Chapter Eighty-Eight: Inevitable Defeat?

The final battle table.

Zheng Danchun was extremely depressed.

Today, he is one of the protagonists, and he has no sense of existence at all.

Standing alone on the decisive stage, like a piece of wood.

The eyes of the four phalanxes and everyone avoided him very skillfully, and then all focused on Yang Han and the others.

It was not until this time that many people's eyes returned to the decisive stage, and Zheng Danchun found a faint sense of existence.

But none of this mattered, and it wasn't long before he would personally smash Yang Han's martial arts light.

Yang Han, the freshman champion of Canglan University.

If Yang Han was abolished in the decisive battle with others and became a wasted person, he should be able to cause quite a stir in the Canglan Academy.

Zheng Danchun thought in his heart, and an extremely cruel essence shot out of his eyes.

A teenager came slowly and stepped onto the decisive stage.

Yang Han.

Zheng Danchun.

Eyes collide!

A look of extreme cruelty.

There was only indifference in one gaze.

"It's going to start! I hope it's over in thirty moves. I'm paying three for one!"

"Yes, I also bought one to three!"

"Haha. You're doomed. ”

"How are you talking, cursing us!"

"Hey, hey. If you look carefully, the blood on Zheng Danchun's face is flashing, indicating that his qi and blood are sufficient. Do you know what kind of martial arts Zheng Danchun is cultivating?"

"What martial arts?"

"Huh. I don't even know this, you dare to buy odds of one to three. What a stupid person with a lot of money!"

"Say it quickly! Say it quickly! What kind of martial arts is Zheng Danchun practicing? ”

"I'm afraid you'll cry if you say it.

Zheng Danchun is cultivating the first-order low-grade martial art "Blood Fist"!

This "Blood Fist" comes with a set of fierce fist techniques, requiring cultivators to be able to turn blood into evil, and the more blood evil, the better.

Finally, with a bloody fist.

When facing the enemy, when the fists and feet of the two sides collide, their own blood rushes into the enemy's body, destroying the enemy's flesh and bones.

Zheng Danchun is a six-year-old student, and he doesn't really fight with people all year round, so the blood accumulated in his body is terrifying over time.

Breaking out today, how can Yang Han stop it!"

"Ahh

"Hey!"

"Miscalculated!"

Hearing this, many people sighed.

On the decisive stage, the cold wind was bleak.

"Click!"

Zheng Danchun let go of his arms and clenched his knuckles.

He took a step forward and said with a sneer:

"Yang Han, kneel down!

Kowtow to me!

Perhaps, I will give you a chance to be a new person. ”

Yang Han licked the corners of his mouth and burst into a smile, but there was a hint of hideousness in his smile.

"Zheng Danchun, I see the blood flashing on your forehead, I'm afraid there will be a blood disaster.

It's better to kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat.

Then get off the final stage, and I'll tell you how to solve it!"

Yang Han, can you speak!

Fuck the bloody disaster, you know a fart, Lao Tzu This is a sign of the success of "Blood Fist"!

Suffer death!

Zheng Danchun flipped his hand, and a blood-colored fruit the size of an egg appeared in his palm.

The blood-colored fruit was carved like a ruby, and there was a layer of crimson blood mist on the surface that flowed slowly, flashing with an alluring luster.

Scarlet Fruit - Blood Fruit!

This is not a simple Blood Fruit, but a specially refined Blood Fruit. It's equivalent to a blood elixir!

As soon as the Blood Demon Fruit appeared, an extremely rich blood qi permeated the decisive battle table.

"Whoa!

Zheng Danchun did not hesitate, and directly swallowed the blood demon fruit in one gulp, chewed and swallowed.

He wants to use the strongest posture to crush Yang Han.

The scene of Zheng Danchun swallowing the bloody fruit made many people can't help but swallow their saliva.

"Damn, the Gentlemen's League is really willing, and a blood fruit is gone. ”

""Blood Fist" cooperates with the Blood Devil Fruit! And this kind of operation! Damn! The Gentlemen's League still has to be shameless!"

"Damn, my three Ning Zhen Pills!

As soon as the bloody fruit came out, except for the Gentlemen's League and a few people, there was a lot of scolding around.

......"Snort!"

After Zheng Danchun swallowed the Blood Devil Fruit, in an instant, blood rays shot out from his pores.

"Puffy Puffy! Puffy Puffy ......"

Streams of blood were like fireworks, shooting out only within the range of the decisive battle.

