There were only fifty tokens for the second wave. Zhang Hao naturally didn't dare to delay and immediately followed.
These tokens for the second wave were even harder to obtain than the first. The flight paths of these flying tokens were very strange, making it impossible to determine where they would ultimately land.
Moreover, because these tokens flew too high, they could often only be contested when they flew lower. After all, although Martial Warriors at the Martial Master Realm could fly briefly in the void, they were not Martial Kings. Only Martial Kings truly possessed the ability to fly.
"Swish!"
One of the tokens flew lower.
A Martial Warrior at the Martial Master Fifth Heaven Realm was closest to that token. He decisively made his move, using movement Martial Skills to soar ten meters into the air and grab towards the token.
"Hahaha!"
That Martial Master was overjoyed.
Some other Martial Masters were also very envious, but no one harbored any covetous intentions. After all, it had just begun.
Zhang Hao didn't make a move immediately either. Since there were still so many, he wasn't in a hurry. At this moment, Zhang Hao prepared to observe how others snatched the tokens and analyze their flight trajectories.
Meanwhile, for the tokens of these Intermediate Blood Pools, some Family disciples began to attack each other. Friends who were originally familiar with each other now turned ruthless and fought fiercely.
"These are mine. Zhang Ducai, put it down!"
A youth Martial Warrior raised his saber and slashed at another Martial Warrior.
"Now that it's in my hands, you still want me to put it down? Dream on!" the other Martial Warrior said with cold eyes.
Such instances were everywhere. Battles were breaking out in every corner. Often, as soon as a Martial Warrior obtained a token, dozens, even hundreds, of people would rush forward to surround and attack them.
Zhang Feng, Zhang Xueling, Zhang Gaoyuan, and Zhang Qixian also began to make their moves.
The four of them were peerless geniuses of the Zhang Family Main Clan. When they made their move, no one dared to attack them.
The four great geniuses displayed invincible might, soaring towards the nearest tokens. Soon, they had seized four tokens.
In the blink of an eye, most of the remaining ten tokens also had Masters. Zhang Hao had long since targeted one of the tokens. His movement technique erupted as he shot forward.
"Kid, that token is my Brother's! Don't even think about getting it!"
Just as Zhang Hao lunged towards that token, Zhang Feng, who had already obtained a token, struck decisively. He extended his hand and slapped towards Zhang Hao.
This palm strike was powerful and heavy, weighing over a thousand catties. It aimed directly for Zhang Hao's back.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Hao's face turned gloomy. If he risked injuring his hand, he could indeed take this token, but he would also be injured.
"Damn it, get lost!"
He unleashed the Luo Han Fist with full power, sending a punch exploding downwards towards Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng's punch was blocked and pushed away.
But the token was missed.
Damn it!
Zhang Hao knew that Zhang Feng had been targeting him for a long time. Just as he missed that token, Zhang Zongwei also lunged towards it. Zhang Hao knew that if he missed this token, it would not be easy to get it from the other party's hands.
Zhang Hao tried to shake off Zhang Feng several times, but he was entangled by him. With Zhang Feng's strength, it was not easy for Zhang Hao to get away from him.
"Hehe, Zhang Hao, it's absolutely impossible for you to get this token," Zhang Feng said calmly.
"Is that so! Young Master also wants to experience your strength."
At this moment, Zhang Hao seemed no longer in a hurry.
"Luo Han Fist!"
Zhang Hao unleashed streams of fist shadows, bombarding them towards Zhang Feng.
Their battle was extremely fierce. Zhang Feng held an advantage in cultivation but couldn't do anything to Zhang Hao for a while. However, Zhang Hao's attacks were extremely strange. They would occasionally increase in power by double, catching him off guard and making him feel extremely frustrated. This made him even more cautious, but Zhang Hao's Martial Skills showed no signs. Zhang Feng didn't dare to fight with abandon.
However, Zhang Feng wasn't worried. His main goal was to hold Zhang Hao back so that his Brother could snatch a token. As long as Zhang Hao didn't interfere, that token would fall into his Brother's hands.
What puzzled Zhang Feng was that Zhang Hao seemed not to be worried, as if he had given up on that token.
Could it be that he knew he wasn't his opponent and had given up on that token? Although this reason wasn't impossible, for some reason, Zhang Feng still felt a bit strange. It seemed Zhang Hao shouldn't give up so easily. After all, that was a chance for refinement in the Intermediate Blood Pool. No one could resist that temptation.
At this moment, Zhang Zongwei was competing for the last token, but that token's flying speed was extremely fast. Even with Zhang Zongwei's speed, he couldn't keep up. Fortunately, Zhang Zongwei had helpers who helped him surround the token, giving Zhang Zongwei enough confidence.
Seeing that Zhang Hao was being held back by his Brother, Zhang Zongwei felt secretly smug: Kid, this token is mine. You're still too green to contend with This Young Master.
Under the encirclement of Zhang Zongwei and a few companions, Zhang Zongwei was within reach of that token. Zhang Zongwei even showed a smile on his face, preparing to get the token.
Suddenly, his smile froze. This was because a figure like a sharp arrow shot straight towards him, its speed several times his own.
Zhang Zongwei saw clearly that it was a Little Dragon. The Little Dragon snatched the token before Zhang Zongwei and carried it away in its mouth.
"Damn creature, that's mine! Give it back!"
Zhang Zongwei, furious, swung a sword downwards towards the Little Dragon. The sharp sword light enveloped the Little Dragon.
The Little Dragon was extremely disdainful. It swiped out a claw to block.
"Boom!"
The sword light Zhang Zongwei slashed out was shattered by the claw.
"It has claws?"
Zhang Zongwei was slightly startled. Snakes don't have claws. For a moment, he didn't know what this suddenly appearing Little Dragon was.
"Damn it, leave the token behind!"
Zhang Zongwei was completely enraged. He roared and chased after the Little Dragon. But how could his speed compare to the Little Dragon's? Soon, he was shaken off by the Little Dragon. Immediately after, the Little Dragon completely disappeared from Zhang Zongwei's sight.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Damn it, come out!"
Being intercepted at the last moment felt truly suffocating.
The change on Zhang Zongwei's side caused the battle between Zhang Feng and Zhang Hao to stop.
"What happened?" Zhang Feng asked, looking at Zhang Zongwei who had arrived in a disheveled state.
Zhang Zongwei said somewhat dejectedly, "Brother, everything was fine, and I was about to get that token, but suddenly a Little Dragon appeared and took my token away. It was absolutely infuriating!"
"Little Dragon? This is the Blood Pool Forbidden Ground, how could there be a Little Dragon?" Zhang Feng frowned and looked towards the very calm Zhang Hao next to him, feeling somewhat suspicious.
He had felt something was off when Zhang Hao was so calm earlier, but he had no proof.
Suddenly, a Little Dragon appeared on Zhang Hao's shoulder, with a token in its mouth. Who else could it be but the Little Dragon that had just snatched Zhang Zongwei's token?
"Brother, that's the Little Dragon! They're in cahoots!" Zhang Zongwei pointed at the Little Dragon on Zhang Hao's shoulder and said excitedly.
