C62 Extremely similar

"Do you know why I didn't make a move from beginning to end?"

Wang Hao looked down from above, and looked down at Lin Cong with contempt, "Because I'm afraid of dirtying my hands!"

Lin Cong supported himself on the ground with one hand and covered his nose and mouth with the other, looking at Wang Hao in fear, not daring to make a sound.

Every time Wang Hao took a step forward, he would use both hands and feet to retreat a little.

Unfortunately, no matter how urgent Lin Cong's retreat was, he could not compare to Wang Hao's normal walking speed.

Wang Hao walked in front of Lin Cong, lowering his head to look at the frightened Lin Cong, laughing coldly, "The so-called 'disaster comes from the mouth,' so you should be thanking me and kicking your mouth to pieces. Or else, with your personality, you would definitely start cursing and asking for trouble!"

"Right, I don't like doing special things, so I will treat you as equals. My left foot or my right foot, choose!"

Hearing that, Lin Cong's pupils enlarged once again, and his head shook violently.

"If you forget that it's not convenient for you to speak, then just extend your foot that you want to cripple!"

Lin Cong trembled, and immediately wanted to retract both of his legs.

However, how could Wang Hao let him do as he pleased? Right after Lin Cong retracted his right foot, Wang Hao's foot stepped on his left foot, which Lin Cong had not had time retract.

Ka-cha! *

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The sound of bones breaking and blood-curdling screams resounded at almost the same time. Lin Cong loosened his hand that was covering his mouth, and his mouth that was full of blood spilled out along with the blood-curdling screams.

One could imagine how much pain the bone on his left foot was in comparison to his face and nose.

"I believe this pain is enough to leave a deep impression on you. Wounded for a hundred days. In these hundred days, I hope that you will properly reflect on it. If you provoke me again, it won't be this simple!"

With a cold tone, he warned her once again. Wang Hao lifted his leg and turned to leave. When he walked past a patch of grass, he specially rubbed the soles of his shoes.

When Lin Cong and the rest saw this, they were so angry that their lungs almost exploded.

"Damn it, damn you Wang Hao, just you wait, I will make sure you live a life worse than death!"

Ever since Lin Cong was born, he had been pampered, but never experienced such pain. Seeing Wang Hao leave, his eyes immediately became red, and the fear in his eyes disappeared, replacing it was a hatred and viciousness, he looked at Wang Hao's back, cursing in his heart.

"Lin Shao, Lin Shao, are you alright!"

These lackeys all had one of their legs broken from the kick. Seeing Wang Hao leaving, they hurriedly endured the pain and propped themselves up with one leg, supporting each other with the other as they jumped in front of Lin Cong.

"Are you all blind? Is this young master really fine?"

Lin Cong scolded with his mouth wide open, his words leaking air.

"Hurry up and get someone to carry me to treat him. Trash, this young master is going to suffer miserably from all of you!"

Seeing the followers standing there stupidly, Lin Cong's anger did not decrease but increased, and he scolded them angrily.

After Wang Hao left, he passed through the lawn and arrived at the plaza outside the villa.

The square was very large and was filled with people. There were at least eight thousand outer disciples in sight, and most of them were male, accounting for about seventy to eighty percent of the crowd.

Although there were many males and few females, compared to the Luoyang Town, where the percentage of female cultivators was less than half, it was already considered quite good for the Crouching Dragon Villa to have twenty to thirty percent.

In terms of personality, she was also born inferior to a man, so when it came to body refining, without enough resources, it was much more difficult to cultivate than a man.

Thus, where martial arts fell behind, the ratio of women to martial artists was extremely high. And where martial arts flourished, women might not necessarily be inferior to men.

This was because once one reached the Upper Sky Realm, a woman's Upper Sky weakness would disappear.

Occasionally, he would see a few couples holding hands with blissful smiles on their faces. Wang Hao's heart suddenly quivered.

Touching the scene, buried deep in the heart of the yearning was awoken.

"Ruoxi, how were you doing in Hua Xia? According to China's time, we've been separated for over a month! "

"Don't worry, I won't let you wait for long. I will use the fastest speed possible to reach the peak of this world, become a saint, and break through the void to return!"

Thinking of his own lover, followed by thinking of his own parents, brothers, and friends, Wang Hao couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.

I have to make the best use of my time in training.

Wang Hao increased his pace and sprinted. It took him a while before he managed to cross the plaza. Soon after, he saw towering buildings in his vision, like university dormitories in China.

This was the residential area of the outer sect disciples, as well as the dining hall.

Wang Hao took a closer look, and discovered an interesting pattern, these residential buildings, were actually exactly thirty-three, thirty-three floors, and each floor had thirty-three rooms.

It was enough to accommodate more than thirty-five thousand people.

"I remember that in the legendary Heavenly Court of China, there is a 33 Layered Heavens saying. Could the number 33 be just a coincidence?"

Wang Hao muttered to himself as his thoughts raced, "There are many things in the Qiankun Continent that are extremely similar to China, such as common language, language, human looks, skin color, culture, cultivation concepts, martial skills, and so on. Are there any connections between these two worlds?"

"Forget it. Even if there really is a connection between them, it isn't something that I should be concerned about. I should head to my room and go into seclusion first!"

Wang Hao laughed at himself, and used his identity plate to find his room.

One, sixth floor, and eleventh floor. The location was indeed not bad.

A building was closest to the square, and the height of the sixth floor was just right. Those with slightly better Qing Gong would be able to jump up without having to climb the stairs, unlike the other higher-ups.

As for number 11, it was likely that the original disciples had all the time they needed to be promoted to inner disciples.

"I wonder what room Lin Cong is in. I hope it's not too close, if not, it would be hard to calm down even with a broken leg!"

After entering the room, the layout of the room was simple and clean. There was everything that needed to be done, just like a single apartment in China.

Wang Hao did not waste time, he looked around once, then sat on the bed and started to circulate the Golden Bell Cover mental cultivation method.

The breakthrough of Golden Bell Cover would happen in these few days.

During the time that Wang Hao had been in closed door cultivation, the fact that Lin Cong and the others had lost their legs inevitably attracted the attention of some people. It was unknown who leaked the information, and the matter of Wang Hao and him clashing quickly spread amongst the outer sect disciples.

This kind of disgraceful act that would allow others to gain fame was something that no one was willing to wantonly spread.

Even if Lin Cong had someone he could use, he wouldn't be able to personally go and take revenge. According to Lin Cong's own words, he would be satisfied for a few more days.

In this period of time, Wang Hao's fame in Crouching Dragon Villa rose from a nameless nobody to a famous celebrity who could burn people's hands.

No matter whether it was Wang Hao's age and innate talent, or the grandson of Elder Lin, it was enough to stir up the entire outer sect.

There was no need to mention how talented he was at age. Once he broke the record, he wouldn't be able to break it again in the future.

Face-smacking Elder Lin's grandson was extremely eye-catching. One must know that Lin Cong's status and position as an outer sect disciple was enough to make him in the top ten.

Other than the few of them, no one else dared to provoke Lin Cong, let alone cripple him. Even if those few people really clashed with Lin Cong, they would at least give Elder Lin Wei face and not be too harsh on him.

Five days later, Wang Hao's Golden Bell Cover entered the fifth stage.

"Time to go for a walk!"

In these five days, other than having a meal in the canteen every night, Wang Hao spent most of his time cultivating, and didn't properly tour around the villa's outer area.