"Why, this is the army. Do you want to come and fight me?" Wang Hao said, holding his shoulders.
"Fuck you! You are a piece of trash and a new recruit. Do you need me to take action against you?" Faced with Wang Hao's reluctance, Qian Ling was also very angry and pointed at the tip of Wang Hao's nose and cursed.
"Can you please take your hoof away? It's an eyesore to me." Wang Hao said coldly, obviously very unhappy.
"I won't take it away, what can you do to me?" Qian Ling then reacted and cursed again. "You damn thing, whose hands are hooves? Don't look at the military camp at this time. Believe it or not, I will still do it.
Kill you!"
Wang Hao ignored it and said lightly again, with a hint of threat in his tone.
"If you don't take it away, then I will help you take it away."
Being intimidated by Wang Hao in this tone made Qian Ling feel even more uncomfortable. Ever since he was a child, no one had ever dared to talk to him like this because of his family background. Anyone who didn't nod and bow when he saw him was really looking for death.
Got it!
"Damn it! I want to see how you got it away from me? What the fuck..." Qian Ling continued to point his hand in front of Wang Hao with a proud look on his face.
"Ouch!"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, you fucking... Ouch... it hurts me to death..."
Before Qian Ling could finish speaking, Wang Hao firmly grabbed Qian Ling's finger and sneered. With just one squeeze, Qian Ling's mouth immediately burst into tears.
"You still want to fight me with such little strength, you'd better go home and practice for a few more years!" Wang Hao shook off Qian Ling's hand and said calmly.
"Fuck!" Qian Ling hurriedly shook his hand that hurt to the core, and rubbed it hurriedly. "You brat, I was negligent just now, and you attacked me. Damn it, you dare to mess with me, Young Master Ling, I
Kill you!"
As he spoke, he cursed at the soldiers around him again.
"Why are you looking at him? Come on, beat this guy to death."
"Yes!" After hearing the young master's instructions, the several soldiers and guards who were still stunned immediately reacted. They all took out their sabers from their waists and slowly narrowed Wang Hao's encirclement.
"Nima, what do you think you will do this time?" Qian Ling, who was on the side, kept rubbing his hands and cursed for revenge. "I don't believe it. You are made of iron and bronze, and you can withstand so many blows.
Knife’s cut!”
"What? This sword is very powerful?" Wang Hao asked again without being in a hurry.
"Of course, this is our family's special blade. It's extremely sharp. You're just waiting to be chopped into pieces!" When Qian Ling mentioned his family, his arrogance couldn't help but come out. He always felt that his family background was
Very awesome!
"Is your family very powerful?" Wang Haochun teased and asked again.
"Fuck! Ask anyone here, who doesn't know about the growth of my Qianjia family? Where the hell are you, a country bumpkin? You haven't even heard of me, Qian Ling?" Qian Ling suppressed his anger and wanted to find out.
When I looked into this guy's background, I didn't expect him to be a country bumpkin.
"Okay, okay, let me tell you how powerful this sword of yours is?" Wang Hao asked again on this topic.
"Hmph, then I'll let you know." Qian Ling snorted coldly. "This blade is the best kind of knife specially made by our family. It is indestructible and can cut iron as hard as mud. It is extremely hard and has never been used before.
Broken record."
"Oh?" Wang Hao pretended to be surprised. "So powerful?"
"Nonsense, you are a country bumpkin. Apart from being a bit of brute force, what else do you know?" Qian Ling always thought that Wang Hao was just a country bumpkin with some brute force, and was not polite at all. He also always felt in his heart that there was no need to be polite.
Such country bumpkin talk is simply devaluing one's own worth.
But just when Qian Ling finished speaking and before he finished the last sentence, he saw Wang Hao and stopped.
Wang Hao suddenly grabbed the sharp knife from a soldier's hand, looked at it with his eyes, shook his head, and seemed to break it with his hand so gently.
"Crack!"
There was a clear cracking sound, and the knife was broken by Wang Hao.
"Damn it! Bragging is not that exaggerated. The quality is so bad that it broke as soon as I broke it!" Wang Hao said while holding the two pieces of the knife aside.
"You...you fucking..." Qian Ling was stunned and couldn't help but say something.
"What the hell is wrong with me? Can you explain it clearly?"
"Minato! What are you doing? Come on, chop this girl to death." Qian Ling also reacted.
This guy was purely provoking himself. Mad, he was a son of the Qian family, and he was thrown around by such a country bumpkin. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get angry and cursed at those soldiers.
Wang Hao actually used his vitality to break it. To be honest, this kind of knife really has some quality. Although it is not as exaggerated as Qian Ling said, it is much better than ordinary ones.
