Chapter Forty-One Result

  Both attacks have failed, and Qin Hao's interest has suddenly reached its peak.

  In the blink of an eye, he had shifted several circles in the long wooden array. As he wandered around, Qin Hao was also looking for an opportunity to take action. However, the two people who were ambushed by Qin Hao just now kept a relatively safe distance from him.

  With a glance, Qin Hao looked at his elder cousin Qin Shan who was closer to him.

  Due to Qin Hao's sudden sneak attack, the long wooden planks in the field shook even more violently. The area most affected was naturally the densest central part, where Qin Shan was standing at that moment. As the long wooden planks swayed back and forth around him, Qin Shan grew tired of responding, his eyes gradually straying from Qin Hao.

  Seizing the opportunity, Qin Hao took a few steps forward and jumped to the back of Qin Shan, then punched out. This punch was not any martial arts technique, just an ordinary Xuan Qi infused fist, but if it landed solidly, it could still make Qin Shan suffer greatly.

  Suddenly, Qin Shan's mouth curled up into a faint smile as he faced away from Qin Hao, his eyes flashing with sharp light. Without turning around, his right hand shot out with unerring accuracy and met Qin Hao's fist head-on, while his left hand made a strange gesture.

  As soon as his hand fell, several people who were still some distance away from Qin Hao suddenly appeared by his side at that moment.

  Qin Yuxian struck out with a palm from behind Qin Hao. Qin Ze and Qin Chao blocked Qin Hao's left side, both sweeping out a whip kick at the same time. Qin Xing and Qin Ri were on Qin Hao's right side, one of them stretching out a hand in a grasping motion towards Qin Hao's shoulder.

  The other four people stood in the east, south, west and north directions, blocking all possible escape routes for Qin Hao.

  In the blink of an eye, Qin Hao seemed to have been forced into a desperate situation, losing all his advantages. All possible escape routes seemed to have been sealed off.

  "Qin Hao, you lose." Qin Shan attacked at the same time, a loud shout, with an unmistakable look of excitement on his face.

  "It's not necessarily so." Qin Hao smiled lightly.

  "The Royal Flame Technique" was activated, the mysterious energy compressed in his feet, and "Thousand Miles Wind Control" reached its limit. At that moment, Qin Hao no longer held back anything.

  Qin Hao's legs were slightly bent, his body first slightly pressed down, and then like a cannonball, he jumped up, rising several meters high on the flat ground. His arms spread out, like a large roc spreading its wings, slanting to the right and jumping out several meters.

  When he landed, he had already exited the circle of people surrounding him.

  No one thought that Qin Hao could jump up to such a high height without any preparation, and naturally no one was able to intercept him.

  "End of array."

  Qin Yuxian's delicate face showed no change at all, her voice was still cold and calm, with an extremely peaceful tone, as if she hadn't been affected by Qin Hao in the slightest.

  As Qin Yuxian's voice fell, the crowd that had been stunned earlier suddenly came to their senses, gathered their thoughts, and formed a circular formation in just a few breaths. Qin Yuxian also jumped into the circular formation in an instant.

  The big circle formed by the ten people was not static, everyone was running constantly, it looked like a huge wheel spinning at high speed, and that wheel was not stationary, while rotating itself, it quickly moved towards Qin Hao's direction. From a high place overlooking, it seemed to see a giant wheel rolling over without moving, while Qin Hao was like a mantis under the wheel, unable to resist.

  The circle spun closer and closer, in just a few short breaths, it had already passed through the countless long woods' impact, directly pressing onto Qin Hao's face.

  "Mountain Splitting Palm." Just as Qin Shan appeared in front of Qin Hao, his palm chopped down from the circle.

  Qin Hao dodged to one side in a flash, and before he could react further, Qin Shan's figure had already moved to another location. Turning around to face Qin Hao was now Qin Shan.

  "Lang Xiao San Shi." Qin Shan's feet stood firm, his palms transformed into claws, and he made three consecutive swipes at Qin Hao, with the momentum of a wild wolf bursting into the sky.

  "Three consecutive breaks of shattered gold."

