When Pang Haoqiong's aura climbed to the rank of a first-grade martial saint, the audience was shocked.

Including Yun Zun and Zhan Xiangtian, who had already ended, their faces had to change like never before.

They stared at Pang Haoqiong in surprise, it was also the first time they had seen an existence of the same age as themselves who had already broken through to the Martial Saint.

This is not normal. It has always been rare to hear of someone who can break into the Martial Saint in their twenties, and even if there is, it will only appear in a thousand years.

However, Pang Haoqiong's cultivation has indeed broken through to the Holy Realm, which is an indisputable fact.

Until the breath gradually subsided, Pang Haoqiong condescendingly sneered at Qin Fan: "Keep your eyes open and see clearly, you and I are not on the same level at all." ”

Yes, it is really too rare for a strong person to step into the martial saint in his twenties.

Yun Zun and Zhan Xiangtian's backs were cold. Fortunately, he is not Pang Haoqiong's opponent, otherwise the final result may only be unilaterally crushed.

On the other hand, the emperor who was sitting at the top nodded with satisfaction: "This is the Nine Crowns of our Imperial Firmament Pavilion." ”

Truly. If this is the kind of strength, there is a high probability of winning nine consecutive championships.

"I really didn't expect that our royal family would actually cultivate a young martial saint, maybe it might change history!"

In the third row of seats, there was a prince in a gorgeous robe who said excitedly.

If the royal family is strong, the Eastern Continent is strong.

As long as the Eastern Continent can continue to be strong, why fear the rest of the continents to catch up? And why fear the alien race that may attack at any time?

As soon as these words came out, many princes also nodded their heads and seconded the proposal.

Unexpectedly, the Venerable Saint who was sitting in the second row smiled mercilessly and said with a faint smile: "Such a young Martial Saint is rare, but it is not exaggerated to change history. ”

If it were someone else, I am afraid that it would have been targeted or sprayed to the point that the body was completely skin.

But when the saint spoke, no one at the scene dared to refute it.

"Oh? I don't know which young martial saint does the Saint know? ”

Pang Haoqiong was cultivated by the royal family and was favored by the emperor. So naturally I don't want anyone to say such things.

"Let's keep watching. Maybe in the next duel, we will be surprised. ”

No one knew what the surprise in the saint's mouth meant, but it was very obedient and no one asked more.

Above the ring.

As Pang Haoqiong's cultivation had reached the extreme, Qin Fan's face was only slightly surprised.

He wasn't surprised because he was afraid of facing the Martial Saint as an opponent. It's the young man in front of him, who can actually step into the martial saint realm in his twenties.

This was unusual, at least in terms of what he knew about the Hidden Door. I have never met a young martial saint.

After all, there is nothing strange in the world. Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't really exist......

Thinking of this, Qin Fan couldn't help but smile faintly: "It's not up to you to decide whether you are at the same level or not, but you can only see if you have fought it." ”

"Hmph, I don't know what to do."

Pang Haoqiong raised his right hand, and a large amount of white mist gathered from mid-air.

That's martial energy, to be precise, martial saint energy.

Until it gathered into a cloud of gas that was so majestic that it was enough to make people feel frightened, he smiled highly: "There is only one person in this world who can be called the emperor." That's me Pang Haoqiong! ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the majestic gas rushing towards Qin Fan's direction.

Although it was in mid-air, all the floor tiles were cracked everywhere I went. Even simply relying on energy fluctuations, it created a long-distance ravine!

"Although this Pang Haoqiong's breath should not have been long after he stepped into the Holy Realm. However, the consolidation of cultivation is done to the extreme. The Lotus Saint suddenly spoke.

After speaking, he didn't forget to turn around and look at his apprentice and continued: "Xiaotian, take a good look at it." That kid surnamed Pang may be your only opponent in the future. ”

As soon as the Lotus Sage's words fell, the Wind Sage did not forget to take this opportunity to mention his own personal disciples.

In short, almost everyone present had already decided on the result.

No matter how strong the dark horse of the Heavenly Dao Academy is, how can it be stronger than the opponent of the Martial Saint Realm?

From the very beginning, it was a duel without suspense.

It's just a pity that both signed life and death certificates. Therefore, even if Pang Haoqiong killed Qin Fan in the ring, he would not have to bear any responsibility.

With the continuous impact of the majestic gas, Qin Fan chose to use the aura barrier to passively defend.

He didn't release his full strength immediately, but observed that Pang Haoqiong's energy was a little weird.

Perhaps the white gas does not look any different from that of a warrior. But it is precisely because he is not a martial artist that he understands the difference between martial artists and other breaths.

In the next second, a crack had already appeared in the aura barrier released by Qin Fan.

Seeing this, Vice Dean Situ and other high-level Heavenly Dao officials all waited anxiously.

They couldn't help, because it was a big competition held by the royal family. But he didn't want Qin Fan, the dark horse of the Heavenly Dao, to suffer any harm.

The inheritance of the Heavenly Dao Academy is gone, and you can fight for it again.

But if a demonic genius like Qin Fan fell. That was the biggest loss in the history of the Heavenly Dao Academy!

Looking at Qin Fan, who was already irresistible on the surface, the corners of Pang Haoqiong's mouth couldn't help but raise a curvature.

That's what he wants.

It's not about leading the opponent in the ring directly. Instead, through the strength of complete crushing, it tortures the opponent little by little.

Because only in this way can he enjoy the ultimate pleasure in the process of fighting.

As the aura barrier was completely shattered, Pang Haoqiong suddenly sneered: "If you only have this bit of strength, then why are you competing with me for the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao?" ”

After speaking, he raised his left hand, gathering majestic gas in the same way, wanting to double torture Qin Fan.

Unexpectedly, just when the gas had just finished gathering and was about to make a move, an aura barrier appeared in front of Qin Fan again, and it looked much stronger than before.

Pang Haoqiong was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "You still dare to hide your strength in front of me?" It's ridiculous! ”

On the other hand, the Lotus Saint and the Wind Saint on the spectator seat invariably showed a look of regret.

In their opinion. If the dark horse of the Heavenly Dao Academy didn't participate in this duel, maybe he could win it.

It's a pity that the opponent who should not be chosen the most was chosen.

Only King Longping, with a villain-like smile, turned to look at King Qi.

When he learned that the dark horse sent by the royal family was Pang Haoqiong, he knew that this game had been won steadily.

Now seeing that Pang Haoqiong had indeed gained the upper hand, he couldn't help but smile at King Qi Tian: "Brother Qi Tian, thank you for keeping the Tibetan Arsenal Pavilion for me for three days." ”

Without waiting for King Qi to speak, he added oil and vinegar and continued: "Why don't you calculate the storage fee for three days, and I will send someone to send it to you?" ”

King Qi ignored it, and instead stared at Qin Fan in the ring.

He believed that this was definitely not Qin Fan's full strength, but he didn't know what the hell this kid was doing.

Why is it that at this time, you still refuse to release all your strength?