Chapter 250: Chapter 250

Guan Martial Arts Hall.

Located in the north of the city, surrounded by bustling traffic, it boasted a prime geographical location.

With Guan Martial Arts Hall as the center.

Within a two-kilometer radius around it, the area was entirely filled with green belts.

Verdant and lush, it was like a small kingdom, with Guan Martial Arts Hall at its heart.

"Guan Martial Arts Hall? After today, this name will no longer exist in this world," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

Standing under the signboard of Guan Martial Arts Hall, he coldly gazed at the four vigorous and powerful characters hanging in the air.

"Where did this wild brat come from, get lost!"

The four disciples guarding the outside, with the leader coldly shouting.

Zhang Xiaohao looked at the four of them indifferently.

With a leap, his palm seized, and boldly removed the signboard of Guan Martial Arts Hall.

"Ah! You little brat, what are you doing? Let go of the signboard!" the leading disciple shouted coldly.

He rushed forward with the other three, quickly surrounding Zhang Xiaohao.

"After today, Guan Martial Arts Hall will be struck off from this world!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.

Having said this, he held the "Guan Martial Arts Hall" signboard in both hands and violently crushed it.

He directly turned the signboard in his hands to ash and smoke.

"This is your signboard, such poor quality!" Zhang Xiaohao said lightly.

"Ah! You little shit, you’re asking for death," the leading disciple roared in anger.

Before they could charge at him, Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flickered, and he was already in front of them.

His fists and feet boomed out, brutally smashing into their faces.

A shrill scream erupted from their mouths.

"Shut up!" Zhang Xiaohao barked.

His right foot kicked out, sweeping across their faces, knocking them to the ground.

"With such weak skills, you still dare to act tough, not even pausing to piss and see your reflection in the mirror, to check if you’re fit to do so," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"Ah! Who are you? I warn you, this is the Guan Martial Arts Hall. You’ve offended us, and you won’t have a good end," the lead disciple said in anger and astonishment.

No sooner had his words fallen than Zhang Xiaohao’s foot flew up, kicking under his chin and sending him flying.

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He hit the ground in a miserable heap, his front teeth flying out, blood gushing forth.

"Do you also want to know who I am?" asked Zhang Xiaohao.

"Ah! No, we don’t!" the other three Guan Martial Arts Hall disciples spluttered in panic.

"I hate liars the most," Zhang Xiaohao stated seriously.

His right foot lashed out, three consecutive kicks, brutally striking their chins and sending the three flying as well.

"Tell the Old Dog inside that Zhang Xiaohao is here," Zhang Xiaohao commanded authoritatively.

"Ah! You... you’re Zhang Xiaohao? The one who crippled the hall master and his son?" a disciple asked fearfully.

"Correct! I am Zhang Xiaohao. What are you waiting for? Scram! Tell that Old Dog that I, Zhang Xiaohao, am here," Zhang Xiaohao ordered coldly.

Spurred by Zhang Xiaohao’s shout, the four Guan Martial Arts Hall disciples didn’t dare delay, scrambling up from the ground with their butts wet with urine, bearing the burning pain in their bodies, they ran inside.

Zhang Xiaohao gave them a bland look and stepped toward the interior.

"Quite a Guan Martial Arts Hall! They really know how to enjoy themselves," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

His gaze shifted from the verdant green belts around him and paused at the entrance of Guan Martial Arts Hall.

"Hmm? There’s actually an Array aura here? Looks like it’s an Array mainly for slaughter. It seems this Old Dog has really sunk a lot of money in these past three days!" Looking at the faint gray auras surrounding the area, Zhang Xiaohao remarked.

Although well hidden, he still couldn’t escape his eyes.

The tightly closed doors of the Guan Martial Arts Hall opened at this moment.

A group of disciples from the Guan Martial Arts Hall, dressed in white training attire, formed two lines, emanating a magnificent aura as they quickly poured out and stood on either side.

A middle-aged man dressed in a robe, smiling, walked out.

"I am Wu Baiwan, the head instructor of the Guan Martial Arts Hall," the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Tell that ’Old Dog’ inside to roll out and see me!" Zhang Xiaohao said arrogantly.

He ignored him directly; a mere nobody wasn’t worthy of speaking to him.

"Hmm?" Wu Baiwan’s eyebrows twisted slightly but then relaxed again.

"Our Guan Martial Arts Hall doesn’t have an ’Old Dog,’ nor is it a dog kennel," Wu Baiwan said.

"Is that so?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, amused.

With a light step, he was already beside him.

His speed was so fast that no one present could react.

He lashed out with a big slap, delivering two resounding slaps.

Teeth mingled with blood, sprayed directly from Wu Baiwan’s mouth.

Zhang Xiaohao kicked him in the chest, sending him tumbling to the ground.

"What the fuck are you, thinking you’re worth talking to me? Call out that ’Old Dog’ from the Guan Family Martial Arts Hall to see me," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"You little beast, you’re way out of line! Even our old hall master isn’t someone you can just call out! You’re seeking death!" Wu Baiwan roared in anger.

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Xiaohao stomped his right foot on Wu Baiwan’s head, crushing his skull immediately.

Brain matter and blood splattered everywhere.

"Ah! The little beast killed the head instructor!"

"Kill him, avenge the head instructor!"

The surrounding disciples of the Guan Martial Arts Hall, seeing this scene, roared in fury, their eyes reddened.

Swords and knives struck out, bringing a whistling wind, chopping viciously towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"A bunch of ants daring to compete with the bright moon, die!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

With a tap of his foot, he spun swiftly in front of them.

When he stopped again, not a single one around him was still alive.

The heads of these disciples from the Guan Martial Arts Hall were directly crushed by his fists, turning them into headless corpses, dead beyond doubt.

He looked inside indifferently.

Zhang Xiaohao wasn’t in a hurry to enter, thinking to himself with a cold sneer.

"Old Dog, you like deploying formations? I’ll play along!"

He bit his index finger, squeezing out nine drops of blood.

Under normal circumstances, when Zhang Xiaohao practiced the Three Pure Daoist Skill, he would only squeeze out a single drop of blood.

This time, however, he squeezed out nine drops, showing his determination for a fatal resolution.

As the Three Pure Daoist Skill was deployed, his hands changed signs, each sign coordinating with the nine drops of blood suspended in the air, directed according to the positions of the Nine Palaces; with a flick of his index finger, the nine drops of blood were injected into the surroundings of the Guan Martial Arts Hall.

Following that, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a Yin Pearl as the center of the Array.

"Three Pure Wuxuan, activate the Nine Extremes Trapped Sky Array!"

As Zhang Xiaohao’s words ended, the nine drops of blood placed around, with the finalization of his last hand sign,

A massive Array was instantly formed, completely encircling and trapping the Guan Martial Arts Hall.

The Nine Extremes Trapped Sky Array had no other function.

Its sole purpose was to trap enemies, and with Zhang Xiaohao’s current cultivation, deploying his full strength and using the Yin Pearl as the Array’s focal point, even a master of the Void Transformation Realm wouldn’t break the Array without spending at least four hours!