"I'll fight them all at the same time."

Yun Hao tilted his neck, causing a slight crack to whisper in the air as he started stretching his body. The disciples on the stage could only look at each other in disbelief if they truly heard what they just heard. But seeing they all have the same aggrieved face, it would seem that Yun Hao definitely said what he said.

"Yun Hao… are you serious about this?" Huang Yi, who was previously checking on Song Jian's condition, could not believe that Yun Hao wanted to fight again. He just got back from being literally hammered until his body twisted in all sorts of weird ways, and now he wanted to fight with 5 people?

She couldn't pretend that Yun Hao wasn't insanely strong, because he was, especially for his rank. He was able to defeat someone of a higher rank than him with a single punch, but that was also partly because his opponent underestimated him.

Yun Hao was a true prodigy, maybe even a genius. But the 5 cultivators in front of him were trained to be fighters from birth. And unlike how the movies depicted it, one man fighting a group on his own was not that simple. It was made clear that even though Yun Hao's punches were abnormally strong, his body was still just that of a Mortal Rank. One mistake will be followed by an onslaught of strikes.

"Don't waste the Pill Song Jian gave you, you fool," Huang Yi said before looking towards Song Jian, "Tell him to back off, this isn't worth it anymore, you're fine now."

Song Jian, however, seemed to no longer be listening to anyone as she just stared at Yun Hao, her eyes glistening endlessly. Yun Hao always shone when he was in the ring, this was the reason why Song Jian became infatuated with him from the start, and she just became completely lost in it when realized that he was now fighting for her.

"This… will be messy," Huang Yi could only let out a sigh as she looked across the room. Besides her, everyone else in the hall seemed to be eager to see the upcoming battle. Well, everyone except Song Chao.

"You continue to mock my family, boy."

The enraged tone in the Family Head's voice could no longer be heard. Instead, it was replaced by a certain authority that caused the air to slightly tremble. "I have given you the chance to redeem yourself and show your worth, and yet you take it by spitting on my face."

Yun Hao did not really respond, as he just glanced at Song Chao before continuing to stretch his limbs, hopping on the ground to check the condition of his body.

"No pill can save you after this," Song Chao then leaped away from the stage, once again sitting on the small throne at the end of the hall, "We will do as the fool wishes, all of you will be fighting him at the same time. You may begin at any time."

Hearing this, the five disciples on the stage could not help but be slightly bewildered by the Family Head's words. They might just be Mortal Rank and have not been a cultivator for that long, but Yun Hao was even younger than them. Wasn't this a bit unfair? -- was the thought of four of them. One of them, on the other hand, was already rushing towards Yun Hao.

"You really have it out for me, don't you?" Yun Hao let out a slight scoff as he saw the slithery attendant from earlier running towards him. He chose not to move as he watched if the other 4 would also do the same, but they remained standing in their original positions, still slightly confused.

A mistake-- Yun Hao thought as he also finally started to move. However, he moved not to dodge the oncoming attack, but to sprint towards one of the four other cultivators. He rushed towards the one that was still busy looking at the Family Head, choosing his completely unguarded liver as a target.

"Look out!"

"!!!"

Unfortunately, before Yun Hao's fist could make contact with the man's body, his fellow disciple pushed the man away. Yun Hao then had to raise both his arms to cover his face as a foot quickly came flying towards him.

He leaped back, using the momentum he received from the kick to fly towards his first target. And Yun Hao seemed to have made the right decision, as there was still an indecisive look on the man's face… even as Yun Hao's fist made contact with it.

The man's body rolled a few meters away, falling over the stage without even offering the slightest resistance.

"One dow--"

Before Yun Hao could even taunt the remaining four, two of them were already on each of his sides, their feet threatening to strike him; one to the ankles, the other to the face.

Yun Hao immediately lightly kicked himself up to the air, spinning his body to swiftly avoid the two strikes that were coming from both sides. However, he was not able to dodge the 3rd attack that suddenly introduced itself to his back, coming from another disciple.

The only thing that Yun Hao could do was grit the pain as he was also thrown several meters away. He was able to stop himself from being thrown outside the ring, but before he could even have a chance to recover, the disciple doubling as an attendant was already in front of him.

A loud thud reverberated in the air as the attendant's fist made contact with Yun Hao's face. But instead of Yun Hao being thrown out, the one that retreated was the attendant, clasping and shaking his hand as he threw out some unflattering words.

The other disciples were about to follow through with another barrage of attacks, but they all stopped when they heard a slight ominous chuckle whispering into their ears.

"Heh…" Yun Hao's body was slightly tilted upwards, his head facing the ceiling as his chuckle turned into laughter. He then slowly straightened his body as he held his bleeding forehead.

"Y… Yun Hao," Huang Yi could not help but stutter as he saw Yun Hao's face. Besides his bleeding forehead, his nose also looked like a red waterfall as blood seemed to endlessly trail from it, "We should stop this, Song Jian."

"No." This time, Song Jian quickly replied to Huang Yi's words.

"What do you mean no!?"

"He… he's enjoying this," Song Jian then said as the smile on her face grew even wider. She then touched her cheeks, which looked like they were about to burst from how red they were, "This is it… this is the Yun Hao I remember."

"...Am I the only sane person here?" Huang Yi thought as Yun Hao's peals of laughter continued to echo into her ears.

The four remaining disciples once again looked at each other, before nodding their heads at the same time. Although Yun Hao looked menacing, laughing as he bled and emphasizing the huge scar on his face, it did not change the fact that he is, indeed, still bleeding.

And so, the four once again continued their coordinated attacks. Two of them once again rushed towards Yun Hao, targeting his leg as well as his head.

"This again!?" Yun Hao let out a smile. This time, instead of leaping in the air, he bent his body to the side, using the momentum of his fist to twist his body downwards to dodge the strike towards his head.

And before the kick that threatened to break his leg could connect, the fist he already released went straight towards the disciple's ankle, causing a disgusting cracking noise to whisper through the air.

Yun Hao did not stop there, however. To everyone's surprise, Yun Hao suddenly lifted the man whose leg he just broke, smashing him towards another disciple that was rushing towards him. Afterward, he slightly rotated his body, turning towards the disciple that targeted his head and hitting him on the liver all at the same time.

"!!!"

Although the strike did not seem substantially strong, the disciple quickly fell to the ground, letting out a stuttered groan as his saliva proceeded to bubble from his mouth.

And then suddenly, there was 1.

"Time for round 2."