Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

Wang Hao and Ling Wenyu were fifteen steps away from each other, and they started to confront each other. Apart from Lu San, who was seriously injured and couldn't move, there was also the old man from Mao Ting.    

    

The old man from Mao Ting had prepared tea for Ling Wenyu. Just as he was about to serve the tea, he saw Wang Hao wave his hand and kill five strong guards. When the circular sword energy swept over, he even thought that he was going to die.    

    

The old man was so scared that he even forgot to close his eyes. He saw the sword Qi coming in front of him, and then it split open from the middle, brushing against his body and slashing towards the back.    

    

The old man was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. Only now did he realize that other than the five guards who fell to the ground, his Mao Ting did not even leave a trace of a sword scar.    

    

The old man couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, "What a formidable youth!" Although he was an ordinary person, he was in the tea business on this road. He had seen many martial artists over the years, but he had seen a young man as strong as Wang Hao, who was at such a young age. This was the first time he had seen such a youth.    

    

If it were in the past, when the old man encountered a fight between martial artists, he would immediately run away, afraid that the fight would affect him. But this time, he did not want to run away.    

    

"Such a scene, I'm afraid I can only see it this time in my life. If I miss it, wouldn't it be the regret of my life?"    

    

The old man made a decision in his heart. He held the teapot and hid behind the pillar of the outhouse, only revealing his two eyes as he looked at the two young men confronting each other outside the outhouse.    

    

Wang Hao had already condensed a full sword intent between his fingers. This sword intent came from the righteous path of the sword. Even Wang Hao did not know how powerful it was. However, he was sure that if it was three and a half months ago, he would have this ability. There was no need to forcefully raise the Dark Heart, just this sword intent alone... He could then control the transformed Qin Hui.    

    

Ling Wenyu's heart sank slightly. It was true that he was a spoiled brat, but he wasn't an idiot. If it was in the past, even if he lost five guards, he would still welcome them with a smile and try to win them over.    

    

With the power and influence of the Ling family in Ice Snow Domain and the foundation of the Ling family, Ling Wenyu could promise them a bargaining chip that they couldn't refuse.    

    

This was the reason why Ling Wenyu had many powerful guest chamberlains under his command.    

    

But facing Wang Hao, Ling Wenyu couldn't do that. After learning that he was the Second Young Master of the Ling family, not only did he not fear him, but he also attacked. This meant that this young man in front of him... There is a deep grudge with your own family!    

    

Ling Wenyu knew that it was impossible for him to defeat six guards who were at the fourth or fifth level of the Profound Martial Stage with ease like his opponent. If he relied solely on his own strength, he would definitely not be a match for this young man in front of him.    

    

However, he was the second young master of the Ling family. The treatment he received in the Ling family was second only to his elder brother, Ling Tingfeng. No one would believe that he didn't have a few life-saving skills.    

    

Ling Wenyu gently stroked the Essence Ring on his middle finger. He was considering whether he should use those techniques. These techniques could only be used once. If he used one less technique, even someone as rich as him would feel pain in his heart.    

    

Wang Hao was also in a dilemma. The conflict between him and the Ling family wasn't openly revealed. Before the arranged date of the marriage, with Zhao Muer's mother's help, he shouldn't have any direct conflict with the Ling family.    

    

Zhao Muer's mother did not accept him, but she did not object either. She had the same thoughts as Elder Zhao. If he wanted to cancel the marriage and marry Zhao Muer, he must show enough strength.    

    

Using it to tempt General Zhao was enough to fight against the Ling family's strength!    

    

Wang Hao was confident enough to kill Ling Wenyu before he could use his life saving measure. But what about after he killed ___? With the Ling family's strength and means, it wasn't difficult to find out that he was the one who did it. At that time, the most intense conflict between him and the Ling family would break out!    

    

"Killing Ling Wenyu will certainly relieve my anger, but the following scene isn't what I want. Give me a few more years, and I will openly slaughter my way into the Ling family and tear apart that absurd marriage contract!"    

