Universe's Ultimate BOSS Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Chapter 391: Super Golden Pig

Ming Shan Star.

Meeting room.

The various powers strongly condemned Wang Hao.

But Wang Hao chose to ignore them, occasionally interjecting with, “Qian Wanyang, make it tenfold.”

Guan Tian threatened in a cold voice, “Wang Hao, one must not overdo things; otherwise, it can lead to trouble…”

Clang!

Before he could finish, a crisp sound of a sword's cry rang out.

The next second, before the eyes of everyone present, a blur appeared, and they saw Wang Hao turn into a residual image, his colossal sword spewing piercingly brilliant sword light. The continuous sequences of sword shadows were like a fine drizzle that seemed never-ending. The fearsome Sword Qi surged forth like a rainbow, directly striking at Guan Tian.

Terrifying!

The faces of those seated turned somber the instant they witnessed this sword strike.

This sword shone with a fierce edge, chilling the nine provinces.

Guan Tian's complexion drastically changed. Without time for detailed thought, he quickly retreated, drawing his own longsword to meet the attack.

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“Clang…”

The piercing sound of metal clashing and a succession of sparks burst forth.

Wang Hao's lips curled into a slight smirk as the dazzling sword light, like a bolt of lightning, violently tore through the night sky, tracing a beautiful arc, as if a dragon were swimming through the stars.

At the same time, True Qi from within his body surged into the giant sword, forming sharp Sword Qi, causing a sense of oppression like a sharp blade, making people's cheeks around him ache.

For others, it was bad enough, but for Guan Tian, who was bearing the brunt, it was worse.

Guan Tian's pupils contracted as the Sword Qi that struck in the blink of an eye felt like a mountain bearing down on him, causing his right arm to become somewhat numb.

At the same time, a fierce True Qi continued to surge into his body with the clash of the two swords.

“Heavenly Tyrant Power!” A drop of cold sweat fell from Guan Tian's forehead. He had actually forgotten that Wang Hao knew Heavenly Tyrant Power and had even mastered it to a terrifyingly natural level.

Wang Hao's lips curled into a smirk, and he said coldly, “Even if your Cultivation reaches the Martial King, to threaten me, your end will be… Burst!”

With a bang, a miserable scream was heard from Guan Tian as the longsword in his hand dropped to the ground. His entire arm was severed from his shoulder, and blood sprayed out in an instant.

Wang Hao flicked his sword, slowly advancing towards Guan Tian.

Seeing that things were amiss, Ling Xiao quickly stepped forward to block Wang Hao, whispering, “Junior brother, Guan Tian is the future successor of the Guan family. If you kill him, the Guan family will never let it go. Right now, the Dark Elven race is watching us with covetous eyes; infighting at this moment does no good for anyone.”

Wang Hao thought it over and felt that Ling Xiao made a good point.

His Young Marshal Army had not yet fully developed its combat strength. If the world were in chaos, he would no longer have a stable environment to take advantage of and strengthen his forces.

Therefore, it would be better to stay low-profile until his Young Marshal Army had formed its combat strength.

However, once the Young Marshal Army had developed its combat strength, not to mention Guan Tian, even that old turtle Guan Xinxiong would not escape his wrath.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao sheathed his giant sword, snorting, “Not in the mood anymore, make it another five hundred times.”

The people present were unwilling. The person who threatened him was Guan Tian, not them. Why should they collectively pay five hundred times more?

“Report!” A soldier rushed in to report, urgently saying, “Terrible news, an Alien Race army of two billion is pressing on our borders.”

“What!!”

Everyone present was shocked. Who had given the Alien Race the guts to press their entire force at this time? Did they also have the military supplies to sustain this large-scale war?

Wang Hao's lips quirked up. “I've decided to multiply the price by another thousand times!”

“Fuck!!”

The people present couldn't help but curse out loud–why didn't this asshole just drop dead! What he was doing was looting a burning house, to the extent that not even a single way out was left for anyone.

Ling Xiao tugged at Wang Hao and whispered, “Junior Brother, did you instruct Niu Qi to trick the Aliens into a full-scale attack?”

Wang Hao shook his head. “Though the Bull-men got their hands on a lot of materials and have gotten stronger, they haven't come close to affecting the entire Alien Race. I think something's gone awry on their end.”

Ling Xiao nodded and couldn't help but ask, “And you still dare to jack up the price this high?”

“What's there to be afraid of!” Wang Hao waved his hand dismissively and, looking at the people around him, raised his voice, “If something really happens, we'll just use a Space Gem and leave, who would stick around to die with these idiots?!”

At this, everyone's faces darkened. Heaven strikes down so many show-offs each year, so why can't it strike down this bastard?!

Can't Heaven see that this asshole is blatantly showing off his wealth and swaggering around?!

Talking about using a Space Gem if things go south, when the entire interstellar federation has barely over twenty of them, and the Human Race has less than fifty–aren't you afraid of attracting thieves with that brag?!

Huang Weiyi's face clouded over. “Wang Hao, with the Alien Race's armies bearing down on us, if you refuse to hand over the food and it leads to the defeat of the Human Race, then you'll be known as an eternal sinner of the Human Race.”

Wang Hao gave Huang Weiyi the middle finger and then stepped outside to address the six hundred thousand members of the Young Marshal Army. “Tell them, what's my nickname!?”

The Young Marshal Army was instantly bamboozled. Should they tell the truth, or not?

When the Young Marshal Army saw Wang Hao's impatient look, sparse voices rose, “The Great Deceiver…”

Wang Hao nodded in satisfaction. “Now tell them, what's my pet name?”

The Young Marshal Army shouted in unison, “Shameless!”

Wang Hao was very pleased and continued, “Keep it up, tell them what my interstellar certification is.”

The Young Marshal Army screamed as if their hearts were being torn out, “The Young Lord Who Plucks the Goose, the True Scoundrel Who Dumps His Millstone!”

After his words fell, the entire audience was stunned, and it took them a while to recover.

Now they truly had their eyes opened; Wang Hao's shamelessness was known to everyone–it was just that they hadn't been aware of it.

Wang Hao gave Huang Weiyi a provocative look. “Kid, do you think I care about being called an eternal sinner?”

Huang Weiyi was speechless. What the hell kind of person was this!?

Other supreme geniuses would go around boasting even about the most insignificantly good deed they did, wishing the whole world would crown them a paragon of virtue.

But Wang Hao couldn't have cared less about reputation, as if being reviled on the streets didn't bother him in the slightest.

Now the whole army knew that his nickname was the “Great Deceiver” and his pet name was “Shameless”…

Faced with such shamelessness and disregard for reputation, everyone present had to concede; they had no choice but to admire it.

At this moment, a young man walked into the conference room. “Wang Hao, we'll go with your price. I need food for a hundred thousand people for five days.”

Wang Hao's eyes lit up. “How should I address my brother here? You sure are bold with your spending–it's clear you're a tycoon from a wealthy family.”

Ling Xiao introduced him. “This is Guo Yuxuan, the young master of the Reck Company from the Yao Tian Federation.”

“Reck Company!!”

Wang Hao's eyes shone brighter. If he remembered correctly, this Reck Company from the Yao Tian Federation was the equivalent to the Skyfire Company in the interstellar federation.

This also meant that this was a super fat Golden Pig; slaughtering it would surely yield a feast…

Chapter end

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