Qi Hao walked under the city gate and stared closely at the word Wan Zhan.

His fighting spirit is constantly rising, but no one is paying attention to him anymore.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhan Li, including the fighting spirit of Zhan Tian.

A feeling told Qi Hao that the fighting spirit that was originally staring at him turned to look elsewhere and completely ignored it.

Feelings of loss and anger filled Qi Hao's body.

He was originally filled with fighting spirit and just wanted to fight.

Now, this existence that inspired his fighting spirit ignored him. As a warrior, how could he accept it?

"If you dare to exist, I will make you pay the price and break it for me!"

Qi Hao roared loudly, pushed hard with his feet, jumped into the air, and smashed the word "Zhan Tian" with his fist.

At this moment, Qi Hao had lost his mind and scruples, and didn't care what these two words symbolized, and how terrifying and powerful Wan Zhan City was.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind, and that was war!

There was a loud noise, as if everyone's heart was smashed open, shocking everyone present.

"Qi Hao, no!" Cai Yin hurriedly stopped him.

But Qi Hao's fist had already fallen, and it was too late to say anything.

"This kid is really a fool."

"It's a pity that he was buried under this city of ten thousand battles at such a young age."

People around looked at Qi Hao, some mocking and some sighing.

Only Zhan Li from the Zhan family stared at Qi Hao angrily. He came to Wan Zhan City this time just to challenge Wan Zhan and seek opportunities to be promoted to a warrior.

"You bastard, you stole my limelight."

"Young master, there is no need to be angry. This man's fighting spirit is not half as strong as yours, and he cannot be a warrior. He is here to be a stepping stone for you." Behind Zhan Li, Wu Tong persuaded.

"With his fighting spirit, he naturally cannot become a warrior." Zhan Li said scornfully.

At this moment, Qi Hao punched again for the second time.

When he punched him, there was no response to the word "Wan Zhan", which completely ignited the anger in Qi Hao's heart.

He is a warrior, he has already taken action, how can he be ignored by the enemy!

boom!

There was another loud noise, and Qi Hao took dozens of steps back.

But there was still no response to the word "Wan Zhan".

"Boy, stop it!"

On the city wall, the general guarding the city was wearing armor and holding a meteor hammer in his hand, looking down at Qi Hao.

"Although our Wanzhan City is just a small border town now, it has existed for hundreds of thousands of years and has had its glory days. This city has experienced no less than ten thousand life-and-death battles. The word Wanzhan, among other things, has

What is sealed within is the fighting spirit of all those who have fought here over the past hundreds of thousands of years. This fighting spirit is enough to destroy a sect and a dynasty."

"If he dares to ignore it, I will beat him." Qi Hao said coldly.

His fighting spirit was aroused, how could he just swallow it back? No matter how strong these two words were, he would have to learn a lesson and fight.

"Boy, you should be lucky that someone helped you attract the will to fight. Otherwise, once you arouse the will to fight, you will not be able to stop. Either you will become a warrior, or you will die." said the general defending the city.

I don’t know how many heroic souls were buried under Wan Zhan City before the word Wan Zhan was condensed.

Throughout the ages, how many people have been unable to control their fighting spirit and have chosen to take action. Except for a small number of people, no one has been spared.

These few people are the surviving warriors.

"Stimulating my fighting spirit, minimizing my strength, gazing at others and treating me as invisible, are you helping me? What about the fighting spirit of thousands of people? As a man, how can you be afraid of death? If you don't even have the courage to fight,

No, it would be an insult to this fighting spirit."

Qi Hao roared and rushed forward again. The black iron sword in his hand seemed to be infected by Qi Hao's fighting spirit and made a soft sound.

"Stubborn." The general guarding the city sighed and said no more.

He wanted to save him, but he couldn't save someone who was seeking death.

Qi Hao's actions seemed to have completely angered the fighting spirit of thousands of people in Wan Zhan. The strong fighting spirit instantly locked onto Qi Hao, and the powerful pressure sent Qi Hao flying away.

There was no attack, only coercion, and Qi Hao was pressed to the ground, unable to move forward even half a step.

Qi Hao gritted his teeth and refused to take a step back.

Amidst the pressure, he felt strong contempt.

"Why do you, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of you, with your concentrated fighting spirit, look down on me? You may be powerful and look down on me, but what qualifications do you have to look down on future generations?"

"No matter how powerful you are, you have already turned into loess. Even the Wanzhan City you want to protect is protected by future generations."

"You are so superior that you can inspire others to fight at will, but you don't allow others to challenge you. What's the point of this?"

Qi Hao roared and stood up little by little.

In Qi Hao's eyes, his enemy is not those two cold words, but thousands of people.

Thousands of people bully him, but he refuses to accept it, and he wants to fight!

Click, click!

Qi Hao had just stood up when his shoulders, thighs, spine, and several bones in his body were crushed and shattered.

"Brother Han, if this continues, Qi Hao will really die. We have to save him." Cai Yin said worriedly.

If they took action, they would probably end up with the same fate as Qi Hao, but she still had no hesitation.

"He may not need us to take action. His limit has not yet been reached," Han Ziqing said.

Although Qi Hao's bones were shattered all over his body, Qi Hao's fighting spirit was still rising and he had no intention of stopping.

"If we wait until he reaches his limit, I'm afraid it will be too late. Senior brother, we can't watch." Zhao Tiezhu also requested.

"You don't even have the will to fight. If you go up there, you will just die." Han Ziqing said coldly.

Zhao Tiezhu's face turned red. Even when he walked to the city gate, he did not have any fighting spirit in his body.

"Zhao Tiezhu, you have no fighting spirit and are an extreme. This is not a bad thing. If Qi Hao can become the other extreme, our trip will be worthwhile." Han Ziqing's eyes were deep.

Under the strong pressure, Qi Hao's body began to break and bleed, and the bright red blood soaked his snow-white clothes.

The young body and tragic appearance looked shocking.

Some people sighed, while others looked away and couldn't bear to look directly.

"Do you think, if I take action now, can I save him?" Zhan Li asked lightly.

"No! Young Master, Wan Zhan's fighting spirit cannot be provoked."

"But I insist on it? What about the will of ten thousand people to fight? Am I afraid? I am not such a fool, dying in vain!" Zhan Li said with confidence.

To become a warrior is what others expect of him, not his own goal.

He wants to become a being like his ancestors, truly invincible as a warrior, capable of killing even the strongest enemies he encounters.
Chapter completed!