same level.

Although his strength had not yet broken through to the Qi Cultivating Stage 12, his true qi refinement ability was far superior to others. The power of his true qi was not one bit inferior to the experts of the Peak of Qi Cultivating.

In terms of martial skills, there was no need to talk about it. Even if it was the Wang Family's high ranked martial skills, in Wang Hao's hands, they would still outshine him and surpass him.

However, there was no need to easily reveal his trump card. To deal with Zhang Song and the others, Wang Hao only needed to reveal his speed.

Swish!

Therefore, Zhang Song's punch, was destined to hit nothing.

"Young Master Zhang, be careful of the back!"

The last follower saw Wang Hao's figure suddenly appear behind Zhang Song and immediately shouted. At the same time, he also raised his strength and struck out with his palm, wanting to take the opportunity while Wang Hao was attacking Zhang Song to launch a sneak attack on him.