I didn't expect that this freshman, who had only been in the mansion for a year, had already progressed to such an extent, and it seemed that except for those top disciples in the top ten, there was no one in the outer mansion who was his opponent.

"I throw in the towel. Meng Li smiled bitterly, "Senior Brother Han, I finally know now why the Mansion Master would take you as an apprentice, your talent, whether it is cultivation or combat, is much stronger than those of us." ”

Senior Brother Miao praised. Han Yi smiled slightly and shook his head.

"It turns out that this is the disciple of the mansion master, and it looks ordinary. Someone in the ring said disdainfully.

"It looks ordinary, but you won't know how terrifying he is until you meet him. Someone next to him spoke for Han Yi.

"Hmph, I'm not Meng Li, he didn't even rank in the top 100 in the last big competition, when he meets me, I will let him know what it means to be truly powerful. ”

"Really, then I would like to ask, what was your ranking in the last competition?"

"Nineteen. The man replied coldly.

"Nineteen. The people next to him were shocked, they didn't seem to expect that in the group of Ring No. 8, in addition to Fang Xiaoyue and Chen Xiao, there was an existence with such a high ranking, "It's still the same sentence, when you face Han Yi, you will know that he is terrible." ”

Seeing that after he said the ranking, those old students still felt that they were inferior to Han Yi, not as good as a freshman who had been in the house for a year, and the man looked at the old student next to him with a cold face.

"Then it's better for you and me to learn from each other. ”

"I admit that I am not your opponent, but there is something I want to remind you that since Han Yi is a disciple of the Mansion Master, his cultivation is naturally the spiritual technique taught by the Mansion Master, you and I both know that the Mansion Master cultivates the Thunder Attribute Spiritual Technique, but have you seen Han Yi use that Spiritual Technique until now? He has always used the Body Refining Spiritual Technique he chose when he entered the Mansion, but he has also connected several old students to this point, and each of those old students is close to the late stage of the Spirit Sect, what does this mean, I don't think you don't know it. ”

After the old student finished speaking, he stopped talking. The nineteenth-ranked disciple narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Yi's back as he stepped out of the ring, as if he was thinking about something.

Han Yi seemed to sense his gaze, and suddenly turned back to look at him: "Something?"

"Your next opponent is me. ”

"So what?"

"You're going to lose, and you're going to lose badly. ”

Hearing this, Han Yi was stunned for a moment, nodded, turned around and left. Some of the old students around looked at the disciples who spoke, and secretly sneered, they had all seen Han Yi's performance in the gambling battle, even Zheng Yi, who was ranked ninth, was not Han Yi's opponent, and it was really funny that an existence ranked nineteenth dared to assert that he could defeat Han Yi.

However, no one reminded the disciple, after all, it was also interesting to watch jokes, and they were suddenly a little looking forward to Han Yi and his fight.

"In the next game, Feng Wu will fight*. ”

Hearing his name, Feng Wu withdrew his gaze from Han Yi and turned around to sweep into the ring, where an old student on the opposite side was already waiting for him.

"You throw in the towel. Feng Wu said lightly, looking like there was no one in his eyes.

"I have no intention of admitting defeat, you don't seem to be strong enough to retreat without a fight. "* Holding the hilt of the sword, the spiritual power secretly rotated.

"Hmph, don't admit defeat, will you? Then I'll knock you down. ”

Feng Wu's figure flickered, the blue light on his body flowed, and he came to * in front of him in an instant, * his pupils shrank suddenly, so fast, he pulled out the knife violently, the knife light was as clear as snow, but the next moment the knife was stopped alive.

Feng Wu unexpectedly appeared behind him, his sword fingers falling on the back of his neck, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. This guy is so strong.

"Well, I told you, you're no match for me. After Feng Wu finished speaking, he slapped his palm behind *, *spit out a mouthful of blood, Feng Wu's body moved, and he chased after him and kicked him in the air.

"Poof. * Spat out another mouthful of blood, Feng Wu stepped on his body, "Didn't you just say that I didn't have the strength to let you retreat without a fight?"

* His face was flushed, but he had nothing to say. The disciples under the ring looked at Feng Wu, their faces were a little ugly, this guy was too much.

Han Yi, who was leaning against the wall in the distance, looked at the scene in the ring with an expressionless face. Feng Wu turned his head to look at it, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, as if to say, you are next.

There is no doubt that Feng Wu won this battle.

The next one is the battle between Fang Xiaoyue and another male disciple, the two fought fiercely together at the beginning, and now, the remaining disciples are basically not weak existences, ten rings, and there will be two final rounds of battles, which can determine the top 100 and enter the semi-finals.

Above the ring, Xiaoyue formed the last seal, hundreds of blazing flames condensed in the air, and the man on the opposite side also knew that this would be Fang Xiaoyue's strongest blow, so he didn't dare to be careless at all, his body squatted, the dagger was bitten in his mouth, and his spiritual power was running to the extreme, and the black mist on his body was flowing freely.

"Dark Attribute Cultivator. Han Yi was surprised.