This Qian Ling, at first glance, looks like a kid from a rich family.
There were many other soldiers in the back camp, but they were all wearing ordinary red wooden armor, and their weapons were all long spears and iron knives, which were really unsightly.
As for Qian Ling's group of guards, although they are also here to join the army, they are wearing shiny silver-white battle armor, and they are also equipped with this kind of sword. Comparing the two, there is indeed a gap!
Indeed, these are the supports given by the Qian family. It is impossible for such a large family to let its son wear such a chilling armor to fight. Moreover, it cannot be a battle. At most, it is just a meeting.
That’s all.
Moreover, Wang Hao feels that this Qian Ling's strength is not very high. He is just like a rich young master who does not concentrate on practice and just wanders around all day long, so his strength will be so poor!
After Qian Ling's scolding, all the soldiers, although they were still a little frightened by Wang Hao's skills, still braved it. Who said they were eating from the Qian family? If they didn't listen to Master Qian Ling, they might be offended.
Qianjia, the consequences should be even worse?
There were also people who were very loyal to Qian Ling. When Qian Ling said this, a soldier suddenly came over with a knife and cursed.
"If you mess with our Young Master Ling, I will chop you to death!"
"Bang!"
Wang Hao didn't hide at all, and let the knife hit his shoulder, making a crisp "bang" sound.
"This... this..." The soldier was also stunned. He couldn't believe this was true. Even if the knife was cut on the iron, it would leave a big hole. Why is this guy's body so hard?
.
The soldier felt as if he had struck a very hard piece of steel. His arm was so shaken that he almost didn't let go!
"That's all?" Wang Hao sneered.
"Damn it, I told you to show off." The soldier thought he had made a mistake and raised his sword to chop off Wang Hao's head again.
Wang Hao smiled faintly, and when the blade fell, he raised his right hand slightly, and just caught the knife between his two fingers.
If he couldn't cut it just now, he was surprised. This time, Wang Hao clamped it with his fingers. It should be said that he was scared. The soldier pulled the knife in his hand and it was firmly fixed and could not move at all!
"You've already been hit twice, it's my turn this time?" Wang Hao gave a muddy smile.
Lifting his foot neatly, without dragging, he kicked the soldier's belly hard.
"Bang!"
The soldier immediately flew ten meters away, knocked over a weapons rack, and fell to the ground. He clutched his stomach tightly and kept rolling back and forth on the ground. Judging from the expression on Cong Liang's face, it probably hurt his stomach.
.
This group of soldiers who had not yet taken action couldn't help but swallow their saliva. The most fearful thing for my group of followers was that the young master would be embarrassed. Let these people fight a strong person. They knew they couldn't beat him, but they had to fight. This
Damn, it can be counted as one of the ten most tragic events in life.
"You...you...you...you guys are just looking at each other. You won't come together. What should I do with him?" Qian Ling on the side took a few steps back, trembling a little, but he still refused to admit defeat.
Cursed.
You know you will be tortured but you have to go. This is the definition of miserable.
After all, he was being beaten, so he might as well fight hard. This group of soldiers gritted their teeth, gritted their teeth, and slashed at Wang Hao's body with their knives. In fact, they really didn't believe it. This guy
Even if you can block one knife, can you still block a dozen sharp knives at the same time?
"I don't believe it. If we chop together, you can still catch it!" One of the soldiers said through gritted teeth.
Originally, Wang Hao wanted to take action quickly to deal with these guys, and had no intention of letting their attacks come close to his body. However, when he heard the soldier shouting, he didn't know what his psychology was, but he didn't take action.
, waiting quietly for these dozen sharp knives to chop down.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" With the jingling sounds, more than a dozen knives also fell down, but none of them cut into Wang Hao's body. Even the clothes Wang Hao wore were not scratched.
damaged.
"Okay! It's time to end this time!" Wang Hao also proved it, with a faint smile, and all his energy suddenly burst out.
A touch of pure white vitality suddenly came out from all parts of Wang Hao's body, thus forming an aura naturally.
There was a sound of "Bang!"
More than a dozen sharp knives were all bounced away and kept flying outwards. Another one landed just a few centimeters in front of Qian Ling's toes, scaring Qian Ling to the ground.
Wang Hao did not continue to attack these sad soldiers. He walked towards Qian Ling with an aura and said something calmly.
"I don't care how powerful your family background is, but now, if you don't accept it, I will smash your head immediately." In fact, Wang Hao just wanted to show off. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, but since he did it, he had to do it.
You just have to be a little more awesome!
Qian Ling felt very scared, as if he was about to be killed. He had grown up in a family environment and had never experienced such threats. This fear suddenly made his lower body wet and wet his pants.