Martial Soul: Be a Saint

1Wu Hao did not care about what Gu Shiya was thinking, and slowly walked to the front of the group. Just as he was about to look around to see what was going on, he was discovered in an instant.     1

    

"Senior Wu, Senior Wu is here …"    

    

Upon noticing his junior, his junior hurriedly shouted and reminded the people around him.    

    

Following his loud shout, everyone turned around and looked at Wu Hao, revealing a look of shock.    

    

Facing their strange gazes, Wu Hao frowned slightly and asked them: "What happened? Why are you gathered here making such a ruckus?"    

    

"Senior Wu, something has happened to the dynasty!"    

    

Many of the people who heard his question subconsciously replied loudly in unison.    

    

"What happened?"    

    

Wu Hao's brows furrowed again as a hint of doubt flashed past his eyes.    

    

"The dynasty, he …" He's dead! "    

    

Everyone swallowed their saliva as they replied to him.    

    

"Dead?"    

    

Wu Hao's body shook, he anxiously parted the crowd and quickly stepped forward to take a look.    

    

"Ah …" Senior-apprentice Brother Zong, you died such a miserable death! "    

    

As Wu Hao walked forward, the short man in front of him shouted loudly.    

    

Through the gaps, Wu Hao could see the dynasty lying on the grass. Its entire body was as black as coal, and within a five feet radius, the grass was completely burnt into ashes.    

    

"This is …"    

    

Wu Hao's gaze grew serious.    

    

This was caused by the fire spirit energy that was produced by the mixed liquor, who would have thought that the dynasty was unable to resist the fire spirit energy burning that came from the wine.    

    

The result was the loss of life here.    

    

He was asking for trouble. In the end, he even lost his life.    

    

"Wu Hao, it's all your fault, it's you who killed my senior brother!"    

    

Wang Yang pretended to be serious, when he noticed Wu Hao's appearance, he suddenly turned, and angrily shouted at him.    

    

When he said that, Wu Hao's face darkened, a cold look flashed past his eyes, and the people around him started to sigh.    

    

"This man is truly shameless, his senior brother obviously brought this upon himself, but now he is relying on our Senior Wu!"    

    

"That's right. I already said last night that he was very shameless. Fortunately, we were not in his company. Otherwise, how could our thick-skinned faces resist the criticism brought about by his shameless actions!"    

    

In the blink of an eye, all sorts of discussions sounded out.    

    

When Wang Yang heard this, his expression turned extremely ugly.    

    

Unknowingly, he had already turned his back on the crowd and was being pushed out of the way.    

    

Now that the emperor was too anxious to be with him, everyone kept a distance from him.    

    

He was blaming Wu Hao for all of this.    

    

If not for Wu Hao, he would not have fallen into such a predicament.    

    

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. I'm warning you, my tolerance limit is limited!"    

    

Wu Hao stared at him, his face suddenly darkened, a cold light constantly flashed in his eyes, as an extremely powerful aura tightly locked onto him.    

    

"You …"    

    

Wang Yang was suddenly intimidated by his powerful aura and became speechless.    

    

At this time, a cold shout came from behind the crowd.    

    

"What are you doing here?"    

    

The voice was very loud, and it did not come from a single person.    

    

At the same time.    

    

Several incomparably strong soul consciousness s rushed towards them, causing their bodies to feel as though they were being pressed down by a thousand kilogram boulder. Their chests were so heavy that it felt like they were about to suffocate.    

    

Startled, they subconsciously turned their heads, only to discover nine young men with similar ages and imposing expressions walking over from behind them.    

    

One of them, they recognized, was their teacher, Zhou Wu.    

    

Without a doubt, these nine people in front of him were definitely the primary instructors in Tianwu Academy.    

    

Only they, with such powerful cultivations, possessed the right to question them.