Crash! *

On the morning of the second day, following the sound of water, he, who had used a medicinal pellet to refine his physique for an entire night, slowly crawled out of the water that was already completely cold.

After a night of tempering his muscles and bones with medicine, although his cultivation had not improved, his meridians, bones, and body had all become abnormally sturdy.

If one looked closely, they would notice that his skin was as tender as a baby's, and his temperament seemed to have undergone a great change.

If he had stood among the crowd without the slightest bit of arrogance before, he would now have an extraordinary temperament. Like a jewel, he began to emit a dazzling brilliance.

Wu Hao believed that if he were to continue using the tempering potions to temper his physique, before long, he would become the most dazzling existence amongst the crowd.

After changing into a new set of clothes and tidying up, he poured away the jet-black tempering medicine, and like he did yesterday morning, Wu Hao started to train with the Overlord's fist in the center of the courtyard.

The Overlord's fist was a low rank Earth Realm martial skill, and it was perfectly suited for him to train in.

In the minor dimension, martial skills were divided into three main categories.

Earth, Sky, Xuan, from Low to High, a total of three levels.

Apart from this, there was another level, but that was very rare, belonging to the Xuan level.

There were countless low rank Earth Realm martial skills, but the ones with the greatest power were few in number. And his own Overlord's fist was one of the few.

Because of that, his fist technique was abnormally tyrannical. Ordinary cultivators would have no way of controlling it, but with the innate body, he could perfectly control it.

The pitiful Yang Liu suffered, and in just two days' time, her face had changed completely., who was standing by the side watching, was dumbstruck.

After a hundred rounds of Overlord's fist, the rising sun had already risen to the east. Wu Hao waved the sweat on his forehead, and finally endured it all.

"Second Young Master, what kind of fist technique is this? Why is it so powerful?" Mu Qian could not help but ask, thinking that compared to the middle grade Earth Rank martial skills, it would not be much.

"Hehe, this is called the Overlord's fist, Dryopterygium, what do you think?" Wu Hao heard and replied with a smile. He raised his hand again to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"No, Dryopterygium is a low rank Earth Realm martial skill, not a high rank one …"

"What?" "This …" Mu Qian's expression instantly froze, and only after a long while did he mutter to himself, "There's no reason! This fist technique's might was even more formidable than the Wu Clan's medium-grade earth-step martial skill, the Heaven and Earth Phantom Fist … How could it be just an Earth Stage Low Rank? "

"It is indeed a low rank Earth Realm martial skill. This is just a question of rank and has nothing to do with power. The reason why its power is so strong is because it is characteristic of this fist technique. It needs strong inner strength to support it or else it will not be able to perfectly use it!" Wu Hao explained.

"So that's how it is!" After Mu Qian heard, he came to a sudden realization and looked at Wu Hao from head to toe. Then, he smiled: "Second Young Master, does that mean that you have a strong inner force in your body now?"

"You can say that, but it has nothing to do with cultivation. Right now, I am only at the First Sky of Nascent Level, and my meridians are only opened up, but it's just a mere six meridians …"

was stunned once again. He looked at Wu Hao as if he was looking at a monster and dared to bet that with his Overlord's fist, he would be invincible in front of a warrior at the Second Sky of the Nascent Realm.

"That's right …" Wu Hao seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and immediately asked him: "Dryopterygium, there has been no news from First Lady's side for the past two days, and there is also my father who does not care about family matters.

Hearing that, Mu Qian left his state of shock, he thought for a while then replied: First Lady has not made any movements, but I seem to have caught a few people yesterday, I'm not very sure about the specifics, but the Patriarch seems to have an important matter, and he won't be able to return for a while!

"How many people have you captured?" A hint of evilness flashed across Wu Hao's face as he thought to himself: "Jiao Ruhua, this time you are a cruel and merciless woman, you should be afraid! However, you definitely won't let this go. How will you deal with me next? "Hehe, I look forward to it …"

As to whether Wu Haoran would return, that was just a casual question. He didn't have any feelings for his, so returning wouldn't have any hindrance to his future path.

