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Chapter 214 Little GG
Three days later, in the underground cave, at the Magic and Martial Arts Base,
Lu Hao and the others have recovered completely, and there is no sign that they have experienced a great battle.
Less than half an hour after Lu Hao returned, Wu Kuishan also returned. Neither of them could do anything to the other, so they withdrew.
However, Lu Hao knew that Wu Kuishan was hiding something; otherwise, if his ninth-grade divine weapon had been revealed, he probably could have killed the eighth-grade opponent directly.
However, Wu Kuishan will not use it. This is a big gift that Wu Kuishan prepared for the city lord of Tianmen City after he breaks through to the ninth rank.
When Wu Kuishan returned, he made a special trip to see Lu Hao, mainly because Lu Hao's achievements and situation were truly astonishing. After praising and encouraging Lu Hao, he hurriedly left.
Lu Hao didn't mind, after all, he was his master's master. Although they were currently separated, they would eventually get back together.
If Lu Hao destroys Tianmen City, they will all have to thank him.
Over the past three days, it's unclear whether Lu Hao and his team have been resting or preparing for battle, since no one knows the specific intentions of Tianmen City on the other side.
However, the final result was just as Lü Fengrou had expected: Tianmen City completely withdrew its troops, leaving only some third- and mid-grade squads operating in the meat grinder.
The rest retreated. Tianmen City suffered heavy losses in this battle; seven high-ranking officials and ten sixth-rank officials were killed by Lu Hao, plus about twenty others.
As for those at the fourth and fifth ranks, hundreds died, but Tianmen City didn't care. In their eyes, only those at the sixth rank were valuable.
You can tell from the titles they use: only those at the sixth rank are called "war generals," and below that, even the peak fifth rank is just a lowly soldier.
As for the fourth and fifth graders who died, we can just look for them in the surrounding villages:
Hope City Road Intersection
With the major battle over, the mentors and students who came to provide support could also retreat, and Lu Hao and the others planned to go out into seclusion to break through their limitations.
Lu Hao and his group caused a sensation upon their arrival, as their achievements were evident to all.
Lu Hao killed nearly half of the sixth-rank warriors by himself, while Qin Fengqing and Wang Jinyang killed over a hundred fourth- and fifth-rank warriors and saved countless fourth- and fifth-rank martial artists.
The people around them looked at them with respect, admiration and gratitude, and made way for them to go out first.
Lu Hao and the others were too embarrassed to say anything, so they could only walk past under everyone's gaze, making it seem like a fashion show.
Even Qin Fengqing, who is usually thick-skinned and carefree, was embarrassed.
After all, it wouldn't be a big deal if they were all ordinary people. They had seen such scenes before when they participated in competitions. But the students and mentors present were all of mid-level rank, and they were all much older than Lu Hao and his two companions. They looked at the three of them with gratitude and admiration.
Once inside the energy channel, all three visibly relaxed a little; the intense gazes from the crowd had been too much for them to bear.
"Hey, what's wrong? Are our three young heroes shy?"
Seeing this from behind, Lü Fengrou teased.
"Stop, teacher, please stop. We're not heroes yet."
Lu Hao quickly stopped Lü Fengrou from speaking. If Lu Hao wasn't there, she could say whatever she wanted behind his back, but saying it to his face made her feel very uncomfortable.
I don't know how Fang Ping handles this kind of thing, accepting the praise so calmly.
"You'll get used to it. Many grandmasters cause a sensation when they appear. Just get used to it now, and when you become a grandmaster, you won't need to adjust anymore. We're all used to it."
Tang Feng said calmly from behind.
"It's easy for big lions to talk when they're not the ones suffering. How old are we? How could we possibly be like you?"
Qin Fengqing muttered softly upon hearing Tang Feng's words.
However, everyone present was a mid-level martial artist, so who couldn't hear Qin Fengqing's beep?
"Huh? — What are you talking about?"
Tang Feng placed his hand on Qin Fengqing's head and said kindly,
But Qin Fengqing didn't see any kindness in his eyes; he felt that his great-grandmother had come to call him for dinner.
"Ahem, I agree with Teacher Tang. That's exactly how it is. Teacher Tang is truly brilliant!"
Qin Fengqing quickly praised him, otherwise he was afraid he would be beaten up in the next moment.
"You better watch yourself, not everyone is like me, taking high and doing low."
Tang Feng stroked Qin Fengqing's head, as if he were chewing on a walnut, and said slowly.
"Of course I know that, it's because we're good friends." "Oh? So you're doing this on purpose? I see your qi and blood control isn't quite there yet, I'll give you some special training later."
Tang Feng's eyes sharpened instantly as he spoke, emphasizing the last four words, "Ah—this—"
Qin Fengqing opened her mouth with a tearful expression, but didn't know what to say.
He decided to go back and go into seclusion, a complete and utter seclusion, so that the lion could not find him, and he would come out again after the lion's anger subsided.
The group quickly passed through the energy channel.
The alloy door opened, and the group walked outside.
I heard a familiar voice as soon as I stepped outside.
"No gifts this holiday season, but if you must give a gift, please accept platinum."
"This shampoo is all about softness, and that's how confident we are in making our hair soft."
Lu Hao was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and saw that there was a small table next to the scarred uncle, with a small TV on it, which was playing GG words on a loop.
Lu Hao immediately recognized Fang Ping, who was grinning foolishly while holding shampoo.
Lu Hao glanced at the scarred man who was pretending not to know anything, and a smile appeared on his face.
This old man is really something. He knew that the instructors from Magic Martial Arts University would be coming out today, and that Lü Fengrou would also be coming out, so he specially set up this TV at the entrance.
And Fang Ping is really shameless; he went to film a little guy just to make money, even though he's a peak third-grade martial artist.
The most lethal thing is direct mockery. Those watching the scene on TV were all laughing, even Qin Fengqing himself, who was completely laughing so hard he was clutching his stomach. Qin Fengqing really didn't expect that his once-imposing junior classmate had fallen so low as to make a living by taking pictures of young boys. And that fatal "GG" word made people laugh at first glance.
Seeing this, Lü Fengrou's expression shifted, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking. However, Fang Ping was definitely going to give her a beating.
When the scarred man saw them all come out, he said cheerfully, "Teacher Lü, the photos your student took are pretty good, quite interesting. What about Fang Ping taking you to fight monsters and stuff? We've been feeling so stifled in the underground for so long, it's good to be able to have some fun after coming up here."
Lu Fengrou glanced at the still-playing television and said quietly, "Did they know I was going to come out and put this on especially for me?"
"Ahem, you can't say that. I just saw everyone was getting too restless in the dungeon, so I set up this TV to help everyone relax. Otherwise, the oppressive dungeon would make people depressed. And it's been quite effective. When the military warriors came over this morning, they left all smiles. There's absolutely no need to worry about depression or anything like that."
You've done a good deed as a student! I'm even planning to compile a little collection and put it on the task panel later to make everyone happy.
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