  Qin Hao's Xuan Gong was in operation, a set of flat-stage techniques flowed smoothly.

  Bang! Bang! Bang! With fists against palms, mid-level martial arts versus mid-level martial arts, the three collisions added up to a rather frightening momentum.

  "Exploding Fist."

  The collision had not yet ended, and the circle spun rapidly again. The person in front of Qin Hao suddenly changed, turning into Qin Xing, who directly launched a basic martial skill.

  Qin Haogang and Qin Shan collided, their strength still unspent, for a moment they could only temporarily avoid the storm.

  "Charge fist!"

  "Burst Fist!"

  "Spiritual Palm."

  One set of martial arts techniques followed another, with not even a moment's pause in between. The large circle formed by the ten men constantly pressed in on Qin Hao, and as they moved, they also continuously rotated, giving each person an opportunity to attack Qin Hao.

  The people in front of Qin Hao kept changing, and various strong or powerful martial arts techniques continued to bombard him. This incoming movement seemed ineffective as well, no matter how he jumped around or changed positions, there was always someone facing him, only one person made adjustments, and the rest could coordinate to change the crushing direction.

  Although it was said to be one against ten, Qin Hao relied on his agile movements and at the same time faced no more than half of the ten enemies. However, at this moment, the ten people really entwined into a rope, making it difficult for Qin Hao to have any clever opportunities.

  Qin Hao took a few steps back and retreated ten steps outside the circle, carefully observing the situation.

  Ten people were still moving non-stop, and the faces in front of Qin Hao were constantly changing. When Qin Hai's face appeared in front of Qin Hao, Qin Hao no longer hesitated, flew forward, and directly launched a fierce attack with his martial arts skills.

  Qin Hao was the weakest among the ten, and if they wanted to open a gap, it could only be opened on him. If he could be directly blown away, the formation would collapse by itself.

  Qin Hai's whip-like leg swept across, directly colliding with Qin Hao. As soon as they collided, Qin Hai's fierce whip-like leg was easily swept to one side by Qin Hao, and the remaining force spread throughout his entire body.

  Qin Hai suddenly stumbled, his lower body unstable, as if he was about to be knocked down. Qin Hao seized the opportunity and took a few steps forward, his hands directly grasping towards Qin Hai's chest, intending to throw him out directly.

  At this moment, the two men on either side of Qin Hai simultaneously stretched out their hands and pulled Qin Hai inwards. In an instant, Qin Hai was pulled into the interior of the circle. The two men then took another step forward, closing in like a large gate, blocking Qin Hao's opportunity to continue attacking Qin Hai.

  One strike missed, Qin Hao immediately withdrew and retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena, running around the edge.

  Qin Hao narrowed his eyes, and in his heart, he really couldn't believe it.

  So tacitly, are they really the same group of barbaric cows that only knew how to charge forward recklessly before?

  They just made a move, Qin Hao saw it all in his eyes, saying it's simple, but doing it is not that easy.

  Form a rapidly rotating crushing circle, and launch an attack on him. At first glance, it doesn't seem too difficult. However, this requires extremely agile physical coordination to truly exert strength, concentrating the power of everyone in one place. If one person is not agile, this huge circle will be directly torn apart by the inconsistency of everyone's movements, becoming a joke... And the timing of each person's attack, the rhythm of the circle's rotation, and the timing of changing attackers all need to be accurately coordinated at one point in time.

  Of course, if it's just like this, after a period of practice, it can still be done.

  What really shocked Qin Hao was the location they were in at this moment. This wasn't an open plain without any obstacles, but rather a martial arts arena with nearly a thousand long wooden poles moving at high speed, colliding and crashing into each other. The instantaneous speed and force of the wooden poles were quite considerable. Moreover, the direction of their movement was completely unpredictable and erratic. A single misstep would result in being battered and bruised all over.

  In this case, the circle formed by the ten people was not chaotic at all. The distance between each other seemed to be carefully measured. When one person moved, the remaining nine would automatically make adjustments from head to toe, and the shape of the circle remained almost unchanged, as if the surrounding wooden stakes were just decorations that had no effect on them. Apparently, they had finally grasped some of the subtleties of Qianli's movement technique, allowing them to achieve such a feat with ease.

