Xu Hao thought for a moment and dialed Chen Zhen's number, wanting to ask for an explanation.

But just at that moment, an unexpected change occurred!

The four "receptionists" quickly shook their hands, and following that, four spinning Blood Droplets rapidly attacked Xu Hao, aggressively targeting the weak points in his upper, middle, and lower body.

It was an enemy!

Xu Hao instantly realized what was happening and swiftly maneuvered his body, trying to close the distance for hand-to-hand combat.

He was unarmed, while the opponent wielded weapons, putting him at a disadvantage.

To Xu Hao's surprise, after he dodged the Blood Droplets' attack, they spun around in the air and attacked him again.

Xu Hao hurriedly dodged, but the Blood Droplets relentlessly pursued him still.

"The Death Tracking Soul Searching Blood Dripping Dagger!"

Xu Hao cried out in shock.

Ordinary Blood Droplets, similar to boomerangs, can spin back once and return to the owner's hand.

However, a once-in-a-lifetime genius of the Tang Sect, three hundred years ago, developed a new type of Blood Droplet—the Death Tracking Soul Searching Blood Dripping Dagger!

This kind of Blood Droplet would not stop until it drew blood, and it would not fall to the ground. Like a rattlesnake, it could autonomously track and locate its target, making it nearly impossible for the enemy to guard against and causing extreme distress.

"Tang Sect's hidden weapons again!" Xu Hao cursed silently, aware that there was a faction called the Tang Sect in Huadu.

He bore no grudge against them in the past or recently, so why had he encountered their hidden weapons again?

The assassination attempt the night before was certainly aimed at Chen Suyi, and the assailants were people from the Island Country.

But the four assassins now were definitely targeting Xu Hao!

Four masters at the peak of control, even if they were in a venerable faction like the Tang Sect, were formidable opponents. The fact that they were willing to spend such a large price to kill him meant someone must have offered a lot of money for his life.

"Don't let me find out who you are, otherwise, even if you were the son of the Heavenly King, I'd still kill you!"

Xu Hao resolved firmly, but his movements were orderly and not at all chaotic, as he methodically advanced towards the current location of the four Tang Sect assassins.

The ordinary people, however, had long since fled in terror.

...

At the same time.

In a high-end club, Wang Zihao, the prominent son of the Wang Family, was fawning over a young man while watching a large LCD screen.

And this young man was none other than the son of the Tang Clan's Great Elder, Tang Jing!

Tang Jing reclined casually on a soft sofa, with two young girls, both pretty and graceful, gently massaging his feet.

He watched the scene of Xu Hao fighting while arrogantly saying, "For a small place like Jing'an to produce someone like that is quite rare, but it's a pity, he provoked my brother Wang Zihao, so he must die."

Wang Zihao had a flood of emotions. At first, when they were in school, he didn't know Tang Jing's identity and thought he was just an ordinary person who knew a bit of Kung Fu, but later found out he was the son of the Tang Clan's Great Elder!

He quickly agreed, "Of course, Xu Hao is only flaunting his power in a place like Jing'an. When it comes to Huadu, in front of Young Master Tang, he will immediately have to submit."

Wang Zihao secretly thought that the billion he spent was not wasted. Although his father had told him to bring ten billion, in fact, one billion was enough to hire four masters at the peak of control to take action.

Tang Jing wasn't the son of the Sect Leader of Tang Sect, so he couldn't be called the Young Clan Leader, but he felt he wasn't much weaker than the Young Clan Leader and therefore referred to himself as Young Master.

Tang Jing laughed heartily, "Tang Feng said I'm no match for Xu Hao, but I'm going to show him that I don't even need to lift a finger. Just by sending a few subordinates, I can have him killed!

Regardless of Xu Hao carefully moving towards my subordinates, in reality, he's already at the end of his rope. He was just injured yesterday and is merely putting on a tough front now. That idiot from the Island Country has actually done me a favor."

Time passed continuously.

Three minutes had gone by, and Xu Hao was now less than ten feet away from the assassins.

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By then, Tang Jing finally noticed something unusual. Aside from several cuts that Xu Hao sustained, he showed no signs of weakening and was still advancing steadily and with purpose.

His expression finally changed when he realized Xu Hao's Qi Force was much deeper than he had imagined!

Tang Jing said coldly, "It seems that this guy's strength warrants me taking action personally."

Wang Zihao expressed his confusion, "Young Master Tang, Xu Hao is already covered in wounds, won't he be killed soon?"

Tang Jing shook his head, "You're not a martial cultivator, so it's normal you don't understand. He's deliberately taking external injuries to conserve his Qi Force. My subordinates might be quite skilled, but they only excel in hidden weapons; their hand-to-hand combat ability isn't strong, and they'll quickly fall if he gets close."

As they talked, Xu Hao was closing in even more.

Seeing their dire situation, the four began throwing Pear Flower Rainstorm Needles in all directions!

In the sunlight, countless steel needles glittered spectacularly, beautiful as a blossoming white pear tree.

But behind that beauty lay a terrifying threat; any of the needles entering the body would spread rapid poison, killing the person within a minute!

However, Xu Hao snorted disdainfully, "Hmph! The same trick won't work on me!"