C96

Chapter 96 - Flutter Length

The only thing the inner sect disciples were investigating was Xiao Hong's death.

In the end, the murderer, Qu Qiuyue, was expelled from the Villa and handed over to the Xiao Family to be dealt with.

Li Xiaopeng and the others were sentenced to fifty to a hundred lashes, which made it difficult for them to get out of bed for half a month.

If not for the money they had earned from betting on Wang Hao, some people would not be able to afford the punishment.

But now, with a thousand contribution points, it was a piece of cake for them. They only needed to bet on Wang Hao fighting to earn it back.

This kind of punishment made them, who were on the verge of despair, overjoyed.

If not for Wang Hao's shocking strength, they would have already implemented the fact that they were from the same sect killing. With that result, according to the rules of the Villa, even if they didn't die, they would still be kicked out of the sect.

Even if Wang Hao was fine now, and they had lost one of him, since the inner sect investigated, according to the crimes, if He Feng was willing, he could sentence them to death.

Other than Li Xiaopeng, who could be considered as talented, the rest of them were all trash from the outer sect of the Villa.

If he had to choose between two, and if the inner sect had to choose, there was no suspense at all. They would definitely choose Wang Hao to kill them.

Thus, just this small punishment caused them to be overjoyed.

After this matter, the reason Wang Hao's background in the inner sect, or perhaps the news of the Great Clan Elder intentionally taking Wang Hao as his disciple, was spread far and wide throughout the outer sect.

In this way, there really was no one in the outer sect who dared to offend Wang Hao.

In terms of background, he was almost at the top.

In terms of personal strength, even the tenth ranked Li Xiaopeng had admitted that he was not his match. Among the outer sect disciples, only Xiao Xuan and Xiao Xuan had confidence in defeating him.

For Wang Hao, he could finally focus on cultivating the Nine Heavens Qigong safely.

In this period of time, the Deacon Xiao was able to compensate him with a lot of effort, so Wang Hao was very satisfied.

There were twelve pieces of Innate Low Grade's divine weapons, five sets of Innate Low Grade's martial skills, ten bottles of Qi Condensation and Body Tempering Pills, and one storage bag that contained these resources.

With its total value, it had almost 200,000 contribution points.

Although it was useless to Wang Hao, to the Wang Family, it was better to have more.

Even if it was in terms of martial skill manuals, Wang Hao's mind was filled with countless of Chinese supernatural technique s. But to the current Wang Family, the level was simply too high, far less than the Innate Low Grade's martial skill manuals.

After all, he was from the Xiao Family and knew what his family needed. Moreover, it was said that Wang Hao came from a small city called Tianhe City.

How many Upper Sky Martial Skill techniques and divine weapons would a small clan like this have?

Spring left and winter came.

Time passed in a flash.

Today was once again the day of the Crouching Dragon Villa's annual outer court meeting.

In this half a year, Wang Hao's cultivation had been fruitful, the results of the Nine Heavens Qigong had broken through to the seventh chapter, and the seventh chakra had been opened. If not for Wang Hao's deliberate suppression, he could have reached the Innate Realm half a month ago.

In addition, the occasional sparring session with the demon beasts at the back of the mountain had also allowed Wang Hao's Golden Bell Cover to go another step further and reach the sixth stage, increasing its defensive power.

Golden Bell Cover's sixth stage: Any spike that is hard to injure can only be fatal if it pierces the door, eyes, ears, mouth, nose or vital points.

In terms of body refining state, he had already far surpassed ten levels. If there really were twelve levels of Body Refinement, then Wang Hao's current level would at least be at the early twelfth level.

In terms of physical strength, he could almost reach twice the strength of an ordinary Body refining tenth level practitioner, or even more.

Wang Hao was confident that he would be able to contend with or even defeat ordinary Xiantian first stage experts just by relying on his physique. For example, the Manager Feng in the entrance hall or the Great Clan Elder of the Wang Family.

In the meantime, the only thing that made Wang Hao feel gloomy was the fighting.

In the entire half a year, Wang Hao had only fought less than ten matches, and practically no one had answered. In those few matches, it was only when Wang Hao repeatedly guaranteed that he would be lenient and give out high rewards to the victors that someone finally summoned up the courage to make a bet.

However, as the few half step Innate Rankers on the Flying Dragon Ranking lost to Wang Hao, no one else responded.

Furthermore, even if someone enters the stage, if the difference in strength is too obvious, Resource Building has the right to refuse the disciples' bets.

Otherwise, with the cooperation of someone, he would be able to set a winning streak and an unlimited amount of contribution points.

On the west side of the outer sect,

This was the place where the annual outer court annual gathering would be held.

At this moment, the place was packed with people. At least over ten thousand disciples were gathered in this area.

"It's Young Master Wang! Young Master Wang is here!"

Outside, someone saw Wang Hao walking over with his sharp eyes and immediately shouted.

Wang Hao, who was about to be thirteen years old, had grown a lot taller, approaching 1.7 meters. Amongst the outer sect disciples, he was no longer the shortest.

However, there was no one who did not recognize Wang Hao's appearance. There were only a handful of outer sect disciples who had never seen him before.

Following the shout of this person, everyone moved from the outside to the inside of the tunnel in an extremely coordinated manner.

Wang Hao was already used to this kind of treatment. With a faint smile on his face, he was not embarrassed, nor was he arrogant.

"Young Master Wang!"

"Young Master Wang!"

"Young Master Wang!"

Under the crowd's attention and greetings, Wang Hao steadily walked to the front.

This place was similar to the fighting arena in front of Resource Building, there was also a fighting arena, however, this fighting arena was two to three times larger, the stone walls here were twice as hard, it was more than enough for half a step Innate Rankers to fight on.

"Young Master Wang! "You're here!"

Li Xiaopeng suddenly appeared from the side and said with a flattering smile.

As the top ten existence of Flying Dragon Ranking s, Li Xiaopeng and the rest of the experts of Flying Dragon Ranking s were naturally at the front.

Wang Hao glanced at Li Xiaopeng, and said indifferently: "Not bad, your improvement in this half a year is not small, you must have wasted a lot of effort!"

"Hehe, this is all thanks to you, Young Master Wang. Without your help, I think that my current accomplishments will have been delayed by at least half a year." Li Xiaopeng laughed.

"Don't flatter me. Back then, I was only punishing you. If you had not worked hard, I'm afraid you would not even have opened your meridians." Wang Hao said snappily.

"Heh heh."

Li Xiaopeng shamelessly laughed, but did not refute his.

Right now, he was determined to be Wang Hao's little brother, regardless of whether Wang Hao agreed to it or not, it would be better to serve him first.

Then, he continued: "Young Master Wang, this is your first time participating in the annual Clan Assembly, so you still aren't clear about the rules and procedures, how about I explain them to you?"

"Alright, speak!"

"Alright!"

Li Xiaopeng happily agreed, as though being able to explain to Wang Hao was a great honor.

However, let alone this, at this moment, a majority of the people were looking at Li Xiaopeng with gazes filled with jealousy and envy.

Only a very small amount of people had looks of disdain on their faces.

And Wang Hao even noticed a gaze that was not very friendly, sweeping over his body.

He looked to the side and saw a man standing in the front row. He looked to be about twenty years old, about 1.8 meters tall, of medium build, not very handsome but with a strong build and a pair of sword-like eyebrows raised high.

Wang Hao was sure that this person had a long tremble that could be used with the sword.