C417 They Beat up the Prince
C417 They Beat up the Prince
"A child?"
Wang Hao frowned. This was the wilderness. Other than him, the rules, and Young Master Bai, there should not be any humans.
"Golden Pupil!"
Wang Hao lit up the Golden Pupil, wanting to see clearly. However, that figure flashed by and disappeared.
"I must understand!"
Wang Hao strode out of the camp. At this time, the young men from the Barbarian Clan who had participated in the Hunting Ceremony had already jumped onto their mounts and were rushing into the distance.
"If I knew that I would join the Hunting Ceremony, I would have gotten a mount first. I can't possibly summon the Ice Throat Devil Dragon and soar into the sky, right?"
Wang Hao didn't want to show off too much. Helpless, he could only choose to walk.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
A very subtle sound came from not far away from Wang Hao. The Golden Pupil that he had yet to disappear immediately locked onto a mole that was moving underground.
Through the Golden Pupil, Wang Hao could clearly see that on the neck of this mole, there was a piece of stone the size of a fingernail.
The number one in the Barbarian Clan language was carved on the stone piece.
"So this is how the points were obtained."
Wang Hao held his fingers together and shot out a sword energy. The sword energy entered the ground and broke the mole out of the ground.
After taking off the stone piece, Wang Hao got one point.
"There is actually an Essence Martial Stage Ferocious Beast. It seems like the youths of the imperial family, regardless of their realm, have come to participate."
Just as Wang Hao had guessed, not far from the camp, there was a group of young men from the Barbarian Clan who were fighting a few weak Ferocious Beasts.
"This grassland is boundless. I'm afraid that all the powerful Ferocious Beast are far away. If I want to get the first place, I have to increase my speed!"
Thinking of this, Wang Hao no longer hesitated. He activated his movement technique and disappeared into the clouds.
A gust of wind blew past a few young men from the Barbarian Clan. One of them said in a daze, "Did you see a phantom flash just now?"
"Are you hallucinating? Don't just stand there, this Ferocious Beast is going to be killed soon!"
Wang Hao encountered many Profound Martial Stage Ferocious Beasts along the way, but he didn't pay any attention to them. His target was the Earth Martial Stage Ferocious Beast and Heavenly Martial Stage Ferocious Beast with higher points!
After rushing for half an incense stick of time, Wang Hao suddenly saw a continuous mountain range in the distance.
"There are many violent auras coming from the mountain range ahead. There should be a lot of powerful Ferocious Beasts hidden there."
He entered the mountain range without hesitation and bumped into an Earth Martial Stage Mighty Ape.
The sudden appearance of the human figure gave the Mighty Ape a fright. After that, it raised both its arms and let out an angry roar.
The Mighty Ape smashed both of its fists down heavily. It wanted to smash the human that scared it into meat paste!
Wang Hao did not dodge. The Ferocious Beast that was below the Heavenly Martial Stage could not harm him at all.
"Bang!"
The Mighty Ape's fists came to an abrupt stop. Its eyes were wide open. It couldn't believe that the little guy in front of it could block its attack with just one arm.
In the next second, the Mighty Ape felt its vision go black, and its body heavily fell to the ground.
Wang Hao took off the stone piece from the ape's neck. The points on the stone piece were 27.
"There are 27 Ferocious Beasts in the Eighth Level Earth Martial Stage. It seems like only Heavenly Martial Stage Ferocious Beast has a chance of getting 30 points."
Wang Hao sensed slightly. In the depths of the mountain range, there was an aura that was even stronger than the ape's.
He called out the short sword that the regulation had given him, restrained his aura, and walked step by step into the deep mountains.
A Heavenly Martial Stage Level One giant bird had its eyes on Wang Hao, but it couldn't figure out Wang Hao's true strength, so it didn't dare to act rashly.
Wang Hao had long discovered this Ferocious Beast. He smiled slightly, and deliberately released the aura of an Earth Martial Stage.
The giant bird couldn't bear the temptation any longer. It spread its wings and shot down from the sky like an arrow!
"Well done!"
Just as the giant bird's claws were about to touch him, Wang Hao activated his movement technique.
"Cloud Trample!"
The giant bird widened its eyes. It was surprised to find that the human underneath it had disappeared...
Wang Hao appeared above the military bird. He moved silently, not even the sound of wind could be heard.
"Sword One!"
The short sword danced out the first style of Sword Thirteen. A bright golden light shone in the sky, carrying the body of the armor-piercing sword. It easily pierced through the fur of the giant bird.
The giant bird landed on the ground, and Wang Hao took off the stone plate. He had 33 points.
He threw away the blood on the sword and continued forward.
As he continued forward, Wang Hao actually bumped into a young man from the Barbarian Clan. The young man was wearing luxurious clothes, and underneath him was a fierce dragon.
Wang Hao remembered him. This young man had just stood on both sides of the tent, and it was unknown how many sons Barbarian Clan King had.
The sharp weapon in the young man's hand was the same mine as the short sword in Wang Hao's hand. However, it was obvious that his sharp weapon was not as good as Wang Hao's short sword.
"You! Show me the sword!"
The young man was extremely arrogant and domineering. His tone was filled with commanding tone.
Wang Hao ignored him and continued to walk forward.
"Are you deaf?!"
The sound of rushing wind came from behind him. Wang Hao tilted his head, and a sharp axe made of animal bones flew past his ears.
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes. Anyone familiar with him knew that Wang Hao was angry!
"Who are you?" Wang Hao slowly turned around, and the temperature around him dropped drastically.
