The Match Had a Result
"Alright, I have no more questions."
Wang Jinyang said happily. Since Lu Hao said they could win, then they could. All he needed to do was work hard—work even harder—and make that vision a reality through his own strength.
"Alright, neither of you has any issues now. Remember, once we leave, Old Wang simply made a normal breakthrough today. Nothing happened. You and I were just here to stand guard for him." Lu Hao pointed at himself and Qin Fengqing.
"Also, once we're out, don't reveal Old Wang's divine weapon or the Three-Focus Gate. Qin Fengqing, keep your mouth shut too. Not a word of what I said today can get out. And if you really run into any old fossils later, come find me first. I'll help you figure something out. If you fall into a pit on your own, I won't be able to save you."
Lu Hao spoke to Qin Fengqing. After all, this concerned Old Wang, so he would definitely take it seriously. Qin Fengqing, on the other hand, was usually rather carefree, so Lu Hao had to remind him a few extra times.
"Old Lu, Old Wang, don't you trust me? I may usually be a bit carefree, but when have I ever dropped the ball on something important?"
Seeing that Lu Hao was clearly directing this at him, Qin Fengqing replied indignantly.
"Alright, alright, we trust you," Lu Hao said. Qin Fengqing really was as he claimed—he had never dropped the ball when it mattered.
"Old Wang, you can head back to Southern Martial University and cultivate normally from here on out. Or you can stay at Magic Martial University and spar with Qin Fengqing. After all, sealing the gate at Rank Six is a slow process. And Qin