C8 shock

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Seeing the vicious big sized man's fist coming towards him, Wu Hao's expression did not change, but his fist immediately clenched tightly, and emitted a crisp sound of bones breaking.

Bang!

In the next moment, everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, followed by a loud sound, as Wu Hao directly punched his opponent's fist.

In that instant, the air seemed to have frozen. Everyone looked at this scene, and even held their breath, not daring to breathe.

Ka-cha! *

After an unknown period of time, the sound of bones breaking was slowly emitted.

Whose bone is broken?

Everyone was shaken, their gazes subconsciously focused on Wu Hao, only to see a look of contempt flashing past his eyes.

At this time, the people from the Mercenary Union did not realize that the fierce looking man's face had gradually turned pale, and cold sweat was dripping down his cheeks. Even though he was trying his best to endure the pain of his broken bones, the pain had gradually increased to the limit of what he could endure.

"Ah ?"

Screams came out of his mouth in the end. He held his broken arm and crouched down in pain.

"Hua!"

An uproar suddenly exploded, causing all of the mercenaries' expressions to change greatly.

Clang clang clang!

In the next moment, the weapons in their hands were all unsheathed, and after a moment, they were all slashed towards Wu Hao.

"Arrogant brat, you actually dared to hurt my Mercenary Union's people. If I don't teach you a lesson today, how will you have the face to continue down this path?"

The leader of the mercenaries brandished his sword and swung it at him. Dozens of blades came slashing at him from behind. With such a large formation, how could any ordinary person possibly defend against them?

Surprisingly, the little fatty did not stop him. Instead, he retreated a few steps and stood by the side with his arms crossed, watching the show.

"With a blade, one might not be able to fight, but with a sword, one might not be able to kill. A fist is the hard truth!" Wu Hao released his tyrannical Qi, waving his fist fiercely and striking towards the blade in his opponent's hand.

"Hmph, how arrogant!"

Seeing that he was actually dealing with his own blade with his bare hands, the mercenary captain was enraged. The martial Yuan in his body burst forth crazily, rushing to the blade in his hand, and swept towards Wu Hao's fist.

Just as quickly as that.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Clang!

A golden cry came out, and after a long time, Wu Hao's fist met the blade in the mercenary captain's hand as expected.

As the Wu Yuan inside Wu Hao's body crazily surged, the blade instantly broke into several pieces, but his fist did not even manage to harm his flesh.

The force of the fist did not decrease, but instead increased. Just as it reached his opponent's chest, Wu Hao turned his fist into a palm, and smashed onto it.

With a loud bang, the mercenary captain was sent flying. Some of the unlucky mercenaries behind him were instantly sent flying, and a shocking scene of a man overturning himself with horses appeared.

Immediately after, Wu Hao's figure turned, his fists and palms changing extremely quickly, his entire person entering into the encirclement of the mercenaries, his fists and palms flying up and down, releasing sounds of collisions.

After approximately ten breaths of time, Wu Hao forced all of the mercenaries to retreat, intimidating all of the mercenaries.

"Your strength is only mediocre!" After Wu Hao forced them back with his palm, he retracted his palms and retreated abruptly. He did not attack them any further.

However, at the moment, the gazes that they were looking at Wu Hao with was filled with shock and disbelief.

Under the situation where their cultivations were on par with others, to be able to intimidate dozens of people by himself was something they had never dared to imagine. But now, Wu Hao had allowed them to witness the occurrence of a miracle.

"Haha, brother, you are quite good. I, Little Fatty, am impressed!"

Seeing that he had stopped and had deeply intimidated his underlings, the little fatty suddenly laughed heartily and walked over.

Wu Hao's eyes turned to the other party and squinted his eyes. His face darkened as he said to him in a low voice: "I still have important matters to attend to, please forgive me for not accompanying you!"

"Wait, this brother here is amazing. Little Fatty, I sincerely invite you to join my mercenary group. I'll give you the position of vice captain, so you don't need to promise me so quickly. You should think about it carefully ?"

The little fatty said to him.

Wu Hao did not say a word.

Mercenary Union was not a small power. He was confident that the other party would definitely join them. After all, there were too many benefits to being a Guild Leader.

At the very least, if one wanted to cultivate, joining the Mercenary Union was a pretty good choice.

"What rank martial skill is the movement and palm techniques he used?"

Only after Wu Hao left far away did the group of mercenaries burst into an uproar, as they started discussing intensely.

There were dozens of them, yet they didn't even touch a corner of his clothes. No one would believe them if they told others.

However, the truth was actually true.

The palm technique Wu Hao was using was filled with a gentle power, and with it, he was in an invincible position. And the Willow Body Art and Phantom Shadow, who were both fused together, were basically moving just like the wind, and under the situation where the movement technique was extremely agile and nimble, it was basically difficult to touch the corner of one's clothes.

Of course, to be able to do this, it was all because of his grasp of the essence of the martial skill.

