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When the gong sounded, Han Yi took a step back and looked at Han Kun pretending to be vigilant.

"Hmph, waste is waste, and before I can do it, you're afraid. ”

"So much nonsense, if you have a kind of come and hit me. ”

Han Yi pretended to be calm, Han Kun laughed and swept out, the long knife in his hand swung out a silver light and shadow, slashing at Han Yi's neck, and wanted to take his head.

He rolled on the spot, dodged to the side, and quickly widened the distance between him and Han Kun.

"Yo ho, the reaction speed is not bad. Han Kun said, stepping out, his speed increased to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Han Yi and raised his knife to slash, and shouted angrily, "I'm not Han Hao's idiot, I'll give you a chance." ”

Han Yi's pupils shrank, and he jumped up from the ground quickly, kicking Han Kun to block it.

"Ah......h

Han Kun endured the severe pain, fell backwards, and dodged a knife. He slapped his palm on the ground, away from Han Yi.

Han Yi didn't chase and just looked at him from a distance, his eyes were calm, but Han Kun looked at his eyes, but he felt a chill in his heart. Han Yi was too calm, so calm that it made people feel frightened, was that really the look that a waste should have?

Such a question rose in Han Kun's heart, but that question was quickly dispelled by his anger, he was actually hit by that waste, and in such a shameful way.

"Han Yi, I'm going to kill you. Han Kun jumped up from the ground, his face flushed, and his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire.

A stream of earthy yellow spiritual power poured out from Han Kunde's body, covering his entire body, and he clenched his fists hard, and his bones exploded.

"Xuanyan Jue. Han Yi said secretly in his heart.

Hmph, the martial arts platform shook slightly, and Han Kun in the distance suddenly disappeared from his sight, and an instant later appeared in front of him, and a fist covered with spiritual light slammed into his head.

Han Yi's complexion changed greatly, the long knife was crossed, and when, the huge sound was deafening, Han Yi's small body shot out, and the knife came out of his hand, flew down to the stage of the martial arts, and slammed it diagonally into the soil.

"Hahaha, waste, just because you still came to participate in the family competition, you can't help yourself. Han Kun came to Han Yi's side with big steps and kicked over, "Get out of here." ”

In the early stage of the spiritual disciple's cultivation, he couldn't even exert the power of the Xuanyan Jue. Han Yi showed a sneer on his face, and jumped up with his palm on the ground, and at the same time, an invisible wave instantly exploded in all directions, Han Kun's movements froze, and his eyes went blank. By the time he came back to his senses again, Han Yi had already appeared behind him and kicked out.

With his current situation of landing on one foot, it was impossible to block Han Yi's attack, and he fell under the stage with a flying pounce.

The children of the family in the audience looked at the winning Han Yi, and their faces were full of incredulity.

"Damn, this shit is too unlucky. ”

"Han Kun is so arrogant that he dared to land on one foot, but he was caught by others. ”

"He deserves to be a dog and gnaw mud. Those family members whispered, but their voices still reached Han Yi's ears without dropping, and as a cultivator of the Kui Long Jue, his five senses and six senses were strengthened more than ten times, and his hearing was naturally far beyond ordinary people.

Soon the first day's big competition was coming to an end, during which Han Yi went through several more competitions, all of which were under Luo You's control, allowing him to win inexplicably. Because of this, many onlookers attributed Han Yi's good luck every time he won. Because in their opinion, those competitions must be mistakes made by the opponent, otherwise how can a waste like him win?

He stood on the stage and looked at the girl opposite, frowning slightly. This is his last fight of the day, and a win will see him enter tomorrow's quarter-finals.

The onlookers in the audience watched Han Yi and whispered, and some even shouted loudly, defeat this waste, don't let this waste rely on luck to enter the quarterfinals.

"Did you hear that?" the girl on the other side looked at Han Yi and said, "You can win because of luck, and this time, you are facing me, not those side children who are not even as good as waste." ”

"The descendants of the descendants really always feel that they are superior. Han Yi sneered and said with contempt, "I don't beat women, you admit defeat." ”

What? I heard you right. The children of the family in the audience were suddenly stunned, looking at Han Yi with incredible faces, wondering if he was crazy, did he know who the person standing opposite him was?

"Han Yi, you waste, do you think you can win against Miss Yin by luck?" someone said disdainfully, "Do you know who Miss Yin is?" she is a disciple of the Great Elder himself, the most popular candidate for the first place in this competition, and has the cultivation of the late stage of the spirit disciple. ”

"The disciple of the Great Elder?" Han Yi turned his head to look at Han Yong on the high platform, and said something that surprised everyone, "This time, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the Great Elder." ”

"What did you say?" Han Yin looked at Han Yi with some amusement, "You mean I'm going to lose?

There was a sudden burst of boos from the stage, and Han Yi didn't know why a wave of unwillingness rose in his heart, it was the obsession left by the dead Han Yi, he was a genius, the first genius of the Han family, but in the past three years, he has become a joke and a waste that everyone can trample on, he is unwilling.

