Chapter 443: Chapter 441: Crazy Xu Hao
"ROAR!"
Xu Hao roared in fury. The aura of a Tier Nine Spirit Marquis erupted from him completely, startling everyone at the sect gate. This kid, who was usually so meek and subservient to other sects, actually dared to fight back.
"What, Xu Hao? Are you actually thinking of making a move?" Feeling Xu Hao’s aura, one of the disciples who had been mocking him the most stepped forward and spoke with disdain.
Xu Hao’s eyes turned crimson as he stared at the disciple. He recognized him. This was Feng Cheng, a Core Disciple of the Phoenix Splendor Sect. The Phoenix Splendor Sect was a powerful Second-class Sect in the Northern Domain, and the Qi Refining Sect was one of its subordinate sects.
Because they were a subordinate sect and Xu Hao had shown outstanding performance, the Sect Leader of the Qi Refining Sect had wanted to send him to the Phoenix Splendor Sect for further Cultivation. The Phoenix Splendor Sect had indeed accepted the recommendation and arranged a trial for Xu Hao, which he passed as expected. But just as Xu Hao was about to enter the Phoenix Splendor Sect, this very Feng Cheng had stabbed him in the back, causing Xu Hao to lose the opportunity.
Xu Hao was furious about it, but the Elders of the Qi Refining Sect didn’t dare utter a single word of complaint. Instead, they had to do everything they could to curry favor with Feng Cheng. Xu Hao knew that his Qi Refining Sect was just an unranked Minor Sect that relied on the Phoenix Splendor Sect as its backer. The Elders had no choice but to sacrifice him to protect the sect. If they got on the Phoenix Splendor Sect’s bad side, the Qi Refining Sect might be wiped from the Northern Domain overnight!
Xu Hao had been helpless. The Qi Refining Sect was like a second home to him, so for its sake, he had no choice but to swallow his anger. But deep down, he couldn’t accept it. His Talent and strength were in no way inferior to Feng Cheng’s. All he lacked was an opportunity—a chance to soar to the heavens. Yet, just as that chance was within his grasp, Feng Cheng had stomped it to pieces. How could Xu Hao possibly stomach such humiliation? And today, spurred on by Shen Haoran’s words, he finally erupted!
"Feng Cheng! You shamelessly cut off my path of Cultivation, preventing me from entering a stronger Sect to train! Now, I’m going to wash away that shame with my own hands! Do you dare to fight me?" Xu Hao shouted, his face and neck flushed red.
Hearing this, Feng Cheng shot Xu Hao a disdainful glance and said scornfully, "Fight you? Haha, are you even worthy? A piece of trash like you from a lowly sect isn’t even worth my time!"
The moment Feng Cheng finished speaking, a wave of discontent rippled through the crowd. Many people at the sect gate belonged to sects on the same level as the Qi Refining Sect. Feng Cheng’s words had not only enraged Xu Hao but had also offended quite a few others.
But Xu Hao paid no mind to Feng Cheng’s words. Instead, a cold smirk played on his lips. "What, are you scared?" he said.
"Scared? What a joke. Me, scared of you? But that’s a nice attempt at goading me. I’ve decided to teach you a proper lesson!" Feng Cheng’s aura intensified, and a cruel smile spread across his face.
"He accepted, he accepted! Feng Cheng accepted Xu Hao’s challenge!"
"I can’t stand Feng Cheng, but his strength is on a completely different level than Xu Hao’s. There’s probably no suspense in this fight."
"The advantages of a Major Sect are just too obvious. High Level Cultivation Techniques, powerful Martial Skills... a Minor Sect like the Qi Refining Sect can’t compare at all. This fight is destined to be nothing more than Feng Cheng’s personal showcase!"
Hearing Feng Cheng accept the challenge, the surrounding disciples all spoke with a sense of pity.
"BOOM..."
Sure enough, just as their voices faded, a violent aura exploded from Feng Cheng’s body. The powerful Qi kicked up a storm of Spiritual Power in front of the sect gate. Although both were Tier Nine Spirit Marquises, the aura emanating from Feng Cheng was much stronger than Xu Hao’s.
Feeling the pressure from Feng Cheng’s aura, the faces of the surrounding Martial Artists changed. They knew that as a Core Disciple of a Second-class Sect, Feng Cheng’s strength was extraordinary, but they hadn’t expected him to be this powerful. This aura was approaching the level of a Tier Nine Spirit Marquis Peak!
"So, you little fish, do you see the gap between us now? You really think you can fight me? You must have a death wish!" Feng Cheng laughed wildly at Xu Hao, who was completely suppressed by his aura, his tone dripping with undisguised contempt.
Seeing Feng Cheng’s arrogant expression, a cold smirk appeared on Shen Haoran’s face. ’It’s true that on the surface, Feng Cheng’s strength seems superior to Xu Hao’s,’ he thought. ’But will he really win? Xu Hao is fighting for his dignity. He’s willing to give his life for this battle. But what about Feng Cheng? Would he dare do the same? In a fight, you shouldn’t fear an opponent stronger than you; you should fear an opponent who’s a lunatic with nothing to lose!’
Just as Shen Haoran had predicted, Xu Hao showed no sign of backing down, even when facing the powerful Feng Cheng. Instead, his face was filled with a crazed expression. ’My opponent is strong, so what? A man’s dignity cannot be trampled. Even if my opponent is stronger, even if it costs me my life, I’ll take a pound of his flesh with me!’
"ROAR!"
In the next moment, Xu Hao didn’t hesitate. He let out another roar and charged forward. He knew very well that his opponent was stronger. If he let Feng Cheng make the first move, he wouldn’t have any chance to fight back. Therefore, attacking first was the best choice.
"You’re courting death!" Seeing Xu Hao dare to attack first, Feng Cheng barked a cold command and met him head-on. The next instant, the two clashed, and a great battle instantly erupted.
"BANG! BANG! BANG..."
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM..."
Before the sect gate, the roaring sounds of battle and the thud of fists meeting flesh rang out, making the scalps of the surrounding disciples tingle.
In the center of the battlefield, Xu Hao and Feng Cheng exchanged blows. A violent gale of Spiritual Power and Powerful Qi raged around them. The ground before the sect gate seemed unable to withstand the force, and it began to crack and splinter.
"This is so intense! Even though Xu Hao’s aura is much weaker, he’s actually able to fight Feng Cheng to a standstill like this. I really underestimated him!" a disciple murmured, watching the two combatants.
"But don’t you think Xu Hao is being too reckless? This is a completely suicidal fighting style!" another disciple said with a frown.
Hearing this, the surrounding disciples nodded in agreement. In the center of the battlefield, Xu Hao was covered in bruises from head to toe, his face a swollen mess of black and blue. In his fight against Feng Cheng, Xu Hao had adopted a strategy of trading injuries for injuries. He completely ignored Feng Cheng’s attacks; if Feng Cheng landed a punch, Xu Hao would return a kick. It looked like a common street brawl.
But this brawling method was having an extraordinary effect. The once elegant and poised Feng Cheng was now also covered in bruises from Xu Hao’s attacks, his robes torn to shreds. He looked utterly miserable...
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