Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 162: Ultimate Martial Master

Hao Hai said with unparalleled arrogance, "Bring me whatever impressive forces you have from Green Wolf Camp. To actually come here and cause trouble, you’ve come to the wrong place!"

Many Fifth Generation Disciples frowned, seemingly not expecting this Sixth Generation Disciple to be so brash. But it made sense; now was the time to see who could be more outrageous, as they had just been beaten to the point where they couldn’t raise their heads.

"If that’s the case, then let me have some fun with you."

A detached voice sounded, and soon after, a burly teenager stepped forward. He looked at Hao Hai and said indifferently, "Wei Xiang, Eighth Grade Vajra Stick Star, pleased to meet you."

With that, a golden stick appeared in his hand.

"Eighth Grade Star?"

Hao Hai’s gaze narrowed slightly; "Humph, what does that matter? Remember, the one who defeats you is named Hao Hai, also an Eighth Grade Star! But mine is the Wildman Star!!"

"Human Spirit Star?"

Wei Xiang’s brow furrowed slightly. The Human Spirit Star was indeed considered a very strong type of star.

"It’s actually a Human Spirit series star, this Sixth Generation Disciple is not simple."

"This time the Sixth Generation Disciples are not weak at all. There are two Ninth Grade Stars, and even Seventh Prince His Highness follows the Flood Dragon Star, which is actually the Dragon Star, and this fellow is a Human Spirit."

"It seems that we should be able to take this win."

Many Fifth Generation Disciples showed a look of surprise.

Hearing the astonishment all around, Hao Hai showed an arrogant expression. Although both were of the Eighth Grade, his Wildman Star was much stronger than the opponent’s.

At most, the Vajra Stick could be used as a weapon, while his Wildman provided him with explosive power, strength, speed, reaction, jumping ability, and so on. It could be said to be very comprehensive, which is the strength of the Human Spirit Star.

Swish!

However, facing Hao Hai, the disciple from Green Wolf Camp named Wei Xiang still took the initiative to attack, sweeping his Vajra Stick directly across.

Hao Hai sneered disdainfully, bellowed, and actually opted to meet force with force directly.

Bang!

But when he tried to grab the opponent’s stick, his expression suddenly changed, and he staggered several steps.

"You..."

Not giving him any chance to catch his breath, Wei Xiang pushed off the ground with his Vajra Stick, performing a pole vault, and kicked straight towards Hao Hai’s chest.

"Damn!"

In a rush, Hao Hai instinctively threw a punch.

However, in this clash, he was again pushed back three or four steps. After stabilizing his form, a golden stick had already stopped at the side of his temple. If this had been a real battle, by now, Hao Hai would have already been ’blossoming’ from the head.

Hao Hai’s face was deathly pale; he had lost so quickly. He was a Human Spirit Star; how could he be defeated by the opponent so quickly.

"You are not an Ultimate Martial Master!"

Hao Hai said in a low voice. He was a Martial Master Ninth Layer, and his strength had already reached one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, all because of his powerful star. But the opponent’s strength was even higher than his.

"You can call me, Grandmaster!"

Wei Xiang put away his Vajra Stick and said indifferently.

Grandmaster!

Hao Hai’s pupils shrank, revealing an extremely astonished expression.

"Lin Feng, what is a Grandmaster? I’ve heard of Ultimate Martial Masters, but what is a Grandmaster? It feels even stronger than an Ultimate Martial Master."

Wang Shan voiced his confusion from the side.

Lin Feng was also somewhat surprised; he hadn’t expected the other party to actually be a Grandmaster. A martial master is just the starting point, hence at this stage, there are many categories, such as Ultimate Martial Master, which involves refining one’s strength to the pinnacle of a martial master—1999 jin. That is straightforward; Lin Feng was once the same.

Of course, the current Lin Feng has surpassed an Ultimate Martial Master. If one were to insist on a title for him, it could be called Beyond Martial Master. Of course, such a title is rare, and in Hu Ben Country, those like Lin Feng are certainly few; at most, Yu Wen Tuo could be considered one.

Another kind is called Grandmaster. Grandmasters, unlike Ultimate Martial Masters—who pursue extreme strength—seek progress in their Gang Qi. By continuously refining their Gang Qi to reach an extremely pure state, every move they make, even if their strength is less than the opponent’s, their actual combat power is only higher, not lower.

Often, when an Ultimate Martial Master faces a Grandmaster, they are only fit to be beaten. Naturally, becoming a Grandmaster is extremely demanding and requires a lot of time. Ordinary people would not forsake the essentials for the less important; Lin Feng is one such person. In his view, it’s not a question of whether he could do it, but whether he wants to—and Lin Feng simply does not want to waste his time becoming a Grandmaster.

A martial master is just a starting point after all. Why spend idle time slowly polishing and refining Gang Qi to stand out from the crowd? It’s better to break through directly to Great Martial Master. With greater strength, one can overcome any skill. No matter what kind of Grandmaster you are, one punch can knock you down.

"Now this is bad. I didn’t expect Green Wolf Camp to actually have a Grandmaster. I’m afraid he could sweep all those below Great Martial Master, right?"

"Exactly. Hao Hai’s strength is already very impressive, an Ultimate Martial Master, probably one in a thousand. But compared to a Grandmaster, one in ten thousand, he is still a notch down. This duel, our Divine Wind Camp is set to lose."

"Green Wolf Camp definitely came prepared, challenging us to a fight with those below Great Martial Master. Right now, we have no one who can compete with them; they have taken the lead."

Many Fifth Generation Disciples frowned.

"What’s the matter, Divine Wind Camp geniuses, is there anyone who can exchange a few moves with our junior brother Wei Xiang? That Star just now was not bad, but the strength was far from enough."

A disciple from Green Wolf Camp said teasingly.

Upon hearing this, Hao Hai’s face turned ashen, but he had nothing to say. A defeat was a defeat.

Wei Xiang shook his head: "I am very disappointed. I originally thought, given Divine Wind Camp is under Iron Spear Divine Marquis, there should be several monsters among you. Now it seems, I am very disappointed."

"You damn braggart, if you’re so capable, let your Great Martial Masters come out and fight us?"

"That’s right, even if our martial master’s strength is not as good as yours, so what?"

Many Fifth Generation Disciples responded angrily.

Wei Xiang was undaunted, and next, he said something that enraged all the Divine Wind Camp disciples and even the instructors.

"If that’s the case, then send out your Great Martial Masters. Maybe, you still won’t be able to defeat me, a Martial Master Ninth Layer. After all, you are all just hollow reputations, not worth mentioning!"

What?

To let their Great Martial Masters fight a Martial Master Ninth Layer? This was a blatant contempt for them!

Wei Xiang looked blandly at the group, their flames of anger burning.

"What’s the matter, does no one dare to come forward?"

Everyone was so angry that their bodies trembled. They wished they could rush up right now and teach this guy a lesson, but they couldn’t, because even if they won, it would be no glorious feat.

"That’s fine, to deal with you, I think I am more than enough."

Just then, a detached voice suddenly sounded.

The scene fell silent, and everyone turned around to see a young man stepping forward.

After a few steps, he had already cut across to face Wei Xiang.

Wei Xiang was also stunned for a moment and then showed a strange expression: "Are you joking? Merely a Martial Master Eighth Layer? How, just now that Martial Master Ninth Layer, a Human Spirit Star, wasn’t even my match, do you really have the confidence to fight me?"