He sprinted all the way home.
Wang Hao quickly returned to his house.
The moment he entered, he impatiently took out the Invisibility Cloak and examined it. But after looking it over, Wang Hao was deeply disappointed. This Invisibility Cloak was only Level One technological equipment. At most, it could fool people with Martial Apprentice cultivation; fooling a Martial Master was basically impossible.
As for that dagger, it was also a low-grade alloy weapon, with only Level One damage. It could only harm Martial Apprentices.
"Forget it. Having one is already good enough. Why be so picky?" Wang Hao consoled himself and put the vest-like Invisibility Cloak on beneath his clothes.
"Oh, right. It seemed I got Villain Points after killing someone just now." Wang Hao summoned the system and saw that he still had 11,400 Villain Points.
"What should I buy!?" Wang Hao scratched his chin and browsed through the system's exchange page, but everything was so expensive.
"The system recommends that, as the host acquires more and more equipment, you consider unlocking the System Backpack."
"System Backpack!?" Wang Hao asked doubtfully.
The next second, information on the System Backpack appeared before him.
System Backpack: Storage space provided by the system. Advantage: objects of any size can be placed in the backpack; disadvantage: each storage slot can only hold one item. (Note: items can be stacked) Exchange price: 10,000 Villain Points per storage slot.
"Isn't this just an inventory from a game?" Wang Hao chuckled. This system was really stingy—it would not even give him a backpack for free.
Still, Wang Hao directly exchanged for one storage slot and placed the dagger into the System Backpack.
"The points are used up. Now I can sleep." Seeing that only 1,400 points remained, Wang Hao stretched, climbed into bed, and went to sleep. Early to bed, early to rise; he still had a match tomorrow.
The next day, Eleventh High School.
Before the Top Four Competition's Arena Competition had even begun, the field was already packed with students.
"This Top Four Competition has really been unexpected."
"Tell me about it. Wang Hao actually made it into the top four with Martial Disciple Level 6 cultivation."
"Who would have thought that Lin Tingbai and Zhao Xunwen would lose to Wang Hao in such a humiliating way?"
"Zhao Xunwen is really pitiful. He got schemed against by Wang Hao before the match even started after he got on stage."
"The most hateful part is the result. Wang Hao actually made it into the top four. This is blatant rigging."
"Actually, Zhao Xunwen is not the most miserable one. Lin Tingbai is the truly miserable one. I heard the Gao Family pressured the Lin Family, and the Lin Family has already agreed to the marriage."
"No way!? How could the Lin Family agree!?"
"Lin Tingbai's father, Lin Yang, is an ambitious man. Without this incident, he might not have agreed. But since it happened, and they can even latch onto the Gao Family, why would he refuse?"
"But even a vicious tiger does not eat its cubs. How could he bring himself to do it!?"
"In the eyes of ambitious people like them, only benefits are eternal. As for women, do they lack them!?"
"Alas, how pitiful!"
"Whether Lin Tingbai is pitiful or not, all of this was caused by that scumbag Wang Hao."
"That's right! Everyone, shout with me! Bring down scumbag Wang Hao! Remove that lecherous principal! Give us back our pure Eleventh High School!"
"Bring down scumbag Wang Hao! Remove that lecherous principal! Give us back our pure Eleventh High School!"
"Bring down scumbag Wang Hao! Remove that lecherous principal! Give us back our pure Eleventh High School!"
"..."
The VIP section.
Principal Zhong Li's face was black as coal. He swore that he would make the student leading this chant unable to graduate for the rest of his life.
At the same time, Principal Zhong Li wanted nothing more than to beat Wang Hao, that little bastard, to death. The brat was just too damn shameless.
Clearly, Wang Hao's combat power was so terrifying that fighting above his level was as easy as drinking water. Yet during the arena matches, he refused to fight properly and insisted on playing those petty tricks, turning himself into a rat crossing the street and dragging Principal Zhong Li down with him.
"Ha ha!!"
Su Mu stroked his beard and laughed heartily. He was extremely satisfied with Wang Hao's performance. Deliberately acting like a scumbag instead of using all his strength—this was absolutely playing the pig to eat the tiger. He knew how to endure and had the makings of greatness.
At the same time, when faced with the temptation of the DY Terrorist Organization, Wang Hao had not given them the slightest face and had even treated them like an ATM.
He was a scumbag without being brain-dead, practical without putting on airs, and he would Take Action When It's Time to Act. Excellent!
He was far, far better than his old-fashioned father. If the full score was one hundred, then Wang Hao had already scored ninety-nine in Su Mu's heart. The remaining point was withheld only because Su Mu feared Wang Hao would become too arrogant.
On the arena.
Wang Hao's eyes gleamed brightly, like X-ray scanners as they looked his opponent up and down.
Her name was Le Xuan, the Sexy Goddess of Eleventh High School. She wore sexy short shorts on her lower body, exposing a pair of long, fair legs to the air, with a Revolver strapped to one thigh.
She wore a blue vest over a white T-shirt, but her surging, imposing bust was especially eye-catching. She did not look like a high school student at all.
Especially her long black hair, exquisite features, and soul-stirring eyes, which nevertheless carried a hint of chill—Wang Hao was utterly intoxicated!
"Goddess Le Xuan, defeat that scumbag Wang Hao!!"
"Goddess Le Xuan, we support you!"
"Goddess Le Xuan, I love you..."
"..."
The moment Le Xuan stepped onstage, all the male students below went wild. Their impassioned cheers resounded throughout Eleventh High School.
"Have you looked enough!?" Le Xuan asked coldly.
Wang Hao nodded, then shook his head. "I've looked enough, but I wonder what it feels like to touch!"
"Hmph!"
Le Xuan snorted coldly and turned to the referee. "Are you still not starting!?"
The referee did not waste words. Not daring to give Wang Hao another chance to speak, he directly announced, "Begin!"
The instant his voice fell, Le Xuan drew the Revolver strapped to her thigh and fired at Wang Hao with a bang.
"Level Two Military Weapon!!"
Wang Hao's pupils abruptly constricted. He twisted on his feet and narrowly dodged the bullet, but the force generated by it still carved a wound across his shoulder.
"He actually dodged it!?" Le Xuan stared blankly at Wang Hao. The Revolver in her hand was a Military Weapon with Level Two damage, capable of inflicting tremendous harm even on Martial Masters.
Yet Wang Hao, a mere Martial Apprentice, had actually dodged it. It was truly unexpected.
The people below the stage were likewise all frozen in place. Wang Hao's dodging speed just now had been far too fast, nothing like a speed a Martial Disciple Level Seven martial artist could possess.
Something was wrong!
Hadn't Wang Hao only just broken through to Martial Disciple Level 6 yesterday!? Why was he Martial Disciple Level Seven today!?
Could Wang Hao have used some kind of forbidden drug to make his cultivation break through so quickly?
But that was not right either!
Judging by Wang Hao's steady steps as he walked, there was not the slightest sign of an unstable foundation!?
At the same time, the principals of the major academies in the VIP section all stood up one after another, staring at Wang Hao in disbelief. They finally understood why Su Mu, the principal of the mighty Tianbei University, had personally come to Earth.
Not only was Wang Hao extraordinarily talented, but his cultivation speed was also astonishingly fast. He was a super genius several times more formidable than Wang Tianyi...
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