Playing Support

The next morning.

Wang Hao sat cross-legged on the messy bed, his body trembling. A terrifying current of air burst from within him, filling the room with an invisible wind.

"Martial Apprentice Level Eight, my strength has increased so much." Wang Hao opened his eyes and clenched his fists. His strength had doubled compared to when he was Martial Apprentice Level Seven.

"Bang bang bang..." A knock sounded at the door.

Wang Hao was slightly taken aback. Someone was actually visiting his home? What a miracle!

When Wang Hao opened the door, he saw Ke Yong standing at the entrance, bowing and scraping. "Hello, Young Master Wang, we meet again."

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes, sizing up Ke Yong. He was so arrogant last time, but now he had this expression? This was absolutely suspicious!

"Young Master Wang, last time, due to the crowd, I couldn't let you take the Level Three Automatic Pistol. You see, as soon as things were over, I immediately brought it to you. I even specially included five magazines, a total of fifty bullets." Ke Yong handed the gift box in his hand to Wang Hao with a pained expression. These fifty bullets had cost him over five million.

Wang Hao opened the box. A silver automatic pistol with the words "Silver Wolf" written on it lay inside. Five magazines, all filled with bullets, were neatly arranged in the box.

"A Level Three Damage Military Weapon, the Silver Wolf Automatic Gun." Wang Hao stroked the Silver Wolf Automatic Gun. Not only was it fast enough, but its explosive power was also extremely strong. It would be no problem even against a Martial Ancestor expert like Principal Zhong Li.

Of course, the prerequisite was being able to hold the pistol firmly and not be thrown back by the gun's recoil.

"Young Master Wang, do you think you could put in a good word for me in front of General Manager Gao?" Ke Yong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Hao accept it.

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes and smiled. So this director was also invited yesterday. "Alright, seeing how sincere you are, the next time I see Uncle Gao, I'll put in a word for you."

Ding dong, congratulations to the host for successfully accepting a bribe, gaining 3000 Villain Points.

Wang Hao rolled his eyes. He could even get Villain Points for this kind of thing. It was simply... awesome.

"Thank you for your support, Young Master Wang. If there's anything you need in the future, just say the word." Ke Yong repeatedly thanked him. "I won't delay Young Master Wang from going to the competition. I'll be leaving now."

"Competition!"

Wang Hao was shocked. He quickly rushed into the room to wash up, then went out and boarded the Jiaolong, soaring into the sky. He hoped the Hundred Schools Competition hadn't started yet.

Eleventh High School.

Principal Zhong Li's face was dark. That little bastard Wang Hao actually dared to be late on the day of the Hundred Schools Competition. It was absolutely infuriating.

The students of Eleventh High School around him were clearly impatient.

"What is that scumbag Wang Hao doing?!"

"Who knows, he's definitely not doing anything good."

"If we don't leave soon, our Eleventh High School will be late."

"This guy Wang Hao is really something else. Not only is he late himself, but he's also dragging down my Goddess Weiwei and Goddess Le Xuan."

"Goddess? They've probably become women by now!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Wang Hao was the bait sent out by the principal. My goddesses are still pure."

"Kid, you actually believe that? What kind of person is Wang Hao? Don't you have any idea?!"

"Classmate, stop deceiving yourself. The three goddesses of Eleventh High School are no longer pure."

"I don't believe it, my goddess is still pure."

"Forget it, this guy has gone mad. I hope he lives in his dream forever."

"..."

"Buzz buzz..."

Suddenly, a huge engine roar sounded. The students looked up and saw the Jiaolong descending vertically.

"This is the Jiaolong!?" The students exclaimed. The Jiaolong was a private spaceship, something only the rich could afford.

When Wang Hao walked out of the Jiaolong, all the students rubbed their eyes. How could this poor guy Wang Hao afford a private spaceship!?

"You brat, hurry up, you're going to be late." Principal Zhong Li glared, grabbed Wang Hao, and threw him into a small plane.

"Hey, old man, I'm leaving, what about my Jiaolong!?" Wang Hao shouted.

Principal Zhong Li glared at Wang Hao, "Who dares to touch it while I'm here? Remember to perform well for me."

Hearing this, Wang Hao could only obediently enter the small plane and sat next to Le Xuan.

Xia Weiwei glared at Wang Hao and couldn't help but snort coldly, clearly still remembering Wang Hao kissing her yesterday.

Soon, the transport plane started and disappeared into the horizon.

The students of Eleventh High School cheered. From this moment on, they had graduated. Now they just needed to go home and wait for the Hundred Schools Competition to begin.

For this Hundred Schools Competition, ten satellites would be aimed at the arena 24/7, providing full coverage live broadcast.

On the small plane.

Le Xuan ignored Wang Hao's teasing, took out a black briefcase, and opened it. Inside was a Level Two Revolver with hundreds of rounds of ammunition, a Level Two Military Blade, various military landmines, and several grenades.

Xia Weiwei also ignored Wang Hao's thoughts. She also took out a black long case and carried a greatsword taller than herself on her back. A sword hilt hung from her waist. This was a Laser Sword, a technological weapon, along with military landmines and several grenades.

Wang Hao's mouth twitched. What were these women doing with so many military weapons? Were they going to blow up the competition venue!?

"Wang Hao, what are your weapons!?" Le Xuan asked.

"Cough cough!"

Wang Hao coughed to cover his embarrassment. Compared to these two women, his equipment was a world apart.

The Level One Invisibility Cloak was basically useless in front of a Martial Master.

The Level One Dagger had very limited damage against a Martial Master.

The Level Two Defective Electromagnetic Ring could at most cause a little paralysis to a Martial Master. Dealing damage was basically out of the question.

The only thing he could show was the Level Three Silver Wolf Automatic Gun, but his current cultivation level was not enough to control it. Even if he could fire it, the recoil was something a Martial Apprentice Level Eight like him couldn't withstand.

"This is what you prepared!?" Xia Weiwei looked at the things Wang Hao took out and couldn't help but rub her forehead.

If it were an arena competition, this equipment would indeed be enough, but they were going to participate in a large-scale free-for-all, and it was an unrestricted free-for-all. Disposable, no-requirement killing weapons like landmines and grenades would definitely appear.

Some people even brought out mechs. With Wang Hao's current equipment, going against them was no different from seeking death.

"Actually, the weapons Wang Hao prepared are really good." Le Xuan picked up the Silver Wolf Automatic Gun and gently wiped it, as if she had seen her lover.

"But after one shot, the recoil will definitely break his arm. It's a suicidal attack," Xia Weiwei shook her head.

Le Xuan put down the Silver Wolf Gun, took out a few landmines and grenades, and handed them to Wang Hao, "Keep these on you for self-defense. When the competition starts, Weiwei and I will be the main attackers, and you find the right time to strike from the side."

Wang Hao was stunned. He carefully sized up Le Xuan and Xia Weiwei and found that both women's cultivation had reached Martial Master Level One. No wonder they looked down on him so much and made him play support