Now, Wu Yong finally saw a chance to potentially tarnish Xu Hao's reputation and ruin him utterly. He naturally wanted to seize this rare opportunity.

Without question, he couldn't beat Xu Hao. But if he couldn't beat Xu Hao, could he at least beat these instructors Xu Hao had gathered from who knows where?

Thus, he chose a relatively simple approach.

However, now it seems Xu Hao likely has some leverage.

Wu Kui looked at the stage and realized this matter could only be left to Wu Yong to handle himself; he couldn't help him at all.

On the stage.

Wu Yong gazed at the ten people before him, identical as if they were cast from the same mold, feeling a bit anxious.

In them, he saw the shadows of the Wu Family's Eighteen Protectors!

Moreover, these ten individuals were even more alarming than the Wu Family's Eighteen Protectors! Always read from the source: *.

Wu Yong couldn't help but shiver, turning to Xu Hao, he said, "Xu Hao, where exactly did you find this group of people?"

"No comment."

Xu Hao smiled casually, "But if you call me grandpa, I'll tell you."

Many people knew Xu Hao had humiliated the Wu Family with titles before, and hearing him bring it up again, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Wu Yong snorted coldly and avoided further humiliation, turning his serious attention to the ten people before him.

He scrutinized them for a long time and finally chose a younger instructor.

Xu Hao smiled faintly and asked, "Master Wu, are you sure about him?"

"Absolutely!"

Wu Yong exclaimed loudly, "Let me, on behalf of those parents, test whether these instructors truly are mastery level experts or just duds!"

As he spoke, he also watched the instructors closely.

To his extreme disappointment, the instructors seemed completely unfazed by his blatant insult, as if his words had nothing to do with them.

Wu Yong was utterly shocked; their mental cultivation was extraordinarily good, even more stable than his father Wu Kui's, who was a grandmaster level expert.

This was somewhat terrifying.

Wu Yong had no idea what methods Xu Hao used to train these people, but it was clear that their loyalty to Xu Hao was absolute.

The instructor chosen by Wu Yong stepped forward immediately and clasped his fists, saying, "Master Wu, please advise."

Wu Yong said, "Fists and feet are without eyes; if there's injury, please don't blame me."

"Of course." The young instructor responded neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Wu Yong nodded slightly and then struck directly!

He used the Wu Family's ancestral cultivation techniques and skills, which were truly powerful.

Yet, the young instructor seemed to have anticipated Wu Yong's moves, effortlessly countering them and immediately launching an attack on Wu Yong.

Wu Yong was in shock; the young instructor's reaction speed was unbelievably fast!

So fast that it was unimaginable!

In the eyes of the audience, only ten seconds had passed before the young instructor's two fingers were pressing against Wu Yong's throat!

A slight force would pierce Wu Yong's throat!

Wu Yong had lost!

And he was defeated so thoroughly, so quickly!

This left Wu Kui stunned—it was unforeseen that his son, a middle stage mastery expert, would lose to an early stage mastery expert, making the Wu Family lose face completely.

The Wu Family was originally the number one family in Huadu, wielding vast power, with martial arts inheritance far beyond common understanding, making everyone envious.

But now, the Wu Family Head, Wu Yong, couldn't withstand ten seconds against an instructor from Xu Hao Martial Arts School!

The gap was so huge that it was unimaginable!

Many ordinary people were thrilled—they might learn how to defeat a middle stage mastery expert while still at the early stage; how could this not excite them?

Wu Yong's face was full of bitterness; he realized he might not be a match for these people. After all, he had neglected his cultivation for many years, only forcing himself to train recently due to Xu Hao's provocation.

Xu Hao smiled faintly, "Master Wu, don't be disheartened. If you train diligently after returning, perhaps you can defeat the tenth instructor. By the way, these instructors have no names; their code names in the martial arts school are numbered from one to ten. This tenth instructor is the weakest among them."

"Hahaha! Master Wu can't even beat the weakest one yet bragged about testing all their strength, what a joke!"

"Some people just can't see their own limits, trying to show off but getting slapped by reality."

Many couldn't help but mock Wu Yong. Normally, they wouldn't dare mock the Wu Family Head.

But here, it was Xu Hao's territory!

The Wu Family wouldn't dare act outrageously, otherwise, it would be disrespecting Xu Hao—a situation they didn't want to see.

However, few noticed Xu Hao's latter half-what

But Chen Hai and others, hearing it, immediately fell into meditation.