(Please vote for support) Bang! Wu Hao was cleaning under the bookcase. While crawling, he was suddenly hit and fell to the ground. His body felt as if he had been hit by a train, and there was a stinging pain all over his body. A young man stepped over Wu Hao's body as if nothing had happened, as if knocking Wu Hao down did not happen to him, or Wu Hao was nothing to him. "You!" Wu Hao got up and stared at the young man who just said a word. "A slave is qualified to stand in front of me? Go away." The young man glanced at Wu Hao with disdain, walked over, and said: "As a slave, you must always know your identity, otherwise you will not live long. " Wu Hao quickly suppressed the anger in his heart. Yesterday, he inquired about the cause of death of the two handyman disciples in front of him. It was because they were defeated by a core disciple. The handyman disciple cursed, and the core disciples were the lowest. He was a warrior in the bone forging realm, and he punched a handyman disciple to death on the spot. "Huh, a slave is a slave." When the young man saw Wu Hao stopped talking, he said something even more disdainfully and walked towards the woman in green. Wu Hao grabbed the broom tightly and swept away the dust on the ground, burying everything in his heart. Throughout the whole day, Wu Hao didn't say a word, and kept working on various bookshelves and corners. It seemed that the guards had seen such a diligent handyman disciple for the first time, and they had a better attitude towards Wu Hao. They used to The handyman disciples are all lazy when they can. They have never seen one like Wu Hao who is almost idle all day long. But Wu Hao was looking for some secrets that might be hidden in every corner. He was looking forward to the Sutra that he accidentally got yesterday. However, all the bookshelves and tables were roughly checked, and nothing was gained. Wu Hao could only honestly start reading more than a dozen secret books on the bookshelf of boxing secret books. After strengthening his memory, he directly read these books at this time. I have almost memorized more than a dozen books on boxing techniques. Looking at the disciples who still wanted to copy the secret books, Wu Hao felt disdainful. During this period, I also saw a dozen core disciples who had gone to the second floor. Each of them exuded a strong aura, and it seemed that they had the power to crack monuments and rocks with every move they made. At night, Wu Hao started practicing boxing. Naturally, he would not abandon the practice of the Heart Sutra. An intuition told him that the Heart Sutra might be a great thing. Some of the following things were incomprehensible and could only be understood after he had practiced to a certain level. Wu Hao does not practice according to those boxing secret books, but relies on his own wisdom and creates a boxing technique by referring to the more than 40 boxing secret books he has memorized over the past few days. "Easy tendons, forge bones, refine marrow." Wu Hao never forgot the goal of a warrior. He kept writing and drawing on the ground with branches, studying the moves and their effects, and then integrating them. After more than ten days, it was quite effective and I created a set of nine moves. Each move greatly exercises the human body from the inside out. The practice of the Heart Sutra has slowed down. After opening up the Sea of ????Consciousness, it is a relatively long accumulation process. Once a breakthrough is made, it will be a big breakthrough. Wu Hao is not in a hurry. He can feel that his energy is better every day and he can think more clearly. It's a good thing if it's clear and quick. That night was exactly one month after Wu Hao came to the Martial Arts Pavilion. After finishing his day's work, Wu Hao returned to his room. After dinner, he practiced boxing in his small room, the nine-move boxing technique. Using it over and over again, the effect of training the body is better than the dozens of boxing secret books he has memorized. Boom! At this time, there was a sudden roar, followed by the shaking of the earth and the mountains. Rustling, Wu Hao hurriedly moved a step to the side, but a piece of sand fell from the top of the room. Boom, boom, boom~ There were three loud noises in succession. Wu Hao hurriedly opened the door and walked out. Passing through the corridor, a wave of heat suddenly hit his face, one wave after another, but there were three figures constantly intersecting over there. "Old Monster Huo, you have chosen the wrong place to come to our Wuliang Sect. Hand over the Wuliang Heart Sutra and retreat quickly. Today's incident will be treated as if it never happened. Otherwise, I will summon the elders of my sect to ask you to There is no place to die." A figure wearing black long-distance running yelled loudly. Opposite him was a middle-aged man wearing fiery red clothes with red beard and hair. Circles of fiery red halo emitted from his whole body. The halo was constantly impacting like water waves. It was Wu Hao. Feel the waves of heat. Wu Hao instantly judged that this might be someone coming to break into the Wuliang Sect¡¯s martial artsThe man in black should be the master guarding the martial arts pavilion. Wu Hao focused more of his attention on the intruder known as Huo Laoguai. The fiery aura on this person's body should be emanating from practicing martial arts to a certain level. This is the first time Wu Hao has seen a powerful person, so he is naturally very curious. The two people in the confrontation were instantly aware of Wu Hao's appearance. Huo Laoguai flashed his figure and grabbed Wu Hao with his palm. Wu Hao's hot breath almost suffocated him, and his cheeks were burned and painful. ¡°Bang, Wu Hao was caught in the opponent¡¯s hand. "The Wuliang Sect is just a small and remote sect. I, Old Monster Huo, am here because I care about you. If you let me go, I won't kill this kid." Old Monster Huo said in a deep voice, but he took Wu Hao as a hostage. . "Zhenzhen, he is not just a working slave. If you want to kill him, just kill him. Old Monster Huo, since you are stubborn and don't hand over the Infinite Heart Sutra, don't even think about leaving!" The man in black didn't even look at it! Wu Hao, who was caught, glanced and saw that footsteps could be heard from behind. The loud noise just now had already alerted the guards of the Martial Arts Pavilion. This is almost the most heavily guarded place of the Wuliang Sect. As soon as there is any movement, a large number of masters will quickly Come here. For the first time since his rebirth, Wu Hao felt that he was so close to death, and for the first time he felt that the strong in this world did not care about the lives of the weak. He knew that the people of the Wuliang Sect were unreliable, and the black-clothed People and the masters who came here will never care about their own life and death. When the time comes, the old monster will just kill him casually. His thoughts quickly turned around. Wu Hao followed the old monster Huo and took the opportunity to spin around. He pulled down the pocket from the opponent's waist and threw it into the garbage in the corner where no one was paying attention. However, the old monster Huo didn't notice it because several times. A powerful aura rushed over, and he threw Wu Hao to the ground. The force of the fall was so great that Wu Hao's leg bones almost shattered, and his buttocks became even more numb. "You want me to die. This is impossible. I, Old Monster Huo, have entered the martial arts pavilions of more than a dozen sects in the past five years. I can come and go freely, and no one can catch me. I am a ninth-level sect of the Wuliang Sect, and I also want to stay. Me? Hahahaha" The old monster rushed directly to the door, condensed two balls of flames with his palms, and blasted towards the two guards who were blocking him. Although the two were well prepared, they were still blocked. The old monster Huo was knocked upside down and vomited blood.