Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

The next morning.

Wang Hao sat cross-legged on the messy bed, his body shook, a terrifying airflow spurted out of his body, and the room was filled with an invisible wind.

The martial apprentice is at the eighth level, and his strength has become much stronger. Wang Hao opened his eyes and clenched his fists, doubling the strength of the martial apprentice at the seventh level.

Bang bang bang... There was a knock on the door.

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment. It was a miracle that there were still people in his family!

When Wang Hao opened the door, he saw Ke Yong standing at the door nodding and bowing, Hello Wang Shao, we meet again.

Wang Hao squinted at Ke Yong, he was so arrogant last time, what is his expression like now? There is definitely something wrong with this TM!

Young Master Wang, last time I couldn't let you take the three-level automatic pistol because of the crowd. You see, I brought it to you as soon as the matter was over. I also provided five magazines for a total of 50 rounds. Bullets. Ke Yong handed the gift box in his hand to Wang Hao with a pained expression on his face. The fifty rounds of bullets cost him more than five million yuan.

Wang Hao opened the box and found a silver automatic pistol with the word Silver Wolf written on it. All five magazines were filled with bullets and placed neatly in the box.

The third-level damage weapon, the silver wolf automatic gun. Wang Hao stroked the silver wolf automatic gun. It is not only fast enough, but also very powerful in bursts. Even if it is against a Wuzong strong like Principal Zhongli, there is no problem at all. No.

Of course, the premise is that you can hold the pistol tightly, and don't be knocked out by the recoil of the gun itself.

Young Master Wang, see if you can say something nice in front of Mr. Gao. Ke Yong was relieved when he saw Wang Hao accept it.

Wang Hao squinted and smiled. It turned out that the director was also invited yesterday, Well, for your sincerity, next time I see Uncle Gao, I will help you.

Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for accepting the bribe and getting 3000 villain points.

Wang Hao rolled his eyes, this kind of thing can also get the villain point, it's so... cool.

Thank you, Shao Wang, for your support. If you have anything to do in the future, you can tell me. Ke Yong thanked him again and again, I won't delay Shao Wang from going to the competition, so I'll leave first.

Contest!

Wang Hao was shocked, and rushed into the room to wash up, then went out and got on the Jiaolong, soaring to the sky, hoping that the competition for the Hundred Schools had not started yet.

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Eleven high school.

Principal Zhong Li's face turned black. Wang Hao, a little bastard, dared to be late on the day of the competition for hegemony among hundreds of schools. It was really hateful.

The students in the surrounding eleven high schools were obviously impatient.

What on earth is this bitch Wang Hao doing!?

Who knows, it must have done nothing good.

If we don't leave soon, we will be late for the eleventh high school meeting.

This guy Wang Hao is really not a thing, even if he is late, he has to implicate my goddess Weiwei, goddess Le Xuan.

Returning the goddess, she has become a woman now!

What nonsense, Wang Hao is the bait that the principal cast out, and my goddess is still pure.

Young man, do you believe this kind of thing? What kind of thing is Wang Hao, you don't have a clue!?

Classmates, don't deceive yourself, the three goddesses of Eleven High School are no longer pure.

I don't believe that my goddess is still pure.

Forget it, this guy has gone crazy, I hope he will live in his dream forever.

...

Buzz...

Suddenly, a huge engine roar sounded, and the students looked up and saw the Jiaolong landing vertically.

This is the Jiaolong!? The students exclaimed for a while. The Jiaolong is a private spaceship, which is definitely something that rich people can afford.

When Wang Hao came out of the Jiaolong, all the students rubbed their eyes, how could this poorer Wang Hao afford to drive a private spaceship! ?

Bastard,

Come here quickly, you're going to be late. Principal Zhong Li blew his beard and stared, lifted Wang Hao and threw it into a small plane.

Hey, old man, I'm leaving, what should I do with my Jiaolong!? Wang Hao shouted.

Principal Zhong Li glared at Wang Hao, If this old man dares to touch it here, remember to show him well.

Hearing this, Wang Hao could only honestly get into the small plane and sat beside Le Xuan.

Xia Weiwei glared at Wang Hao and snorted coldly, apparently still remembering Wang Hao kissing her yesterday.

After a while, the transport plane started and disappeared into the sky.

The students of Eleven High School cheered. From this moment on, they have graduated. Now they just need to go home and wait to see the battle of the Hundred Schools begin.

In order to compete for hegemony among hundreds of schools, ten satellites will be aligned with the arena around the clock and broadcast live in all directions.

 …

on a small plane.

Le Xuan ignored Wang Hao's teasing, and took out a black suitcase. After opening it, there was a second-level revolver with several hundred rounds of ammunition, a second-level military blade, various weapons and mines, and several grenades.

Xia Weiwei also ignored Wang Hao's thoughts, and also took out a long black box, carrying a giant sword taller than her behind her back, with a hilt hanging from her waist. This is a laser sword among technological weapons, and arms Landmines and grenades.

Wang Hao's mouth twitched, what are these women doing with so much arms? Are you going to blow up the arena! ?

Wang Hao, what is your weapon!? Le Xuan asked.

Cough cough!

Wang Hao coughed to hide his embarrassment. Compared with the two women, the gap between his equipment and these two women was completely different.

A first-level invisibility cloak is basically useless in front of a martial artist.

A first-class dagger, the damage to the martial artist is also very limited.

The second-level inferior electromagnetic ring can at most paralyze the martial artist, and it is basically useless to deal damage.

The only thing he could take out was the third-level silver wolf automatic gun, but his current cultivation base was simply insufficient, and even if he could shoot, the recoil was not something he could endure as an eighth-level martial apprentice.

This is what you prepared!? Xia Weiwei looked at what Wang Hao took out and couldn't help rubbing her forehead.

If it is a ring match, these equipments are indeed enough, but now they are going to participate in the big melee, and it is still a melee with no rules, such as mines and grenades, which are one-time, big killers that do not require use will definitely appear.

Even the mecha has been opened. With Wang Hao's current equipment, it is no different from courting death.

Actually, the weapon Wang Hao prepared is really good. Le Xuan picked up the silver wolf automatic gun and wiped it gently, as if she had seen her lover.

But after one blow, the recoil will definitely break the arm, which is a suicide attack. Xia Weiwei shook her head.

Le Xuan put down the silver wolf gun, took out a few mines and grenades and handed them to Wang Hao, You can put these on your body for self-defense. When the game starts, Weiwei and I will be the main offense, and you can find the right time to shoot on the side.

Wang Hao was stunned, looked at Le Xuan and Xia Weiwei carefully, and found that the two women had already reached the first level of martial arts. No wonder they looked down on him so much and asked him to play support...