After the blood rays reached a certain distance, they exploded under Zheng Danchun's control, turning into a thick blood mist.

The blood mist is connected.

In the blink of an eye, the entire decisive battle platform was shrouded in a thick blood mist.

Yang Han and Zheng Danchun were both swallowed by the blood mist.

The boundary of the decisive battle table is like a line of life and death!

The decisive battle is inside the stage.

Life and death in the abyss of blood mist are unpredictable!

The decisive battle is off the stage.

Lang Lang Qiankun is clear!

"It's terrifying! What a strange fog this is, even from a distance, I feel a wave of horror. ”

"Bloody mist!"

Zheng Danchun swallowed a Blood Demon Fruit, plus his own cultivation was the "Blood Demon Fist", and he directly condensed a cloud of Blood Demon Mist that was so large that it could envelop the entire decisive battle platform!

The bloody mist is no small feat!

It's completely insulated from all inductions!

When Wu Xiu fell into it, it was almost like a mortal walking into a thick fog, or even more so!"

"Ah, isn't Yang Han bound to be defeated!"

"There is no doubt that it will be defeated? The Gentlemen's League has always been ruthless in doing things, and Yang Han is afraid that it is not just as simple as defeating. ”

A thick bloody mist obscured all view.

Liu Rou's heart trembled slightly.

Although Liu Rou knew it in her heart, she still didn't move, and couldn't help but stare at the bloody mist.

Worried! Anxious!

Liu Rou's gaze was like a dagger, stabbing fiercely into the bloody mist, as if it was about to penetrate into it.

It's a pity that it's just a futile effort!

Bloody mist, so powerful!

The sounds of discussion around him came into Xu Liang's ears, and his face turned as white as paper.

Senior Brother Yang Han, you must not have anything to do!

"Damn, Night Frost, you're amazing!"

Moto-woong cursed.

The bloody mist shrouded the entire decisive platform, and Yang Han could only avoid the bloody mist by jumping out of the decisive platform.

And once he jumped out of the decisive battle, Yang Han was undoubtedly defeated!

Now, although Yang Han and Zheng Danchun are both devoured by the bloody mist, they have completely different differences.

The Blood Demon Mist was completely created by Zheng Danchun after devouring the Blood Demon Fruit!

Zheng Danchun practiced "Blood Demon Fist" again, Zheng Danchun and the Blood Demon Mist are perfectly integrated, and he is the absolute master!

Yang Han was blind in both eyes and lost all senses.

There is only the fate of being slaughtered!

In the bloody mist.

"Yang Han, do you know what this is?"

Zheng Danchun's voice echoed in the bloody mist, but it couldn't penetrate it.

He was extremely confident, so he was willing to answer Yang Han's questions.

He wants to taste the pleasure of abusing the new champion!

"What is this?"

Yang Han asked indifferently.

The bloody mist formed so quickly that the discussion around the arena could not reach his ears at all. Therefore, Yang Han didn't know the magic of the bloody mist.

Zheng Danchun laughed unscrupulously.

The source of laughter kept changing around Yang Han.

After a long time, Zheng Danchun stopped laughing and said coldly:

"It's a bloody mist!

It's like an enchantment!

Unless it is forcibly broken, no one will know what is going on inside.

Yang Han, rest assured.

I won't kill you, I'll abolish your dantian. Then, crush your wrists and ankles, let you kneel at my feet like a puddle of mud, and take the initiative to kowtow and admit your mistakes!

Ha ha. Let this year's freshman become a wasted person!

Yang Han, what do you think?"

Zheng Danchun's words fell, and there was a silence in the bloody mist.

Zheng Danchun is very patient.

He wanted to appreciate Yang Han's panicked every expression!

A moment later, Yang Han's voice came.

"Oh. Is that so?

People on the outside really don't know what's going on here?"

Yang Han licked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes became sharp.

It's no wonder that as soon as the bloody mist appeared, he couldn't sense the changes in the outside world at all.

Even Zheng Danchun seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

It turns out that everything is like this.

Zheng Danchun was in a very good mood.

Easy, confident, proud, strategic, in control!

His voice sounded again, constantly changing sources, one after another.

"Of course!

Even Luo Ning, who is the number one on the heavenly list, can't see through the bloody mist!

So, no one can save you!

I'm the only one who rules everything!

Yang Han, kneel down and beg me!

Beg me to spare you!

Perhaps, I will really spare ......."

Burst!