"I want to challenge that three-level cripple."
The person finished speaking and pointed at Lin Hao.
Lin Hao simply glanced back at the burly man he had just flung away, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
He just felt a bit bored.
Was it really just because he got first place in their small team battle during the Hundred Person Competition?
Why did all the eliminated people from that team have to challenge him?
But if you can't even defeat the person who beat you, how can you think you can defeat him, who single-handedly crushed the person who beat you? Do you think he has trash spiritual power and are you bullying him because of it?
Is this how people are bullied in big cities?
And now they were starting a war of attrition.
What about the upcoming class ranking match?
He turned to the organizers who were still mulling it over and asked with some annoyance, "Can they keep challenging me like this endlessly?"
The organizer glanced at the long queue of people ready to challenge Lin Hao, breaking out in a cold sweat and said, "The competition rules do not explicitly prohibit this situation."
At that moment, he realized this person's strength was definitely not what it was before. If he angered this person and made him leave directly, what would happen to his recruitment plan?
He should call his superiors and ask for their opinion.
On one hand, there was a student who was easy to control with high combat ability, and on the other hand, there were high-ranking nobles. Either party being harmed would be a loss to the Empire.
The responsible person, having made up his mind, went aside to call his superiors for instructions.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao looked down at the fifty to sixty people who were unwilling to accept defeat, while there was no one standing before the top contenders behind him.
They thought he was easy to bully, right?
Lin Hao turned to them and said in a cold tone, "Find the strongest among you. I don't want to challenge so many people."
"Huh? You can challenge whoever you want. The rules state that you must comply."
"I just don't accept you, I want to challenge you personally."
"Me too."
"I just look down on your rustic appearance, and I want to challenge you."
"Fine, then all of you come at me." Lin Hao's head ached from the constant bickering of these children.
Since none of them were convinced, they could all come at him at once.
"So arrogant? I want to see how you earned your first place."
"Damn, never seen anyone so arrogant."
"Let us teach this cripple a lesson."
Lin Hao didn't say any more. He instantly teleported to the training ground.
Then he extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
The top nine people standing behind Lin Hao looked at those challengers with an expression that seemed to say 'good luck.'
Only those who had truly fought Lin Hao knew how fierce his attacks were, and how they had felt like they were seeing their ancestors.
However, they also had another thought: when Lin Hao fought them before, it felt like he was calculating the rankings.
He always seemed to leave a few opponents for later.
If it were a one-on-one ranking, he might have 'killed' everyone himself.
How else would so many people have the chance to come up and challenge him individually?
-------Ten Minutes Later-------
Lin Hao saw the people lying all around, gently brushed the dust off himself, jumped out of the mecha, and said to them, "Do any of you still have doubts about this ranking?"
The people lying on the ground all waved white flags.
"Then try to be my juniors again next year. I'm going to get something to eat."
The bystanders who had been watching the spectacle were not surprised by the outcome, and some even felt that Lin Hao had gone easy on them.
His attacks were not as heavy as they were when he fought them.
As Lin Hao walked towards the exit, he saw Hu Tu, who had already left earlier, appearing there.
"What, want to have a meal together?" Lin Hao looked at Hu Tu leaning against a nearby tree, pretending to be cool, a vein pulsing on his forehead. He asked tentatively.
He still didn't know if Hu Tu's anger had subsided, even though they had spoken for the first time yesterday.
He should still ask if he wanted to eat with him.
"Sure." Seeing Lin Hao finally come out, Hu Tu immediately stood up from the tree and smiled at Lin Hao.
He admitted that he had been in a bad mood yesterday. Since he had decided to be friends with Lin Hao, he couldn't let his bad temper scare away this person with whom he had found common interests.
Hu Tu had scared away many people who wanted to talk to him in the past because of his bad temper.
This scene absolutely could not happen again.
He swore in his heart.
This little fool, being tricked by others, and still smiling here.
Lin Hao saw Hu Tu smiling like a flower and felt a familiar pang of guilt.
Should he just treat this as an ordinary friendly encounter today?
And forget about everything else?
Lin Hao looked at Hu Tu, who was still smiling foolishly, and considered the possibility of this approach.
Sigh, tomorrow he would definitely send everything that happened next to Zhao Jianye.
Today, he would pretend he never knew Hu Tu.
"Let's go, Dad will take you to have some fun."
Lin Hao walked up to Hu Tu, put his arm around his shoulder, and said.
Hu Tu found this intimate gesture novel and didn't think much of it.
However, after they left the place where they had been talking, a person appeared where they had been standing, quietly watching their departing backs, their eyes filled with coldness.
The fists by their legs clenched and unclenched, unclenched and clenched again.
After an unknown amount of time, when the person could no longer see the two figures, they quietly left.
"Son, this is what you call delicious and fun?"
Hu Tu looked at the Star Net and several buckets of instant noodles in front of him and turned to Lin Hao, smiling.
Lin Hao, who had been observing the growth of his crops, took a loud slurp of noodles and turned to Hu Tu, a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Don't you like it?"
Didn't the information say that Hu Tu liked this?
Why did Hu Tu's expression look forced now? Could Zhao Jianye have lied to him again?
Seeing this, Hu Tu ate a bucket of instant noodles and looked at the Star Net, "I like it, I like it very much."
"As long as you like it, help me see why this level can't be cleared?" Lin Hao asked Hu Tu, pointing at the game on the Star Net.
Hu Tu glanced at the level and then explained to Lin Hao.
He turned and saw Lin Hao's earnest expression.
It wasn't that boring after all. Even the games he played at home that he found tedious seemed replayable when contrasted with this idiot.
This was the most relaxed day he had had in years.