Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

Eleven cities, outside the rental property.

A group of students surrounded Wang Hao and Qian Wanyang, their expressions filled with rage.

"Kid, apologize right now, or we'll all come at you together. Even if you have a mech, it won't help."

"Let me tell you, I'm a top student from a level three planet, and my cultivation has reached level seven Martial Master. Do you know what happens if you mess with me?!"

"A top student from a level three planet?! Dude, you're not kidding?!"

"Yeah! Don't all the top students from level three planets go to the main campus?! What are you doing here?!"

"Ahem, the rules of this competition have changed, so I didn't get many points."

"That's what you call a top student?!"

"Don't worry about these little details, let's deal with this kid!"

"That's right, if this kid doesn't kneel down and beg for mercy today, we'll definitely beat him into a level 10 cripple."

“…”

Cold sweat poured down Qian Wanyang's forehead. Had he really stirred up too much hatred?

"Boss, what should we do?!" Qian Wanyang moved closer to the giant mecha wolf.

Wang Hao curled his lip, "They're all a bunch of trash, what's there to be afraid of!"

Qian Wanyang quickly moved a few steps to the side. This was really the end for him. This wasn't just provoking someone; it was a challenge!

"What did you say, kid?!" The surrounding crowd was furious and drew their weapons, charging towards Wang Hao.

"Hmm... What's going on!?" Wang Hao was suddenly stunned. No matter how much mental energy he channeled into the giant mecha wolf, no bullets were fired from its shoulder guns.

"He's out of bullets!" The surrounding students were overjoyed and sped up again.

"Out of bullets!?" Wang Hao thought for a moment. It seemed that during the selection competition, he had fired nearly a thousand bullets. The mecha wolf's ammo capacity could indeed only hold a thousand bullets.

"What bad luck!" Wang Hao sighed and jumped off the giant mecha wolf. Although the giant mecha wolf had other attack methods, it would be difficult for him to activate them with his current mental strength, so it was better to take the lead himself.

Upon seeing Wang Hao dismount from his mecha, the surrounding students all revealed sinister smiles. What a foolish guy, actually planning to fight them in close combat.

When Wang Hao drew the giant sword from his back, his entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.

Looking at Wang Hao, whose demeanor was completely different, the surrounding students were overwhelmed with emotion. Why did he give off the feeling of a grandmaster?

"A bunch of useless trash, do you think having more people makes you useful?!" Wang Hao raised the greatsword in his hand and spoke calmly.

But within that calm voice lay an undisguised contempt, a naked contempt.

This contemptuous tone undoubtedly ignited the anger in the hearts of the students present. Their eyes instantly burned fiercely. If they had only wanted to teach Wang Hao a lesson before, now they wanted to protect their own dignity and teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

"This is a huge problem!" Qian Wanyang looked at the scene with a headache. They've already started fighting; this isn't just inviting trouble! Doesn't Wang Hao know that fighting is forbidden in Eleventh City?!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of figures suddenly shot out and pounced towards Wang Hao.

"call!"

A sharp gust of wind rushed towards him, and a series of flashing swords and shadows enveloped Wang Hao like a net from heaven and earth.

Wang Hao remained motionless, calmly watching the sudden attack. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and with incredible speed, he raised his greatsword with his right hand. A clanging sound rang out, and a dazzling sword light flashed.

A cloud-piercing slash!

"Pfft..."

In an instant, the sound of blood spurting rang out.

The student who rushed towards Wang Hao was suddenly sent flying backward. He didn't even have time to scream before he passed out, and a scarlet wound appeared on his body, from which blood gushed out.

The others around stared in disbelief at this scene. Such natural swordsmanship, achieved with only a level two Martial Master cultivation, breaking through the encirclement of over a dozen students—who was this person?! Should a freshman in university really possess such strength?!

"Saying you're all trash..."

"He's just trash." A cold smile crept across Wang Hao's lips.

Holy shit!

The surrounding students were ashen-faced. This was outrageous! Even if you've mastered a natural martial art, you can't humiliate people like this!

"What are you doing?! Don't you know that violence is not allowed in Eleven Cities?!" A loud shout rang out, and a group of people walked over.

"It's the law enforcement team!" Everyone was shocked and quickly put away their weapons.

"Boss, quickly put the greatsword away, it'll be troublesome if the law enforcement team takes it away," Qian Wanyang hurriedly shouted.

Wang Hao curled his lip, pointing his giant sword at the enforcement team, "Get the hell out of here! Can't you see I'm busy here?!"

What the hell!

Who exactly is this guy?!

Not only did they fire shots and use force in eleven cities, but they also told the law enforcement team to get lost. How arrogant can they be?!

All the students present subconsciously took two steps back, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.

Qian Wanyang clutched his forehead, feeling a terrible headache. Although Wang Hao was very talented and knew several innate martial arts techniques, they had only been in the eleventh city for a short time, and it was only their first day. Was it really okay for them to be so arrogant?

The captain of the enforcement team's face instantly turned cold. His name was Zhang Han, and his cultivation had reached the ninth level of Martial Master, just one step away from reaching the Martial Grandmaster level.

In the eleventh city, he was an absolutely powerful figure, yet today a freshman who had just entered the school dared to speak to him like that. This was truly outrageous.

"Men, arrest him!" Zhang Han said coldly, a cruel smile playing on his lips, as he ordered the enforcement team behind him to step forward.

"A bunch of idiots!" Wang Hao gave the enforcement team members a disdainful look.

"Damn it, kid, you're asking for it!" The enforcement team member was furious, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, which was the fluctuation of a level seven or eight martial artist.

The surrounding students quickly stepped back, their breathing becoming rapid, and their eyes filled with sympathy as they looked at Wang Hao.

Although Wang Hao had mastered a natural martial skill and certainly had the right to be arrogant, his cultivation level was still insufficient to evade the attacks of these law enforcement teams.

If one's martial arts spirit is broken because of this, then it would truly be a loss.

"Whoosh..."

Amidst the flashing blades and glints of swords, Wang Hao moved leisurely from side to side, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

"How could this be?!" Everyone present was shocked, rubbing their eyes desperately. That's right, this was a perfectly natural footwork technique, and the level of the footwork technique was also very profound, carrying an aura of mystery.

Who is this guy?!

At that moment, all the students wanted to know who Wang Hao really was!

To master a martial art technique in its entirety is terrifying enough, but to also possess a perfectly natural footwork technique—how could someone like this be in the Eleventh Division?! They should be directly admitted to the Main Division!?