The Deacon was speechless. Just because you wanted to continue challenging, you peed on someone else's door. That's really despicable. But he couldn't do anything about it; Tianwu Academy didn't have a rule stating you couldn't pee on your own door!
However, if someone wanted to challenge, he naturally couldn't refuse, so he nodded and said, "Who will you challenge next?"
"Number eight hundred!"
The jump this time was quite large. But it was still alright; the difference in strength between those in the nine hundreds and those in the eight hundreds wasn't that big.
Ying Da also came out at this moment, pulling up his pants. He looked completely satisfied. Dou Bi looked at Ying Da curiously and asked, "Where's that bald guy from just now?"
Ying Da pursed his lips and said, "This kid, he looks pretty sturdy, but his appetite is so bad. He only ate two bites and fainted. He's still in the latrine now!"
Dou Bi: "..."
Zhang Hao was also speechless and said to Ying Da, "Now let's go to the next place."
The students watching from the side saw there was still excitement to be had and were all very excited. They all surged towards the residence at number eight hundred.
The residence at number eight hundred was much larger than the previous residence at number nine hundred. The environment was also better.
"Who is making noise here?" A Black-Clad Youth in a tight black outfit walked out holding a black long spear.
"Your Grandpa!" Zhang Hao said, crossing his arms.
"So it's you. You just had your ribs broken by me last month. Did you heal so quickly that you've forgotten the pain?" The Black-Clad Youth looked at Zhang Hao with a half-smile.
Zhang Hao's heart turned cold upon hearing this. He said to the Black-Clad Youth, "Last time, you broke three of my ribs. This time, I'll break your limbs!"
"Just you? This time, as you said, not only will I break all your ribs, but I'll also break your limbs." The Black-Clad Youth looked at Zhang Hao and gave a cruel smile.
"Swish!"
The Black-Clad Youth thrust his spear towards Zhang Hao.
This spear thrust was both fast and fierce, with numerous spear shadows blocking Zhang Hao's surroundings.
"Break for me!"
Zhang Hao met it with a punch.
With a "Clang!" Zhang Hao's punch directly hit the tip of the Black-Clad Youth's spear.
Zhang Hao didn't move at all, like a great mountain. However, the Black-Clad Youth felt a slight numbness in his hand. His palm hurt, and the long spear in his hand almost flew out.
"He blocked it! How is that possible!"
The Black-Clad Youth was greatly surprised. He naturally knew that this spear thrust of his had used power exceeding ten thousand.
"You take a punch from me too!"
Zhang Hao grinned and rapidly threw a punch at the Black-Clad Youth.
This punch was vast like the sea, shattering the surrounding void inch by inch.
"Block it for me!"
The Black-Clad Youth snorted coldly. He swept his long spear.
"Tianwu Exploding God Spear!"
A overbearing spear thrust, carrying the momentum of Mountain-Toppling Sea-Overturning, stabbed towards Zhang Hao.
"Clang!"
The Black-Clad Youth was originally very confident in this spear thrust. But when his spear hit Zhang Hao, he was shocked. His spear thrust was actually blocked. A strong counter-shock force rebounded from the spear tip. The immense impact directly pushed the Black-Clad Youth back seven or eight steps.
Zhang Hao pursued the Black-Clad Youth like a shadow, and unleashed another explosive punch.
With a "Boom!" Zhang Hao's punch landed solidly on the Black-Clad Youth's body.
"Ugh!"
The Black-Clad Youth let out a muffled groan, and his entire body flew back like a kite with a broken string.
Zhang Hao walked up to the Black-Clad Youth, looked at him, and sneered, "I heard you wanted to cripple my limbs?"
"You... what do you want to do?" The Black-Clad Youth looked at Zhang Hao with a cold expression and asked.
"Didn't I say? Cripple your five limbs!" Zhang Hao said with a half-smile.
The Black-Clad Youth looked at Zhang Hao, instantly bewildered, and said, "I... I only have four limbs, not five..."
"You're really not humorous. Don't you have one more between your legs?"
"Ah!" The Black-Clad Youth was instantly dumbfounded.
How could the dozen or so youths from the Tianlong Alliance around stand by and watch their companion be crippled? They immediately rushed forward.
"How dare you! You actually dare to touch someone from our Tianlong Alliance."
"Cripple him!"
More than ten people from the Tianlong Alliance attacked Zhang Hao together.
That Deacon's words carried little weight, so he naturally wouldn't offend the people from the Tianlong Alliance. Therefore, he just stood by and watched the show. He looked at Zhang Hao, who was surrounded by the people from the Tianlong Alliance, shook his head, and said somewhat helplessly, "Young people nowadays are arrogant and domineering. It's good for them to suffer a little."
"Scram!"
The Blood God Blade was unsheathed! It erupted with a fierce bloody light in the void, executing a move that swept through a thousand armies.
The youths from the Tianlong Alliance who had rushed forward didn't even know what was happening. A bloody shadow enveloped them, and the Blood God Blade, carrying irresistible power, swept fiercely across their bodies.
"Thud!" "Thud!" "Thud!"
The youths from the Tianlong Alliance screamed a few times, and their entire bodies flew back like kites with broken strings. They landed on the ground, vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and then fainted.
Zhang Hao said to Ying Da beside him, "I'll leave this guy to you to deal with. You can toss him around however you like, as long as he's still breathing."
Ying Da was overjoyed upon hearing this. He had wanted revenge for a long time. This was the perfect opportunity.
"I heard you like breaking people's ribs. Tsk tsk, I'm pretty good at that too!" Ying Da said, looking at the Black-Clad Youth with a cold smile.
"If you dare touch me, the Tianlong Alliance won't let you off." The Black-Clad Youth was extremely terrified.
"Is that so?"
Ying Da sneered and stomped down with his foot.
"Ah!" The Black-Clad Youth's left hand was broken by the stomp.
"Damn it..."
"Still daring to curse!"
Ying Da stomped down again, fiercely stepping on the Black-Clad Youth's right hand.
"Ah!" The Black-Clad Youth screamed again.
The Deacon frowned slightly and said to Zhang Hao, "Ge Xia, isn't this going too far? There's no need to torture him like this?"
Zhang Hao looked coldly at the Deacon and said, "Earlier, when so many people from the Tianlong Alliance were besieging me, why didn't I hear Elder Ye Jian step out and speak up for justice? Now that I have the upper hand, Deacon comes out to lecture me about killing? Isn't that a bit much?"
The Deacon's old face turned slightly red, and he was speechless.
"Alright, this room is mine now, right?" Zhang Hao looked at the Deacon and asked.
The Deacon nodded and said, "You succeeded in the challenge, so this place is naturally yours."
"Then let's continue to challenge the next one." Zhang Hao smiled slightly.
The Deacon was already mentally prepared and nodded slightly.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Zhang Hao continued walking to the front door, unbuckled his belt, took out his 'second brother', and peed on it to declare his sovereignty.
The Deacon: "..."
The surrounding onlookers were also extremely speechless at this moment. This guy always did something unexpected.
"Next, number 750!" Zhang Hao announced.