If the other party was nice to him, he might show some filial piety. However, if they were bad to him, he was too lazy to bother with them …

After conversing with Mu Qian for a while, Wu Hao returned back to his room to take a bath.

Xiao Cui returned early in the morning and found him.

"Second Young Master, tonight, I went out to the streets and met a servant of the Hu family. He told me to pass a letter to you!" Xiao Cui took out a sealed letter from his sleeve and handed it over to him.

"Oh!" Looking at the letter, Wu Hao laughed sinisterly and opened it.

"The Second Young Master of the Wu Family, today, I have sent a letter apologizing for not being able to recognize your honored appearance. At the same time, I sincerely wish to invite you to the Fulai Inn for a chat and to wait here for my good news at noon!"

This was the contents of the letter, and Xiao Cui who was standing at the side sneaked a peek, and instantly revealed a surprised look as she looked at her own Young Master.

"Xiao Cui, I need to go out for a while at noon, so I won't be back for lunch!" Wu Hao accepted the letter, and after thinking for a while, he said to her.

Xiao Cui knew that he was going out to fulfill her promise, so she nodded her head obediently and said: "Okay, Second Young Master, go out and be careful."

"En!"

It was now afternoon, yet Wu Hao had walked out of the City Lord's Mansion's main entrance in broad daylight, and did not pay attention to the gazes of the servants in the mansion that were peculiar to him.

In the past two days, although the First Lady did not do anything on the surface, the news had already spread throughout the Wu family. His second young master was no longer a trash, and there were some experts protecting him from the shadows.

Only, only the higher ups of the City Lord's Mansion Law Enforcement Squadron knew that they did not receive any orders from Wu Haoran to protect Wu Hao.

But they could not be sure if the Wu Family Patriarch, Wu Haoran, had sent any other experts to protect them from the shadows.

As a result, to the Wu manor, as long as Wu Haoran did not come back, he would be completely safe. As long as he was not 100% sure that he did not have any experts protecting him, she would not dare to make any presumptuous actions.

Just as Wu Hao left, a servant of the Wu family ran over to inform Jiao Ruhua's middle-aged manager, and upon learning of the situation, the latter hurried to report to his master.

It was currently spring in the Wu manor's rear garden, and the fragrance of the flowers filled the entire garden. Jiao Ruhua, accompanied by two maids, watched the entire garden's spring color from within a hexagonal pavilion.

The fragrance of flowers assaulted his nostrils, and accompanied by the butterfly dance, the scene was absolutely beautiful.

However, the arrival of her middle-aged manager destroyed this beautiful scene.

"First Lady, Wu Hao, he …" He panted as he ran over, but when he saw the two maidservants beside her, he suddenly stopped.

Jiao Ruhua was suddenly discouraged, and was obviously unhappy, but after hearing the two words Wu Hao, he waved his hand to the two maids beside him, telling them to leave.

"Speak …" "What is it?" she asked, her face darkening.

"First Lady, that trash, Wu Hao, has left the manor. This subordinate heard that someone witnessed the Hu family servant handing a letter to his servant. This subordinate thinks that he might be going to meet Hu Qingyang!"

After Jiao Ruhua heard this, killing intent flashed past her eyes. She shouted: "Immediately inform the Hu Clan's Young Master to kill that trash!"

"What's wrong?" Looking at his expression, Jiao Ruhua was enraged.

The other party's entire body shook, and said: "First Lady, Hu Qingyang is the young master of the Hu family, why would he listen to us?

Hearing that, Jiao Ruhua's eyes flashed with a look of disdain, and said: "Do you think I'm as foolish as you? I have long informed Hu Qingyang's side, as long as you inform him to take action, I will arrange everything else!"

"Hmph, trash. Even if you are no longer trash or you have someone protecting you from behind, so what? I want you dead, you will still die …" A lowly seed should have the consciousness of a lowly seed! "

Jiao Ruhua's eyes flashed with a sharp killing intent.