Chapter 65 Wu Zong!

"Fatty, I'm obviously very low-key, why am I still being provoked?" Shi Hao couldn't figure it out.

"Hey." The fat man smiled, "Think about it, how much trouble did you cause when you were in Mengyang City? When you went to the county town, you even killed the prince! So, you must be born With a halo of hatred."

Shi Hao was speechless, he felt that he was normal, why is there so much trouble?

"Shi Hao, come out!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout at the door.

This is no accident for the two of them. If you hit the younger one, the older one will definitely jump out.

Shi Hao was looking forward to it, he planned to keep a low profile for a while, and revenge for his adoptive father must be put first, Luo Chen was just passing it by.

But now, since Luo Chen came to the door himself, of course he doesn't mind making a move.

However, when Shi Hao glanced over, he was disappointed. There were nine people standing at the door, some young and some middle-aged, but there was no Luo Chen.

"Why, do you all deserve a beating?" The fat man came out.

Shi Hao lacked interest, without Luo Chen, he didn't want to make a move at all.

"What a hateful guy!" The nine people at the door were masters from Kong, Zhang, and Hou. In order to flatter Luo Chen, they even dispatched a senior martial artist each.

From their point of view, this is naturally a foolproof lineup, and it is simply extravagant to the extreme for students who come to participate in the academy competition.

However, they immediately discovered that they were wrong, and wrong very much.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fat man beat all nine of them to the ground neatly, broke their legs, and threw them out the door.

On the tall building in the distance, Luo Chen had a panoramic view of everything.

He couldn't help showing a look of astonishment, but also a little bit of luck.

When it was almost time to arrive, he suddenly changed his mind and asked the Kong family and others to take the lead, while he watched from another place.

——This is out of caution, after all, the fat man once mentioned that he is Wu Zong.

Of course he doesn't believe it, but it's better to be careful.

Such caution apparently saved him.

Easily defeating three high-level martial artists, this is definitely a martial artist.

God, such a young Wu Zong.

Luo Chen showed a look of jealousy, even if he had Wu Zun as his teacher, his progress this year was horrifying, but the fat man was obviously about the same age as him, yet he crushed him to the point where there was no scum left.

Such a person... must not stay.

Otherwise, maybe the master will be moved to cherish his talent and accept him as a disciple.

However, it is too difficult, too difficult to kill a Wuzong!

Can he invite the strong Wuzong?

Difficult, have to pay a huge price.

Or, he could get an amethyst cannon.

However, the amethyst cannon is the country's most important weapon, who would dare to keep it private?

Huh?

It suddenly occurred to him that his master collected one as a toy——Wu Zun is above the country, what can't he do if he wants to collect it?

As long as you temporarily "borrow" this amethyst cannon, kill the fat man and return it back without anyone noticing.

As for Shi Hao's words, hehe, does he need to take a useless person to heart?

...

Shi Hao turned around in various pharmacies, he wanted to use that blood ginseng into medicine as soon as possible, and this required several equally precious medicinal materials, not only expensive, but also not necessarily available with money.

After running for three days, he finally got together the medicinal materials and started brewing them.

It took a full half a day, and he finally boiled the concoction into a blood-red plaster.

Shi Hao scraped out the plaster and began to eat it.

Well, it's so hard.

Shi Hao almost vomited out, resisting the pain, and then finished the plaster, not wasting even a little bit.

After just a while, he felt the heat inside his body, as if his internal organs and six lungs were about to burn.

He hastened to run the Overlord Body Art so that his body could fully absorb the power of the medicine.

The same medicine is taken, but in different people, the effect may be different.

Because everyone has a different absorption rate for the drug.

Moreover, even if the same person takes the same medicine, the effect will be different in different ways.

Absorbed with the Overlord Body Technique, it is enough to maximize the potency of the medicine.

In fact, the level of Tyrant Body Art is very high, and absorbing the medicinal power of blood ginseng can be said to be a trivial use.

Crackling, crackling, his bones continued to burst into crisp sounds, and white gas visible to the naked eye was ejected from his nostrils, like two white dragons.

For the first time, Shi Hao felt that there was no pain in running the Overlord Body Technique, but a kind of comfort of fully unfolding the body.

Only then did he know how high the conditions are for practicing Tyrant Body Art, and only good things like blood ginseng can make Tyrant Body Art truly effective.

It's no wonder that a strong man like Yuan Chengmi gave up training for various reasons after obtaining the Overlord Body Art.

To cultivate such a physical skill from scratch would consume too much, and the input and output are not directly proportional.

However, Shi Hao started from the beginning, and with the heart of a young man, he must choose the best one if he wants to practice, and the Tyrant Physique is indeed the most powerful among the physical arts.

After half an hour, Shi Hao finally stopped, only to feel a sense of drowsiness, and he fell asleep involuntarily.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed.

The fat man must have carried him to the bed after seeing it.

He couldn't help but feel afraid, it's because of the fat man, what if it's an outsider?

Then he really didn't know how he died.

He jumped up and waved his arms, and suddenly, he felt the power in his body surging.

Before, his strength had reached 124,000 jin, but now, it was close to the 150,000 jin mark.

The effect of blood ginseng is more than 20,000 catties of strength!

Shi Hao thought for a while, and suddenly realized.

This is because the Overlord Body Technique absorbs the power of the medicine better, so that the blood ginseng exerts a greater effect.

The strength of 150,000 catties is the limit of an intermediate Wuzong, but for Yu Shi Hao, it is the limit of his senior martial artist and the beginning of a junior Wuzong.

Tomorrow, he will be able to break through this threshold if he practices Nine Revolutions Grabbing the Heavenly Scripture again.

After a night passed, Shi Hao was full of anticipation when he started to practice in the morning.

He is going to really step into Wuzong.

Not disappointing him, Wu Zong's door was easily opened to him, and his strength reached 152,000 jin.

Looking back, it was less than three months since he obtained the Nine-Turn Grabbing Heaven Scripture, and he had the strength to rival the high-ranking Wu Zong, which was really too fast.

"Tomorrow is the martial arts competition. I will fulfill my adoptive father's last wish first. After entering the Imperial Capital Academy, I will go to Shi's house." He murmured, with his current strength, he would not be afraid even if he forced his way into Shi's house.

The pinnacle of senior martial arts?

Even if he can't beat him, he also has full self-protection ability. The only thing he is afraid of now is Wu Zun and Amethyst Cannon.

There was nothing to say this day, and early the next morning, after Shi Hao finished his cultivation, he headed towards the Imperial Capital Academy.

For him, winning the championship is just a formality.

Um?

At the gate, he saw a person.

Luo Chen.