While King Minluo was teaching, Qin Hao was still worrying about how to afford the First Volume of the Spirit-Shaking Art.
He was thinking of heading out to take on missions and earn Contribution Points.
But he had barely stepped out of the Martial Lecture Hall.
Just three battles!
Qin Hao had earned over five hundred thousand Azure Flame Points.
He could afford not only the First Volume of the Spirit-Shaking Art, but plenty of Origin Demon Crystals as well.
Enough to Cultivation the Devouring Doppelganger's Physical Body!
Qin Hao was thrilled.
Peng Kun's face, meanwhile, had darkened to an alarming degree.
He looked downright frightening.
"I actually lost."
"This Qin Hao is nowhere near as simple as he looks."
Peng Kun was furious enough to spit fire.
He was no fool.
Sun Chenhua and Zong Yuanjiu had both lost to Qin Hao, but Peng Kun had assumed Qin Hao had shown his full strength and won with a little luck on his side.
Yet Peng Kun had been defeated too.
How could he not realize that Qin Hao was far stronger than he appeared?
Qin Hao's Origin Laws, in particular, seemed inexhaustible.
Peng Kun was certain he had cultivated some kind of Secret Art.
The thought of losing more than three hundred thousand Azure Flame Points made him want to cough up blood.
He drew a deep breath and glared at Qin Hao. His face was almost twisted out of shape, and his voice brimmed with murderous intent. "Qin Hao!!!"
"Hmm?"
Qin Hao raised a brow and looked at Peng Kun.
Ignoring the fury in Peng Kun's eyes, Qin Hao cupped his hands calmly. "I was lucky to win. Thank you for the match."
"And thank you for the Azure Flame Points."
"Five hundred and thirty-four thousand, six