The audience also fell silent all of a sudden. I have to say that Zhang Haoran has been practicing with the old man Tianquan for a few months, and he has indeed benefited a lot, and this sword, regardless of momentum and change, far surpasses the ordinary Eight Grades of the Law Saint. The eyes of all the Guanghua people showed a look of worry.

However, Chen Xinzhong's expression on the opposite side remained unchanged, and it was not until Zhang Haoran's sword arrived in front of him that he suddenly pulled out his long sword and stabbed it out.

This sword, the speed is so fast, like a lightning, tearing through the clouds in an instant, tearing through the heavens and the earth, brushing against Zhang Haoran's sword, stabbing towards his ribs.

This is clearly a battle skill that loses both sides, or a war skill that ends up together.

"Ahh In the audience, many people exclaimed.

However, Qiu Mingxuan and the others smiled slightly, not worried at all, and Zhang Haoran himself was even more so.

After all, he had already exerted his sword momentum to the extreme, Chen Xinzhong drew his sword too late, and the sword momentum had not yet been deployed, so how could he lose or even die with him? Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Zhang Haoran's mouth became more and more indifferent.

But immediately, the sneer froze at the corner of his mouth, and under the flank, there was a tingling pain that pierced the heart, and a powerful holy qi rushed directly into the body, shaking the internal organs and breaking the meridians.

"Phew!" Blood arrows flew out, and a mist of blood filled his eyes.

His long sword was pointed at Chen Xinzhong's chest, but with the dissipation and chaos of the holy qi in his body, he could no longer advance for half a minute!

"Boom" The holy qi that invaded his body collided violently with the holy qi that had not yet dissipated, and exploded a bowl-sized wound under his ribs.

"Ah......" Zhang Haoran screamed and flew out of the test bench.

The smiles of Qiu Mingxuan and the others all froze on their faces, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time. Zhang Haoran's strength is obviously one level higher than Chen Xinzhong, and he is still a preemptive strike, how can he be defeated, and he is defeated so simply and directly?

"Vulnerable!" Chen Xinzhong snorted coldly and put his sword back into its sheath.

"In the first game, Guanghuaguo, Chen Xin wins!" Mr. Mizuki announced loudly.

The cheers and shouts from the audience shook the earth slightly.

Qiu Mingxuan and the others woke up like a dream, and hurriedly picked Zhang Haoran back.

"What the hell was going on just now, how could you lose to him, isn't he the Seven Grades of the Law Saint?"

"Yes, I can see it clearly, he obviously only has seven cyan holy beads, and his strength is a lot worse than yours, how can he beat you?" While giving Zhang Haoran the Holy Pill, several people asked in a gossipy manner.

Zhang Haoran was defeated too quickly just now, and it was too unexpected, they really couldn't figure it out.

Zhang Haoran opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before the words could be spoken, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fainted.

Seeing this, Qiu Mingxuan and the others had no choice but to continue to ask questions, so they could only order someone to carry him back to recuperate.

"How the hell did he lose?" Qiu Mingxuan looked at each other and asked the same question in unison.

On their faces, there was still a little bit of the previous self-confidence, one by one they were shocked, and in addition to doubts, there was even a little fear hidden in their eyes.

"It's very simple, Chen Xinzhong's sword speed is too fast, not even inferior to that of an ordinary Soul Saint Realm master." Gu Fenghua gave the answer.

"How is that possible, isn't he a Law Saint Seventh Grade, how can he have the speed of a Soul Saint?" In the midst of the surprise, Qiu Mingxuan and the others couldn't care about fighting with Gu Fenghua, and asked in unison.