"No wonder I have never seen you before. Even I don't know about you. Open your eyes wide and take a good look. I am the Eleventh Prince of Barbarian Clan!"
"Eleventh Prince? It turns out to be a little guy with a putrid smell." Wang Hao mocked him mercilessly. The opponent's cultivation base was only at the second level of the Heaven realm. It was not worth mentioning to Wang Hao.
"If you have the ability, say it again..." The Eleventh Prince's voice turned heavy, "Don't think that I won't dare to touch you just because you are Young Master Bai's man."
"Is that so?" Wang Hao didn't hide his disdain at all, "If I were you, I would immediately attack and destroy the evidence. After all, it was the Hunting Ceremony, and there were powerful Ferocious Beasts everywhere. Others might think that I was unlucky enough to be eaten by the Ferocious Beast. "
"Humph! Don't think that I won't dare. I'll give you a choice now. Either you leave your sword behind and beg for mercy, or I'll do as you said and let you die without a burial ground!"
Wang Hao pinched his ear and mocked, "So Barbarian Clan has a sissy like you. Since you have taken a fancy to the sword in my hand, you don't dare to snatch it from me. You only dare to oppress me with your power?"
"Besides, you are too confident in your own power. What is there to show off about a prince who can't even touch the throne?"
"You!"
The Eleventh Prince was enraged. He kicked the Tyrannical Dragon who was sitting below him. The Tyrannical Dragon roared and rushed towards Wang Hao.
The enormous creature charged toward ___. The momentum it created was suffocating.
Just as Wang Hao had guessed, once a warrior of the Violent Dragon Tribe had a Violent Dragon mount, he could unleash more than 200% of his strength.
"Daru was too arrogant back then. If he had a Violent Dragon mount after his second transformation, even if I had comprehended the second level of the Waterdrop Sword Technique, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a match for him."
"However, I already know how terrifying a Tyrannical Dragon warrior is after reaching the Soul Conduit realm. I will never give the Eleventh Prince any chance to reach the Soul Conduit realm!"
At this point, Wang Hao summoned the Thousand Chance Umbrella from his inventory.
He held the Thousand Chance Umbrella with his left hand and pressed down on the mechanism hidden by the umbrella handle with his finger.
"Pa!"
The Thousand Chance Umbrella opened and the umbrella began to spin wildly. Silver needles that were thinner than hair shot out one after another.
"Violent Dragon Roar!"
The Eleventh Prince roared angrily. The Violent Dragon under him suddenly opened its huge mouth and let out a roar that shook the sky.
The intense sound waves sent the silver needles flying. They even shook the air, forming a transparent sound wall that blurred the Eleventh Prince's vision.
"Pa!"
The sound of swords and sabers colliding rang out. The Eleventh Prince had unknowingly turned around. The sharp blade in his hand blocked Wang Hao's sudden attack.
"Do you really think that such a lowly sneak attack will work on me? In terms of battle, you puny humans can only cultivate for another hundred years. "
Wang Hao sneered, "In terms of arrogance, even if humans cultivate for another ten thousand years, they will still be less than one-tenth of the Barbarian Clan."
The Eleventh Prince's skin turned slightly red. This was the precursor to the Soul Conduit realm.
"You can die now!" The Eleventh Prince forced Wang Hao to retreat with his saber. Even though he was only at the second Tian Qi layer, he wasn't much weaker than Wang Hao in terms of pure strength.
"It's you who deserves to die."
Wang Hao's voice came from behind the Eleventh Prince. The Eleventh Prince widened his eyes. He could clearly see that Wang Hao was right in front of him!
"Could it be... an afterimage?"
The Eleventh Prince was shocked. He hurriedly turned around and slashed, but the sharp blade left an afterimage behind.
The two shadows in front and behind were both real and fake. Wang Hao did not use the Space Sky, but used the second style of the Sword Thirteen.
"Sword Two!"
A terrifying sword intent enveloped the Eleventh Prince's heart. The shadow in front of him held a short sword and stabbed toward his chest.
At the same time, the Eleventh Prince used the corner of his eye to look behind him and found that the shadow behind him had also made the same move.
"Ah! Ah! AH!" The Eleventh Prince collapsed. He threw away the sharp blade in his hand and threw his palms at the two afterimages.
The two Palm Shadows hit Wang Hao's two shadows, but just like the previous sharp blade attack, he didn't feel any force at all.
The Eleventh Prince watched helplessly as Wang Hao's two shadows approached him, but he was powerless to stop them.
He even prayed in his heart, "These two are shadows. Perhaps he is hiding somewhere else and waiting for an opportunity to strike when I am in a hurry."
However, praying was only praying. Two cold blades pierced into the Eleventh Prince's body.
"It's... it's real..."
Wang Hao slapped the Eleventh Prince's violent body to the ground with one palm. He used his hand to grab the Eleventh Prince's throat and slightly exerted force on his joints.
The Eleventh Prince widened his eyes. His face was pale. He was struggling crazily, and his eyeballs were about to burst out.
"If you dare to enter the Divinity Transformation Stage, I will crush your neck before you complete your transformation!"
Wang Hao's threat had made the Eleventh Prince a lot more obedient. Wang Hao loosened his fingers slightly, allowing him to speak.
"I am the Eleventh Prince. You don't dare to kill me!"
"Bang!"
Wang Hao slapped the Eleventh Prince's face into the ground.
"I think I have already told you that this is the Hunting Ceremony. The Ferocious Beast is very powerful. It won't cause too much of an accident if a prince is eaten by it!"