    

Thinking of this, Wang Hao withdrew the sword intent between his fingers.    

    

The pressure on Ling Wenyu's body suddenly disappeared. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that the opponent had given up on attacking him.    

    

He thought in his heart, Could it be that this young man is afraid of my background?"    

    

Ling Wenyu did not say anything. Since the other party had already given up on fighting with him, he naturally did not want to cause trouble for no reason. If they really fought to the death, he did not have any confidence.    

    

Wang Hao turned around and left, leaving Ling Wenyu standing in the same spot, watching Wang Hao's back with his eyes.    

    

When Wang Hao disappeared, Ling Wenyu muttered to himself, "Why do I have a feeling that I will meet him again sooner or later? I hope that the three big sects won't make any mistake in besieging the Snow Sword Sect."    

    

After saying that, he walked to the stunned old man and held the teapot in his hand. After that, he mounted his horse and rushed into the distance.    

    

Looking at the scene of Ling Wenyu riding his horse and leaving, Lu San, who was still lying on the ground, didn't know whether to feel disappointed or fortunate.    

    

...    

    

Wang Hao rushed back to the sect and used his sword energy to casually shave off his beard that had not been cut off for three months. Then, he casually grabbed his hair with his hand and tidied his handsome short hair.    

    

A smile appeared on Wang Hao's face. He could hear the cheers from the top of the mountain. He didn't know if the four months of special training had surprised the brothers of Dragon Leaping House.    

    

After climbing to the top of the mountain, Wang Hao didn't immediately walk to the formation of the Dragon Leaping House. Instead, he went to the crowd of disciples.    

    

Wang Hao used his movement technique to easily squeeze to the place closest to the arena. The few disciples who were pushed aside didn't recognize Wang Hao, and their expressions were somewhat ugly.    

    

However, they maintained their rationality and did not reprimand him. This young man who seemed to be young gave them a feeling that they could not afford to offend him.    

    

The battle on the arena was in full swing, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him. All of them were attracted over. Zhao Muer kept moving on the stage with a strange pace. The Floating Golden Bow in her hand kept making rapid shrinking sounds.    

    

Rays of golden light shot towards the figure in the middle of the stage but was unable to break through the opponent's defense. This person was not as agile as Zhao Muer and could only passively defend for a while.    

    

Wang Hao had seen Zhao Muer's opponent before. It was Yuen Fei, who was ranked ninth in the inner sect.    

    

Before Wang Hao joined the Dragon Leaping House, Yuen Fei's strength was roughly the same as Qin Hui's. Both of their rankings were constantly fluctuating. Before they went through the trial in Myriad Beast Abyss, even Qin Hui did not dare to guarantee that he would be able to defeat Yuen Fei.    

    

Looking at the battle on the arena, Wang Hao thought to himself. " According to the previous decision, the powerful brothers from the Dragon Leaping House would be the first to take the lead in the first match. After that is Fatty, Muer, Qin Hui and I. Since Muer has already entered the arena... This means that the Dragon Leaping House has lost one of their men."    

    

" Given Hee Kang's arrogant personality, it's impossible for him to send Yuen Fei out in the first match. In that case, the Heavenly Will Pavilion should have lost one or two men. "    

    

" Judging from the current situation, although Muer has the advantage in terms of appearance, she still has the upper hand. Although Muer's bloodline is strong, it's only a matter of time before she loses. She should have understood this point. That was why she was attacking with all her might without caring about the consumption of her Yuan energy. She was able to consume a tiny bit more of Yuen Fei's Yuan energy. Qin Hui's chances of winning will also be greater."    

    

Just like Wang Hao's guess, Zhao Muer was trying her best to exhaust Yuen Fei's Yuan energy at this moment.    

    

On the elder's seat, the Sect Master Lee Yunlong praised," Zhao Muer is indeed worthy of the blood of the Zhao Family. With such a bloodline talent, she will definitely become a great figure in the future! "    

    

Elder Zhao stroked his white beard and had a proud expression on his face. Lee Feng, who was standing beside him, curled his lips in disdain. Ever since he had planted a grudge with Wang Hao, Lee Feng and Zhao Wujian, who was protecting Wang Hao, had never been on good terms with each other.    