Fang Xiaoyueyu waved her hand, and the flames in the air shot down at the same time, and the man on the opposite side had a firm look in his eyes, and his accumulated strength exploded in an instant, rushing towards those flame meteors. His figure turned sharply, passing through the gaps between the flames, and he seemed to know the trajectory of these flames perfectly, and every evasion was wonderful, and the distance of hundreds of meters was instantaneous.

The man appeared in front of Fang Xiaoyue's eyes, grabbed the dagger and bullied her, stabbing her throat. The feeling of extreme danger rose in Fang Xiaoyue's mind, this guy was so terrifying in her sense of battle, she was secretly surprised, her body retreated sharply, and the seals in her hands continued, and then they closed.

"Fire Spirit Shield. ”

A shield condensed by flames emerged, and the man's dagger stabbed on the shield, and the black spiritual power melted in an instant like an ice cube of fire. His pupils constricted, and he flew back.

"I still want to leave, give me defeat. Fang Xiaoyue shouted angrily, slapped out with one palm, and the fire spirit shield in front of him shattered, turning into dozens of streams of fire that shot out, the man didn't have time to dodge, he could only wave the dagger to block, but the blazing flames completely restrained his dark attribute spiritual power, and every time he blocked, he consumed a lot of spiritual power.

"Flame meteors. I only heard Fang Xiaoyue's cold voice sound again, and the flames bloomed in the air again, falling down like a meteor, and the power was terrifying.

The man's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual power into the dagger, a layer of black mist burst out of his body, and his body became erratic, dodging the attack of clusters of flames. Fang Xiaoyue seemed to have expected the man to be like this, so she drew a circle with her slender hand and slapped it with one palm.

The flame meteors suddenly converged towards the middle, forming a curtain of fire. The man's figure appeared in front of the fire curtain, he turned around and shot the dagger, the speed was extremely fast, the dagger containing all his strength flew through the gap between the formation of the fire curtain, and in a flash, it reached Fang Xiaoyue's eyes, stabbing her throat.

This kind of Jedi counterattack was like a dead end at all, and all of Fang Xiaoyue's energy was on the fire curtain, unable to resist it. Her face turned pale, and the aura of death enveloped her, cold and terrible.

However, just as the dagger was about to plunge into her throat, it was suddenly restrained by an invisible force, and she could no longer move an inch. The man stood in front of the fire curtain, his face was also pale, and the fire curtain was only about to drown him.

If it was a battle of life and death, the two of them would end up together.

"Really, I don't admit defeat at all. A voice came into Han Yi's ears, he turned his head, and Zhou Yang didn't know when he came to his side.

"Hmm. Han Yi nodded in agreement.

"In fact, our Tianmen disciples are all together because they were bullied, especially Fang Yun and Xiaoyue, when they first entered the mansion, they were bullied the most, so they were extremely strong in their hearts, and they refused to admit defeat. ”

"What about you?" Han Yi suddenly turned his head to look at him.

Zhou Yang was stunned and smiled, just bitter.

"I've been bullied, and I've seen death, so I understand that the world is the way it is, it's never fair, and what we're defending is just an unrealistic ideal, which could be shattered by a greater force at any time. ”

"You mean, Peacock Pavilion. Han Yi heard the meaning of Zhou Yang's words.

"Maybe it's the Peacock Pavilion, maybe it's something else, but no matter what it is, we won't let it shatter what we're holding onto, so every disciple of Tianmen is desperately cultivating to strengthen himself. ”

Han Yi listened and fell silent. In the ring, the elder also seemed to be a little embarrassed, such a situation is rare, the strength of the two is obvious to all, but who is better, even he can't tell.

"In this case, you two will go down and rest first, and I will make a decision on this matter after I report to Elder Mu. The elder said after a deep groan.

"Yes, Elder. Both of them exited the ring at the same time, and the elder signaled for the match to be suspended and left.

On the stand in the distance, Elder Mu and the elders listened to the elder's proclamation and began to think about it.

"Who's going to fight against whom next?" Elder Mu asked.

"Han Yi, Feng Wu. ”

"Then let's do it, no matter who wins at the next stop, let Fang Xiaoyue and Mo Ying draw lots, and those who draw the battle sign need to play another game, and the winner will advance. ”

"Yes, Elder Mu. ”

After the elder left, Elder Mu looked at the No. 8 ring, Han Yi was behind the crowd under the ring, carrying a heavy sword, and his complexion was as dark as iron. That kind of change is that he has cultivated the Dragon Elephant Hegemony Body Technique, this little guy is still walking the path of spiritual and physical dual cultivation, and he should be able to see some of his strength in a while.

"In the next game, Han Yi vs. Feng Wu. The elder returned to the ring and announced in a loud voice.

As soon as the elder's voice fell, Feng Wu couldn't wait to get into the ring, Han Yi walked slowly through the crowd, jumped up and looked at Feng Wu, his face expressionless.

"I heard them say that you are very powerful, and you are also a disciple of the lord of the mansion, I don't know how long you can hold out under my hands, but don't even fail to catch a move, then it won't be fun. ”

"You throw in the towel. Han Yi said coldly.

"What?" Feng Wu was stunned for a moment, looking at Han Yi with some disbelief in what he heard, "You just told me to admit defeat?"