"Are you unwilling?" Han Yi raised his hand and pressed his chest, "Then it's up to me to soothe your unwillingness." ”

In a corner in the distance, Han Yusheng looked at him, a disdainful smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

When everyone thought that Han Yi didn't know what to do, only one person looked at Han Yi with a look of expectation in his eyes. That person is Han Mofeng, his father, the father of the dead child.

"Luo You, don't make a move for a while. ”

"Yes. ”

When the gong sounded, Han Yin stepped out, crossed a distance of more than ten meters and came to Han Yi's body, and slammed it down with a punch. Han Yi didn't dodge or dodge, waiting for Han Yin's fist to approach. The children of the family in the audience suddenly became excited, haha, this kid was stupid by Miss Yin's speed, and he didn't react at all.

But what happened in the next second shocked them. Han Yi also punched out, colliding with Han Yin's fist, and the two powerful forces collided, Han Yin's face changed greatly, and his body retreated dozens of steps.

She looked at Han Yi's expressionless face, a little incredulous.

"How is this possible?"

The children of the family in the audience were the same, their mouths wide open, and they looked at him in disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

The Great Elder on the high platform saw the scene of Han Yin being knocked back by Han Yi's punch, and his pupils suddenly constricted. Han Yin cultivated the same spiritual technique as him, and the golden armor technique was not only powerful in defense, but also more powerful than that of a spiritual cultivator of the same level, which was extremely terrifying. But he didn't expect to be repelled by Han Yi's punch, and it was without using spiritual power.

"What's the matter with this kid, why is the flesh so horrible?"

The Great Elder whispered, turning his head to glance at Han Mofeng. But Han Mofeng just stared at Han Yi, with no expression on his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was surprise or surprise.

Han Yusheng in the distance, his face slowly became serious, and he stared at Han Yi and squinted slightly.

"Han Yi, you waste, did you take any medicine to stimulate the potential of your body?" Han Yin glared angrily and shouted loudly.

Han Yi shook his head and said coldly.

"Are you unwilling to accept your defeat, or do you think you have lost to me like a waste, and you don't have the face to face the Great Elder?"

"You...... Don't talk too soon, I haven't lost yet. ”

Han Yin pinched out a seal, and a dull golden light rose from his body.

"Golden armor, nail transformation. ”

As soon as the words fell, those dull golden lights suddenly condensed, turning into a layer of condensed chain light armor and wearing it on Han Yin's body.

"This time, see how you fight me. ”

She flew out, her fists swinging like dense raindrops falling on Han Yi's body.

"The Great Elder has taught well, Han Yin is only in the late stage of the Spirit Disciple, and he can actually condense such a level of golden armor. The second elder said, "Now that you have the golden armor body, you can be regarded as having a chance to win." ”

"The second elder praised it falsely, it can condense the golden armor, and the girl's own understanding is good enough. The Great Elder said with a smile.

"Two elders, it's too early to say victory. Fourth Elder Han Yun shook his head and said, "Han Yi obviously deliberately concealed the power of his physical body in the first few battles, and now the outbreak shows his determination to enter the finals, and it is him, not Han Yin, who has the upper hand now." ”

"Fourth Elder, you are optimistic about Han Yi, although he is physically powerful, he can't drive spiritual power, after all, his achievements are limited, and he is embarrassed to be of great use. The second elder said coldly, "Since you said that the outcome is unknown, why don't we make another bet." ”

"Okay, bet on what?"

"Just bet on the sea spirit pill I lost to you just now, if you lose, return the ten sea spirit pills to me, if I lose, I will give you another ten sea spirit pills. ”

"Good. The fourth elder smiled, "Anyway, I won't suffer." ”

At this time, on the martial arts stage, the competition between Han Yi and Han Yin fell into a white-hot stage. The two of them went back and forth, and the dense fists exchanged points in the air, making a dull sound.

Han Yi slammed his fist on Han Yin's crossed arm, and his figure fell back, looking at her expressionlessly.

"What, are you going to admit defeat?" Han Yin said with a smile.

"Do you think it's possible?" Han Yi said lightly, "I'm thinking, after playing with you for so long, should it be over?"

"You can't break my defenses if you have a hard mouth, see how you can win. ”

"Do you really think I can't break your defenses?" a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Han Yi said, leaning forward, his knees slightly bent, and the knotted muscles under the white robe bulged high, like a dragon beating restlessly.

As if realizing that Han Yi's next attack would be an extremely terrifying earth-shattering blow, Han Yinfei stepped back, his hands in a defensive posture, and his face was extremely vigilant.

Whew, a terrifying wave of qi was stirred up on the stage, and the sound of breaking the air was as sharp as metal scraping glass, Han Yi's figure came to Han Yin in a flash, and with a twist, his right leg was whipped down like a whip, and landed on Han Yin's crossed hands.