"Young master, you're back. Have you found the Thundermother Grass?"

Half a day later, Wu Hao returned to the Tianyun Capital, and just as he entered the courtyard door, he met the old housekeeper.

Wu Hao looked at him, nodded at him after hearing his words, then turned to him and asked: "Are there any changes to my mother's body during these few days?"

"Reporting to Young Master, Madam's condition is very stable. Under the meticulous care and care of Snowy, nothing happened in the past few days. Please rest assured!" The old housekeeper replied.

"That's good!" Wu Hao nodded his head, thought for a while, then instructed the old housekeeper with a serious face: "Go prepare a jar, I will boil some medicine in a while!"

"Young Master, it's enough to let this old servant personally make the medicine, how can I let you make a move?" old housekeeper looked anxious.

"If you can't concoct this medicine, just follow my instructions!" Wu Hao's face darkened, and replied him, then left with his hands behind his back.

old housekeeper watched his back as he left and furrowed his brows. After thinking for a while, he turned around and headed towards the fire kitchen to prepare.

"Young Master, you're back!"

The moment Wu Hao entered the room, maidservant Xiao Xue who was sitting on a wooden chair beside the bed noticed him and quickly stood up and bowed to him.

Wu Hao did not say anything, and only nodded slightly at her, then turned his gaze towards Madam Wu Yang Ziyi, and the soul consciousness swept over.

He checked the condition of Yang Ziyi's body and realized it was exactly the same as before he left. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.

Right now, there was a traitor in Wu Mansion. He was not sure who this person was yet, so he had to be on guard.

Fortunately, with the Wu family higher ups supporting him, that traitor did not dare to act rashly, which was why his mother, Yang Ziyi, had survived the few days he had been gone.

After that, Wu Hao took out a silver needle and used another acupuncture technique to expel some of the poison blood from Yang Ziyi's body, allowing her to endure for a little longer.

After that, he headed to the kitchen to personally brew the antidote for his mother's poison.

When they arrived at the stove room, old housekeeper was already there preparing. The pots had already been washed, and the firewood had already been heated up.

Wu Hao did not say anything, he took the jar and filled it with water, then used the silver needle to carefully test it. After discovering that there were no problems, he placed the herbs he had bought along with the Thundermother Grass he had personally harvested into the jar, and used it to heat it up.

old housekeeper looked at the skillful Wu Hao, a look of disbelief flashed past his eyes. After a while, he asked him tentatively: "Young Master, do you want this old servant to help you light a fire? Now that you are the Patriarch, this kind of menial work should be done by your servants! "

After saying that, Wu Hao turned and replied him without even turning his head: "No need, go and busy yourself." After saying that, he suddenly thought of the matter with the accounts, and turned back to face him, and said: "Right, go find Wu Fu, tell him to come and see me, I want to ask him, how is the matter that I asked him to complete!"

"Alright, Young Master, this old servant will go now." old housekeeper gave him a respectful reply before slowly leaving.

After the opponent left far away, Wu Hao's spiritual sense immediately swept across the entire kitchen, inside and outside the kitchen.

In the end, his gaze fixed on the place where the firewood was kept. He quickly walked over and opened up some firewood and straw. Then, he lifted up a piece of wooden board. There was actually a secret compartment at the bottom.

At this moment, in the secret compartment, there was still a little bit of medicinal residue. Wu Hao pinched the medicinal residue and sniffed it with his nose, his expression instantly becoming as gloomy as water.

In his previous life, when he was in the Mountain and Sea Realm, he knew how to search for incense. He could find any kind of spirit material within a thousand miles.

Being familiar with the smell of the herbs, he was able to distinguish the smell of his mother's life force powder from the dregs. This was clearly a few days ago, the person in his name had hidden the dregs and hastily cleaned up the mess.

Just who was this person?

Wu Hao started to ponder.

This courtyard was a residence exclusive to him and the Madam Wu. Normally, other than the butler, his personal servant girl and the servants who swept the floor, everyone else would have to report to him if they wanted to enter.

Thus, was it someone from the underworld here, or was it someone's mother who was trying to force him to leave? Or was it someone who had snuck in and left in a hurry after injecting the medicine?

With regards to this point, it was worth of Wu Hao to ponder over.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the sound of footsteps from afar. Wu Hao quickly moved the firewood, straw, and other miscellaneous items back to their original positions, then returned to the stove and pretended to seriously brew the antidote.

In a moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard approaching.

"Patriarch, are you looking for your subordinate ?"

The person who came was the accountant Wu Fu, who was currently being led by old housekeeper and waiting outside the door of the kitchen.

Wu Hao added some firewood to the fire, and then slowly turned around. The instant his gaze looked over, his demeanor turned into one of majesty, the domineering aura of a being at the top leaking out.

"Manager Wu, a few days have passed. Have you done all the things that This Patriarch asked you to do?" Wu Hao looked at him and asked.