Chapter Forty-Seven: A Fierce Woman

One waiting room.

The twelve Saint Realms waiting to fight looked at each other, and they were all moved.

In fact, these Saint Realm powerhouses don't have the idea of challenging the top ten commanders, not even the idea of challenging the elite leaders, more just to earn victory rewards, and the maximum reward for victory in the martial arts arena is only 500 million yuan crystals, and even tens of millions of yuan crystals when it is less, if you lose, you can only get 10 million yuan crystals.

Now there are people like Jiang Han who send money, as long as they agree, even if they don't participate in the war, there will be 500 million, and they may not be tempted.

After listening to Jiang Han's words, the Silver Armor Saint Realm was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated for a moment before saying, "Fellow Daoist, I have to report this matter to the general, please wait for a while." Then he turned and walked out of the waiting room.

Jiang Han didn't care about the gaze of the surrounding holy realm, he just waited quietly.

He originally didn't want to be too public, but he had no choice but to run into a pit cub from Mosanguo, it was impossible for him to kill people in the city, after all, he still had to use the environment of Mosangu and the Golden Cliff Holy Land to complete the meritorious task, and secondly, he was really interested in the Moxian Pavilion Stone Tablet.

If the force is not available, it can only be borrowed.

That Tie Yan borrowed his grandfather's power, if Jiang Han could become the top ten commanders of the ancient kingdom of Mozambiam, even the elder Tie would not be able to openly use the force of the ancient kingdom to kill him in the territory of the ancient kingdom of Mozambique.

"As for leaving the ancient country of Mosan?" Jiang Han's eyes swelled with a trace of murderous intent.

If no one saw it, he didn't mind screwing off that Tie Yan's head and kicking it as a ball, he also wanted to see if the so-called Iron Elder was stronger, or the knife in his hand was faster.

In short, in the entire ancient country of Mosan, except for the Moisan immortals, no one could really make Jiang Han fearful.

Whoosh!

There were two winds blowing in the waiting room, and in the blink of an eye, in addition to the Silver Armor Sacred Realm that was in charge of management, there was already one more cold woman.

The cold black armor looked delicate and fiery closely, but the powerful aura made the more than ten holy realms in the entire waiting room suffocated, and they all bowed and saluted: "General." ”

Jiang Han's eyes swept away, and he also bowed slightly and said, "General Mo." ”

The person who came was the powerhouse of the Heaven and Earth Realm on the sixth floor viewing platform just now-Mo Siyu, the general of the royal family of the ancient Mozambian Kingdom guarding the martial arts arena.

"Is that you?" Mo Siyu frowned, although she didn't like that Tie Yan, but she didn't have a good impression of Jiang Han who was standing aside at the time, in her heart, the two of them were jealous and useless.

"The general agreed to my suggestion?" Jiang Han was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Then it depends on your strength!" A trace of coldness flashed in Mo Siyu's eyes, and a pair of white jade hands shrank into fists.

"Boom!" The fist was full of flames, like a tiger out of the cage, and suddenly slammed into Jiang Han, as a woman, Mo Siyu, who comprehended the most violent law of fire.

From an outsider's point of view, this punch is very simple, it doesn't seem to contain any mystery, it's just a pure power attack, but Jiang Han's pupils who are facing this punch are shrinking: "The flame is in shape, the space is in a cage, the two are fused, and the heaven and earth are self-contained!"

The powerhouse of the Holy Realm, either the mind merges the heaven and the earth into a realm, or the world is opened up by itself, whether it is the immortal Dao divine soul, or the divine power of the Divine Dao, he can never escape the four words of heaven and earth, Mo Tingyu will naturally not be an exception.

If it is a life-and-death fight, Jiang Han naturally has a thousand means to break this move, the simplest is to run eight or nine Xuangong, ten thousand forces in one, one punch to repel Mo Siyu and even directly bombard her.

However, this is a martial arts arena, and in full view of everyone, it is impossible for him to expose such terrifying combat power.

"Wow!"

In an instant, Jiang Han's palms swirled, and the invisible law of water fluctuated and vibrate, instantly forming a swirling and twisted water vortex in front of him, blocking in front of the flame fist.

"Boom!"

Water and fire collided, Mo Siyu's punch was like a dragon, and it instantly exploded the whirlpool of water, blasted open Jiang Han's steel-like palms, and bombarded Jiang Han's chest.

Jiang Han's green robe instantly turned into a cyan battle armor, but the terrifying impact contained in the flame fist still hit all parts of his body through the battle armor.

"Bang!"

Jiang Han's body exuding a fierce aura slammed into the wall of the waiting room, which had already been blessed by the formation, and was very stable, without the slightest sign of damage.

"Poof!" a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Jiang Han's mouth.

Dense wounds appeared on his arms and even on his body, blood oozed out, and it seemed that the impact of that flame fist was very powerful.

In the eyes of the many holy realms in the waiting room, Jiang Han's image at this moment was quite miserable, but then they were secretly frightened, among the holy realm powerhouses in Moisan City, which one didn't know Mo Siyu's temperament, it was a high-ranking member of the royal family, and her temper was very hot, even if she didn't do her best with this punch, it was definitely not something that ordinary world realms could resist.

And looking at Jiang Han, although he was injured, his breath did not disperse, and he resisted this punch head-on, which is enough to prove his amazing strength, and it shows that he claims to challenge the top ten commanders is not bragging, but really confident.

However, Mo Siyu had a trace of doubt in her heart, she felt that when she hit the green-robed young man with the punch just now, it was like hitting a mountain peak, how could the other party be blown away by herself in a blink of an eye, and it seemed that she had suffered a lot of injuries.

Jiang Han was secretly complaining in his heart: "It's not good if this physical body cultivation is too strong, a punch is like tickling, nothing, it's so difficult for me to use my holy power to burst my skin, don't show it." ”

"Thank you, General, for your mercy. Jiang Han's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be standing reluctantly.

After that, only the flowing cyan holy power appeared on the wounds all over the body, and the surging holy power caused the wounds to begin to heal, and the fierce aura exuded from his body also seemed to be converging and slowly dissipating.

Although Mo Siyu was puzzled in his heart, he saw that Jiang Han's appearance didn't look like a fake, so he didn't think deeply, and said coldly: "You are not a fool, you have some strength, since you want to challenge the top ten commanders, then fight according to what you say." ”

Immediately, Mo Siyu's eyes fell on the more than ten people waiting for the battle not far away, and with a move in his heart, he selected seven people, looked at Jiang Han again, and said coldly: "These seven people are your opponents in the first seven games, as for the opponents from the eighth to the tenth games, I will help you choose them!"

When everyone was stunned, Mo Siyu had already turned around and left.

"Dare to ask the general, the top ten commanders, who am I going to fight against?" Jiang Han smiled.

"Let's win 10 games first. ”

The cold voice echoed, and Mo Siyu's figure had disappeared into the passage.

Standing in place, Jiang Han looked at the thirteen Saint Realm powerhouses around him, including the Silver Armor Saint Realm, and waved his hand to send thirteen space rings to everyone, and then showed a smile that he thought was harmless: "Everyone, whether you fight with me or not, 500 million crystals per person, I will speak 'cold' and never break my word." ”

"I don't know which Taoist friend was the first to fight me. ”