  As Qin Hao thought, the crowd's offensive did not stop, constantly pressing towards Qin Hao, who could only run around the edge, looking like he was being battered and fleeing in all directions.

  Gathering his thoughts, Qin Hao dared not hold back any longer. All the strength in his body burst out without reservation at this moment.

  Qin Hao suddenly stopped, his feet firmly planted on the ground, his posture becoming incredibly straight. His right hand rose high, a thin layer of dark energy covering his entire arm.

  With his right foot taking a half step forward, Qin Hao's body leaned slightly forward, and in that moment, he emitted an aura of unparalleled sharpness.

  "Frenzied Battle Axe." A deep and thick voice, filled with a frenetic will to fight, poured out of Qin Hao's mouth.

  Frenzied Battle Axe, a high-level martial skill created by the Qin family. Using one's body as the handle and arm as the axe, it cleaves through all obstacles in front, and when used, is stern, fierce, and formidable, making it difficult for opponents to match head-on.

  At that moment, Qin Hao's entire body was like a sharp battle axe, its blade already unsheathed, revealing his war intent without concealment.

  Qin Hao rushed forward, and with each step on the ground, he left a shallow footprint on the hard stone floor. And every time he took a step, his momentum rose, until later, Qin Hao's footsteps sounded like muffled thunder.

  "It's no use, Qin Hao, you've already attacked earlier." Qin Shan took up a defensive stance.

  "Give it a try and you'll know."

  The moment his voice fell, his arm seemed to turn into a giant battle axe and chopped down heavily.

  Qin Shan crossed his hands in front of him, palms up. At first, he didn't think much of it, but when he touched Qin Hao's arm, his face suddenly changed drastically.

  "How is this possible?" Qin Shan's face was full of incredulity.

  Qin Hao smiled and said: "You lost."

  Earlier, Qin Hao had suppressed his Xuan Qi to the Condensed Xuan Realm, but just now, he no longer held back and directly used Xuan Qi that belonged to the Ling Xuan Realm.

  Ling Xuan and Jing Xuan are as different as heaven and earth in terms of their power.

  With a downward press of his arm, an even greater force chopped down, and Qin Shan instantly flew backward. The two men standing on either side of him simultaneously stretched out their hands to grab his shoulders, intending to steady him. However, when they pressed down, both men suddenly felt a massive force spread throughout their bodies, and the two were also dragged out along with Qin Shan. The three directly crashed into each other and tumbled out of the arena.

  The originally solid circle was cut open by Qin Hao in an instant, and Qin Hao seized the opportunity to drill into the interior of the circle through the gap.

  "Attack." Qin Yuxian's stunning face finally revealed a hint of tension. She clapped her palms together towards Qin Hao.

  The other six also turned around at the same time, facing inward in a circle, either on their elbows or knees, exerting all their strength to suppress.

  Qin Hao slapped his palm, sending Qin Yuxian retreating several steps. Then, with a few quick movements of his feet, he extended one finger and continuously tapped the elbows, knees, and fists of the crowd. As his fingers tapped, Qin Hao secretly infused a thread of vibration force into his fingertips. This vibration force was something Qin Hao had grasped when he first mastered the Heaven-Shaking Palm, using gentle yet powerful vibrations to easily dispel fierce attacks, with an effect akin to "using four ounces to move a thousand pounds".

  The person who was pointed to suddenly felt a continuous and unrelenting surge of soft and gentle energy, like the ebb and flow of the tide, spreading throughout their hands and feet. The accumulated force in their fists and palms received an endless barrage of impacts, and in an instant, it completely disappeared.

  Qin Hao's body moved in a connected motion, continuously slapping out several palms, one after another, striking the target in front of him out of the arena.

  "You lost."

  Suddenly a soft and gentle voice sounded in his ear, followed by Qin Hao feeling two fingers lightly placed on the back of his neck.

  Qin Hao turned his head and took a look, and suddenly his eyes widened incredibly.

  Qin Yuxian, who had been forced back by Qin Hao earlier, somehow moved behind Qin Hao without anyone noticing...