    

Lee Yunlong saw Lee Feng's expression, but he didn't say anything. Only a few people knew about Zhao Wujian and Zhao Muer's identities. If Lee Feng knew that Zhao Wujian was the father of the number one Divine General of Ice Snow Domain, Zhao Wudi, he would lend him a hundred guts. He wouldn't even dare to offend Zhao Wujian.    

    

Elder Zhao was very satisfied with his granddaughter's performance. He had long known that Zhao Muer's bloodline was the Floating Golden Bow, so her future would naturally be bright. However, he had never thought that Zhao Muer could reach such a realm at such a young age.    

    

"Looks like it's all thanks to Wang Hao. His rapid advancement in strength also affected Muer. These two are really a match made in heaven!"    

    

Thinking of this, Elder Zhao looked at the formation of Dragon Leaping House, searching for Wang Hao, but he couldn't find him.    

    

"Strange, where's Wang Hao?"    

    

Elder Zhao unleashed his Yuan energy and scanned the entire place. Only then did he discover Wang Hao, who was hiding among the crowd of disciples.    

    

"This kid, why is he hiding in the crowd instead of preparing for battle? Eh?! This brat's aura, how could it be..."    

    

Elder Zhao's facial expression changed. Although Wang Hao had deliberately concealed his Qi, it couldn't hide from his senses. Wang Hao's true realm had already reached the Profound Martial Stage Level Six!    

    

"In four months' time, his realm has increased by sixty percent... This kid..."    

    

Elder Zhao was extremely excited in his heart, "Muer has found a good son-in-law for the Zhao Family!"    

    

Wang Hao naturally also noticed Elder Zhao's probing. He raised his head and nodded to Elder Zhao as a form of greeting.    

    

Elder Zhao and Wang Hao's eyes stared at each other. He was stunned for a moment. It was not until Wang Hao shifted his gaze away that he came back to his senses.    

    

"That kid's eyes revealed... sword intent? "    

    

Then, Elder Zhao secretly laughed at himself, "You're so old that you can't use your eyes anymore. You've been practicing your sword for two hundred years. Talent. As he waved his hand, he condensed a trace of sword intent, and his eyes were filled with sword intent. How can a Profound Martial Stage do such a thing?"    

    

Elder Zhao shifted his gaze away from Wang Hao and returned it to the arena.    

    

Zhao Muer had already shot out one hundred and ninety-six Golden Arrow in a row. With the support of the Floating Golden Bow, the Golden Arrow's power was extraordinary. If Yuen Fei wanted to resist it, he would have to use a considerable amount of Yuan energy.    

    

Fortunately, his realm was three levels higher than Zhao Muer's. He could fight with everything he had.    

    

Zhao Muer's figure finally stopped. She used the Floating Golden Bow to support her body and gasped for breath. She had already exhausted all of the Yuan energy in her body and was unable to fight anymore.    

    

"Junior sister Muer, admit defeat!"    

    

Yuen Fei did not take the opportunity to attack. As an inner sect disciple, he naturally knew that Zhao Muer was Zhao Wujian's precious granddaughter. He was not stupid enough to offend an inner sect elder.    

    

Zhao Muer did not hesitate. She knew that she would not do anything if she continued to stay on the stage. She simply jumped off the stage and admitted defeat.    

    

Lee Feng announced the result of the match, "Fourth match, Heavenly Will Pavilion wins!"    

    

Wang Hao looked at the formation of Dragon Leaping House and thought that it was time for Qin Hui to go on stage, "I wonder if Qin Hui has won the fear of defeating himself, and has broken through to the next level."    

    

But at this moment, a fat body jumped onto the stage.    

    

Wang Hao widened his eyes and had a look of disbelief on his face.    

    

"Fatty? "