Xu Hao watched the curved blade coming ever closer, his expression unchanged, his hand striking out like lightning to slap the back of the imitation Demon Blade.
"Hum—!"
A low resonance suddenly erupted, and Wang Zihao's right hand fiercely grabbed, completely neutralizing the force Xu Hao had applied to it, then he withdrew, retreating with a cold laugh, "Not bad! Your strength is indeed that of a middle stage Grandmaster level, my master was right!"
Middle stage Grandmaster level?!
Xu Hao was actually a middle stage Grandmaster level?
Everyone was shocked. Wasn't Xu Hao an early stage Grandmaster expert? How did he suddenly become a middle stage Grandmaster?
What exactly was going on?
Many were perplexed, only a few like Wu Kui could vaguely understand the situation.