"Trash can't kill you, but I am not trash." The black-clad figure said and struck once more without a bit of hesitation...
Ye Hao saw this, and his face turned completely cold. It seed this black-clad figure must have been given a death order by soone else, or perhaps there was so deep-seated hatred between them!
But speaking of hatred, Ye Hao could truly ask himself; he hadn't had such deep hatred with anyone to warrant a life-or-death confrontation.
Of course! This couldn't rule out God, because his grudge with God was utterly irreconcilable. Ye Hao had exposed God in the Ministry of State Security, cutting off two major lines in Peng City for them.
If God sent people to kill him, it was entirely understandable. Even if God didn't send people to kill him, one day when Hao Association's strength surpassed God, Ye Hao would also lead people to destroy them.
God had done too many things that were against heaven and earth, and such a force should not be allowed to exist in the world. If they continued to exist, it would only bring more people into suffering. Ye Hao was not a savior, but any force like this should not be allowed by anyone with a conscience.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
The black-clad figure's palm technique was like the wind and shadow, making it impossible to grasp where the real palm was.
Ye Hao randomly blocked twice, but neither managed to block the true palm; both tis, he only blocked shadow techniques.
"Bang!"
At this mont, the real palm of the black-clad figure appeared ghost-like behind Ye Hao, and being struck, Ye Hao spit out fresh blood.
Ye Hao leaped out of the combat range. If this fight continued this way, unless Ye Hao was not afraid of death, he would inevitably be killed by this black-clad figure.
Of course! If Nanling Martial Fool and Zheng Guang could arrive in ti, Ye Hao wouldn't be in such great danger. However, Ye Hao didn't always want to take the Nanling Martial Fool out as if he were a bodyguard, since he treated Nanling Martial Fool like a brother. Nanling Martial Fool should have his own life, his own world, not always play a supporting role in soone else's life.
After hitting Ye Hao, the black-clad figure imdiately attacked Ye Hao's face again.
Ye Hao could only endure the physical pain and dodge the black-clad figure's attack.
When the black-clad figure was about to hit him, Ye Hao quickly dodged the attack with a swift movent.
The onlookers saw Ye Hao's speed as if it were instant teleportation, and they all pulled out their phones, planning to record the scene.
The black-clad figure seed to dislike being recorded, so he stomped on the floor, causing it to crack. He grabbed so of the stones from the cracked floor and smashed the phones that were recording.
Ye Hao saw this, sighed in relief; he didn't like being recorded either.
The black-clad figure didn't speak. After eliminating those phones, he attacked Ye Hao again.
Ye Hao continually dodged the palm techniques of the black-clad figure.
Lin Ruyu and Fang Ni returned under the teaching building, just in ti to run into Luo Yingxue and Lei Ting.
Luo Yingxue saw Lin Ruyu and the others in a hurry and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"Hao is being attacked." Lin Ruyu said as she picked up her phone and called Sun i at ho.
Lin Ruyu's deanor was calm and composed. Although she was worried if Ye Hao would be okay, she understood that if they panicked now, not only would they be unable to help Ye Hao, but they also would find no way to assist him.
The call connected. Lin Ruyu quickly said, "Sun i, get Elder Zheng and Martial Fool to the school imdiately."
"Yes." Sun i heard Lin Ruyu's anxious voice and imdiately hung up the phone and rushed out, shouting:
"Elder Zheng, Martial Fool, the boss is in trouble, hurry."
Just as Sun i finished speaking, Zheng Guang and Nanling Martial Fool rapidly dashed out of Dragon and Phoenix Castle.
Sun i, who had already exited Dragon and Phoenix Castle, was fast enough, but she was instantly overtaken by the speed of Nanling Martial Fool and Zheng Guang.
…
Ye Hao blocked seven or eight tis in succession, and the black-clad figure grew furious. Although at the twelfth level of National Martial Arts he wasn't a top master, he still couldn't finish off Ye Hao at the eighth level. How could he not be angry?
At this ti, Yang Zui, Yang Gou, and Wang Kai had finished their class, and more and more people were coming out after class.
When Yang Zui and Yang Gou arrived at the school gate, Yang Zui saw Ye Hao struggling against soone far stronger than him.
Yang Zui ran over quickly, not knowing why he had to run so fast or why he particularly wanted to help Ye Hao at that mont. He only knew that his only connection with Ye Hao was that they were roommates, and bullying his roommate was equivalent to bullying him.
Yang Zui's speed wasn't fast, but he covered the one or two hundred ters and rushed to Ye Hao's side swiftly.
Once beside Ye Hao, he quickly asked, "What's going on?"
"Assassin." Ye Hao said two words and said no more. In such situations, talking less and focusing more on adjusting his inner breath was more beneficial.
Hearing this, Yang Zui nodded. He took a step forward. Although this step was not very noticeable, it brought great warmth to Ye Hao.
Even though he and Yang Zui didn't have much of a good relationship, in this situation, Yang Zui didn't say much but used his body to block the black-clad figure's attack. Such solidarity, even if Ye Hao harbored great animosity toward him, he would strive to dissolve it.
The two faced the black-clad figure, who seed to be pondering sothing.
After a while, he once again unleashed a myriad of palm shadows, attacking Ye Hao and Yang Zui.
Ye Hao and Yang Zui shouted simultaneously, both using their strongest palm techniques to strike.
Yang Zui's palm technique made Ye Hao pause because he felt Yang Zui's technique resembled his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, as if from the sa lineage. However, Yang Zui's technique had many flaws, yet it sohow seed the most perfect.
This feeling troubled Ye Hao greatly.
But with a great threat looming, Ye Hao didn't inquire further, using his palms to execute Kanglong Youhui alongside Yang Zui's technique to block the myriad palm shadows of the black-clad figure.
"Awooo..."
"Bang!"
With the help of Yang Zui, who was at the ninth level of National Martial Arts, Ye Hao felt much less pressure.
Still, the disparity in their strength against the black-clad figure was too vast; even with the two of them, blocking wasn't easy.
As soon as their three sets of palms clashed, Ye Hao and Yang Zui began to retreat, sparks flying from their shoes and the floor.
The black-clad figure frowned slightly, then swiftly vanished into thin air.
Ye Hao and Yang Zui stood there in surprise for a mont before Ye Hao saw Nanling Martial Fool and Zheng Guang rushing from a distance. Before Nanling Martial Fool reached the east gate of Peking University, he leaped seven or eight ters away, smashing down onto the east gate from high above.
The east gate of Peking University was imdiately crushed by a large area.
Nanling Martial Fool shouted, "Who dares to bully my big brother?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.)
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