Universe's Ultimate BOSS 92 Not Distraction, But Provocation

"Apologize right now, or we will attack you together. Your mecha won't help you!"

"Let me tell you, I'm a level-seven Martial Master from a level-three planet. Do you know what will happen to you if you piss me off?"

"A good student from a level-three planet? Are you serious, bro?"

"Haven't the good students from level-three planets all been admitted by the main school? Why are you here?"

"Cough, cough. The rules of the test were changed this time, so I didn't get enough points."

"Then why do you call yourself a good student?"

"Don't worry about such minor details. Let's focus on this guy first!"

"That's right! I'm going to cripple him if he doesn't kneel and beg for mercy today."

"…"

Qian Wanyang sweated profusely. Had they done too great a job in distracting those people?

"Boss, what do we do now?" Qian Wanyang leaned closer to the mecha wolf.

Wang Hao snorted. "They are just a bunch of garbage. What's there to be scared of?"

Qian Wanyang hurried to back off. They were truly screwed. This was not distraction, but provocation!

"Boy, what did you say?" Infuriated, the students drew their weapons and charged at Wang Hao.

"Huh… What's going on?" Wang Hao was stunned. No matter how he inputted mental power, no more bullets were shot from the machine guns on the shoulder of the mecha wolf.

"He's out of bullets!" Excited, the students rushed even faster.

"I'm out of bullets?" Wang Hao recalled that he had shot more than a thousand bullets in the screening test, which was indeed the maximal load of the mecha wolf.

"How unlucky!" Wang Hao sighed and jumped out of the mecha wolf. Though the mecha wolf had other methods to attack, they were difficult for him to use with his current mental power, so he might as well fight on his own.

The students nearby all chuckled when Wang Hao got off, wondering why the stupid guy would fight a melee battle with them.

But when Wang Hao drew the giant sword on his back, he changed into a different person.

Looking at Wang Hao who seemed entirely different, the students were all shocked. Why did the guy impress them like a great master?

"What a bunch of garbage. You think there's strength in numbers?" Wang Hao pointed his giant sword at them and spoke calmly.

But his calm voice was full of undisguised disdain.

His disdain immediately reignited the fury of the students. Their eyes were now on fire.

A moment ago, they only wanted to teach Wang Hao a lesson, but now they had to defend their dignity and make this arrogant guy regret.

"We're in serious trouble now!" Qian Wanyang felt a strong headache. Was this really a distraction? Did Wang Hao not know that fighting was not allowed in Eleven City?

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people lunged at Wang Hao.

Hu!

With a strong wind, sabers and swords shrouded Wang Hao like a dragnet.

But Wang Hao simply stared at their attacks without moving. He smiled and raised his giant sword at an unbelievable speed. With a clang, the sword glowed.

It was Sky Slash!

Puchi…

Blood spilled instantly.

The students who were charging at Wang Hao were flung back and knocked out before they had the chance to scream.

Others found it hard to believe. A level-two Martial Master defeated a dozen students with a Natural technique. Who was this guy? Was he really a freshman?

"Like I said, you're just garbage." Wang Hao snorted.

Shoot!

The students were grim. This guy is too blatant. You can't insult other people like this even if you know a Natural technique!

"What are you doing here? Do you not know that fighting is not allowed in Eleven City?" shouted someone from far away.

"It's the inspectors!" The students were all shocked and put their weapons away.

"Boss, put your sword away. You'll be in trouble if the inspectors take you away," Qian Wanyang called out to him hurriedly.

Wang Hao, however, pointed his sword at the inspectors. "Get your ass out of here! Do you not see that I'm busy?"

Dear god!

Who is this guy exactly?

Not only does he shoot and fight in Eleven City, but he also tells the inspectors to go away. Why is he so cocky?

All the students subconsciously stepped back, fearing that they would accidentally be incriminated.

Qian Wanyang held his forehead, feeling a strong headache. Although Wang Hao was talented and had multiple Natural techniques, this was their first day in Eleven City anyway. Was it really appropriate to be so arrogant?

The captain of the inspectors grew cold. His name was Zhang Han. He was a level-nine Martial Master and only one step away from Martial Grandmaster.

In Eleven City, he was certainly one of the celebrities, but a freshman had insulted him right in front of him. He could not believe it.

"Someone, catch him now!" Zhang Han commanded the inspectors to go forward with a brutal smile.

"Idiots!" Wang Hao scorned the inspectors.

"Damn it! Boy, you're asking to be killed!" The inspectors were infuriated. Powerful auras spread out of them, indicating that they were level-seven and level-eight Martial Masters.

The students nearby all stepped back and felt sorry for Wang Hao.

Although Wang Hao had every reason to be cocky with his Natural technique, his level was too low for him to avoid the attack of the inspectors.

If his confidence was ruined today, he might never be able to get it back.

Hiu! Hiu!

Under the onslaught of sabers and swords, Wang Hao moved casually as if he did not belong to this world.

"How is this happening?" Shocked, everybody rubbed their eyes hard. Yes, it was a Natural gait, and the gait was an advanced and sophisticated one.

Who's this guy!?

At this moment, all the students wanted to know who Wang Hao was.

It was already incredible enough to grasp one Natural technique, but he was also capable of a Natural gait. Why was he in the No. 11 school? He should've been admitted by the main school!

Chapter end