"When Yiqing School reaches the Sword Dao Divine Realm, one's body transforms into Sword Intent, creating a deadly aura even without a sword..."

"At such a level, even if he doesn't consciously guide it, there will be a layer of Sword Qi defense formed by Sword Intent around his body... So many battles have passed, yet no one has successfully attacked him. How about his Sword Intent defense? Could I break through it if I attack?"

Qin Hao, following that inspiration, analyzed himself: "To defeat the old ghost, defense is absolutely not an option. The outcome must be decided in the shortest possible time. Logically, that Sword Intent defense seems impregnable, difficult indeed!"

As he pondered, a Thunderbolt flashed in Qin Hao's mind.

"No, that's not right! Yiqing School's mastery in Sword Dao is high, but it's not unbreakable. There are weaknesses in his Sword Intent!"

After murmuring excitedly, Qin Hao's expression turned obsessive, and he reviewed the video once more.

This time, when Yiqing School made a move, he deliberately slowed down the video speed.

The first pass, slowed down by once, the speed of Sword Qi was still so fast that Qin Hao did not discover anything.

The second pass, at three times the slow-down, still nothing found…

The fifth pass, slowed down ten times, Qin Hao discovered that when Yiqing School attacked, the Sword Qi on his body showed irregular fluctuations; could there really be a pattern?

Due to the limited capabilities of his phone, Qin Hao shouted at Fatty, "Fatty, edit the video, slow down Yiqing School's move by a hundred times, a thousand times!"

"What! Boss, are you kidding?"

On the other end, Fatty's face slightly changed in fright.

Qin Hao anxiously said, "Do I look like I'm joking? Whether I can defeat the old ghost rests on you, quickly help me process the video!"

"Got it!"

In a certain rental house, realizing the seriousness of the situation, Fatty's thick fingers quickly tapped the keyboard, his face solemnly staring at the laptop screen…

Ten minutes later, Qin Hao received the video sent by Fatty again.

The first pass, slowed down a hundred times.

After watching, Qin Hao's eyes lit up, he stood up, excitedly talking to himself, "Indeed, the old ghost's Sword Intent isn't fully integrated; in his attack, there's a flaw in the Sword Qi on his body!"

Without hesitation, he meticulously watched the video slowed down a thousand times, then tossed his phone aside, lay on the hospital bed, forehead covered in sweat, but his eyes extremely excited, "His flaw is located at the finger, only the size of a formation eye, and it lasts for only 0.5 seconds, which means my chance to defeat him is in this 0.5 seconds!"

Recalling the scene just witnessed, his face involuntarily turned grave, "Damn it, only by watching the old ghost's move in slow motion can one realize how terrifying this bastard's strength is. Even slowed down a thousand times, this Sword Technique could still defeat many experts!"

"It's a pity, no matter how strong you are, old ghost, I'll defeat you this time!"

After excitedly finishing, Qin Hao's fingers transformed into a sharp sword, striking towards the air at a certain angle.

Swish!

His two fingers turned into a Thunderbolt, sparks erupting in the air, precisely the strongest kill move, Wumei Finger!

Boom!

Even without resistance, the Wumei Finger exploded into a fist-sized spark after reaching its limit as Qin Hao dispersed the Powerful Qi at his fingertips.

Then, Qin Hao slowly retracted his fingers, his face full of confident smiles, "This move will take the old ghost's damned life!"

...

The next day. Morning.

Last night, a doctor came to the ward and instructed that Qin Hao's injuries were extremely severe, requiring a long-term hospital stay to recuperate before he could be discharged.

At the time, Qin Hao listened carefully, but as soon as daylight broke, he was discreetly preparing to leave the hospital.

When leaving the hospital, Qin Hao noticed some people hidden in the dark of the hospital, likely assigned by the Ancient Martial Alliance to protect him.

Qin Hao felt a strong sense of belonging, an even deeper allegiance to the Ancient Martial Alliance.

However, if Chen Ruohao's words were accurate, besides the two girls, there should be no outsiders who know his current location, so arranging bodyguards for secret protection seemed purely redundant.

Outside, office workers came and went along the roadside.

Qin Hao glanced at the sky, turned around, and headed towards the temporary stronghold.

Passing by a bus stop, Qin Hao noticed two schoolgirls pointing at him, their eyes filled with curiosity and shyness.

Qin Hao was quite puzzled, "Do they recognize me?"

Initially intending to leave without minding them, he saw the two girls approaching. One gathered the courage to say, "Hello, can we take a photo together?"

"What?"

Qin Hao was a bit dumbfounded; signing autographs, he always kept a low profile and wasn't some big celebrity, was he?

Could it be that the Night Emperor's story spread?

No, only a few in the country know the Night Emperor's face, and none had reason to expose me.

While Qin Hao's thoughts quickly turned, the other girl weakly said, "Firefighting hero, we actually mean no harm, just want a simple photo together..."

"Firefighting hero!"

Qin Hao instantly realized, probably from that day when the fire rescue video was filmed?

"Could you explain the firefighting hero thing to me?"

Qin Hao maintained a friendly smile, asking the two girls.

Hearing this, one of the girls got excited, her face lit with excitement, "Brother, you didn't know you became famous!"

With that, she took out her phone and played a video for Qin Hao, which was indeed the fire rescue clip from that day.

After the video, the girl scrolled to the comment section below, with over a thousand comments!

"Uh, so that's how it is."

Qin Hao showed a wry smile, a slight relief in his heart, just thankful that the Night Emperor's identity wasn't exposed.

"Then... hero, can we take a photo?"

The girl holding the phone blinked her eyes, her face full of desire.

"Of course!"

Understanding the truth, Qin Hao was in a good mood, proactively wrapped his arm around the girl's shoulder, showing an incredibly bright smile.

After the other girl snapped the shot, she said enviously, "I want one too!"

Thus, Qin Hao played the role of a big star temporarily, taking numerous photos with the two girls before stopping.

"In the photos, my face looks so big, hero brother, why are you so handsome from any angle..."

The girls didn't expect a web influencer to be so casual, and their excitement left the questions fluttering from their lips unabated.

"Ahem, this mainly comes from learning massages; I regularly massage myself. If there's a chance, I can try it on you two young sisters."

Qin Hao took a glance at the two girls' key areas and thought secretly, "Life's gotten better, with rich nutrition, these girls are developing quite early now!"

A bus approached, and the two girls boarded with smiles and waves, while Qin Hao wore a graceful smile, finally sending them off with a helpless laugh, "Great, my handsome looks and elegant posture seem to have been discovered online. What if in the future female fans ask for autographs and photos every day?"

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