Chapter 220: Win or Lose?

The battles are getting more and more exciting, and I also saw the super ultimate of terrain condensation. In the Black Prison Arena, seven or eight hundred thousand spectators held their breath and watched the battle below excitedly.

This is the first time that Han Yeyu has exposed his true strength in front of everyone, and what exposed him is just a little minion.

Ah send was blasted away by the earth qi of the cold night feather, and now the white tiger giant claw has been slaughtered again, ah send, can you stop it?

Cold Night Feather's claw is very fierce, if there is no protection of the formation, let this claw wreak havoc outside, it can blast dozens of miles of land apart.

Although Wang Huan was hit by the qi of the earth, the purple light in his body turned, and this small injury was completely recovered.

His eyes jumped sharply, and sixty-four soul thoughts instantly forced those earth qi to the palms, and above the palms, the thick earth qi condensed into two small mountains, and fought hard with that huge tiger claw!

"Boom!"

The palms and claws touched each other, and they actually blocked it.

Wang Huan's seemingly thin body actually blocked the tiger claws like the Optimus Pillar. A large area of purple light lit up in his body, and a vast force rushed out, forcing the tiger shadow back.

Han Yeyu looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, he had always thought that he was invincible in the Source Realm, but in front of him, he was just a kid who had controlled more than twenty Yuan Dan Dao rules, and there was still such a huge gap from the small consummation of the Source Realm, but he was able to fight with him.

The interest in Han Yeyu's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the earth also shattered a large area, and the ground hundreds of meters under his feet burst open, and above the white tiger phantom, a terrifying killing aura came out.

Wang Huan's body flew out and landed dozens of feet away from the battle, his expression was indifferent, and his clothes were fluttering.

"The trump card of the Black Prison Arena is really terrifying, it is not comparable to the ordinary Source Realm Small Perfection at all, and the combat power of the Cold Night Feather is enough to kill any Source Realm Small Perfection in seconds. ”

"But this kind of combat power, but can not quickly send this little-known ah to defeat, I feel that this Ah send talent is even stronger than Han Ye Yu, if he advances to the source realm of small consummation, Han Ye Yu may not be defeated. ”

"But now, Ah Shen has not reached the small consummation, so this battle should be won by Han Ye Yu. ”

Everyone expressed their opinions, and they had already admitted Ah Send's strength in their hearts, but in the same way, they were not optimistic about him, after all, Ah Send's had not yet reached the Source Realm Small Perfection, although, his combat power surpassed most Source Realm Small Perfections.

"It's time to finish!"

Han Yeyu calmly looked at the young man with a mask on the side, a terrifying killing aura rose on his body, his hands were clenched, his body overlapped with the white tiger condensed by the terrain, and the aura of Xiao Killing continued to roll, and then, his hands were rendered by a burst of murderous aura, and a white long sword appeared out of thin air.

A sword condensed by the aura of killing!

As soon as the white sword came out, the entire arena was shrouded in white light, and the dazzling light made everyone lose their vision, and they could only explore the situation inside with some perception.

The audience was blind, but more excited than ever.

Wang Huan squinted, knowing that the last moment of the Dao came to the last moment, and the killing qi filled the entire doutai, giving Wang Huan an unprecedented pressure, which was no less than facing a Yuan Dan realm powerhouse.

This kind of aura is even more terrifying than the sealing talisman that Wang Huan encountered, but Wang Huan still has a hole card - Zhentian Seal!

After sixty-four soul thoughts turned purple, he didn't know how much Wang Huan's Zhentian Seal had reached, but he had a strong confidence in his heart that his Zhentian Seal would definitely not lose to the other party's killing sword, and he might end up losing both, or he might end up together, of course, it was more likely that the other party would die.

With the Taixu Wheel Protector, Wang Huan thinks that he has a better chance of surviving.

However, at this moment, Wang Huan actually had a feeling of cherishing talents, which was very wonderful, when he used to read novels, he felt that that kind of pity was completely nonsense, but now, he actually became.

Wang Huan smiled slightly, and the voice said, "Han Yeyu, what do you think of me?"

Han Yeyu was obviously stunned for a moment, at this time, isn't it boring to ask this question, but he still replied: "It's a good opponent." ”

"Then do you want me to die?" Wang Huan still smiled.

"To be honest, I don't want to lose an opponent like you, but I need to win. Han Yeyu frowned slightly, and said with a complicated mood.

He has already won eighty-eight games, he needs to complete a hundred, and now, it is eighty-nine, and according to the previous agreement, he cannot lose, otherwise, all his efforts will be in vain.

Thinking of this, the reluctance in Han Yeyu's eyes was quickly abandoned, and it was once again rendered with murderous aura.

Under the mask, Wang Huan clearly saw the changes in the other party, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "That means you don't want to kill me?"

"You can think so, it's a pity that the sword has no eyes, of course, I know that you still have a hole card, I can feel its strength, and you are not a person who easily admits defeat. Han Yeyu said word by word.

"I'm really not one to throw in easily. ”

"Then let's fight!" Han Yeyu said without any hesitation, the light of the long sword in his hand was even worse, at this moment, the sword in his hand actually trembled, and he felt that he would lose a good opponent.

"No, I throw in the towel!"

"Why?"

"No, I don't think our battles should be in this position, talents like us should gallop the world, not for entertainment, in fact, we can be friends. Wang Huan cracked his mouth and smiled.

This kind of battle is indeed what he doesn't like, although victory can bring pleasure, but Wang Huan feels that this pleasure is not real, and even has a feeling of being persecuted, and the reason why he participated in this battle is indeed persecuted.

The two are communicating with each other, and people don't know what the two of them said, and they don't know that the two of them have had a conversation.

As soon as the killing breath came out, the terrifying aura, "Ahhh

However, soon, the thick murderous aura suddenly faded, and the entire doutai returned to its original state.

What's the situation?

I saw Ah Xiang, who was wearing a mask, raised his hands and said loudly: "I surrender!"

Surrender, what the fuck is this going to do?

Black arena, life and death fight, either dead or disabled, there is no combat power to surrender, now this is a good one, the limbs are sound, there is no sign of injury to surrender, isn't this nonsense?

However, there are also many people who feel that this choice is wise, in the face of such a terrifying killing atmosphere, knowing that it can't be stopped, but knowing that it is impossible to surrender in time, this is an act of self-preservation.

Of course, the rules of the black arena cannot be easily surrendered, and if you want to surrender, you have to agree to the opponent.

Moreover, to see the black fight, no blood, no return, this has almost become an iron law, although everyone knows that the choice of sending is very wise, but there are still many people who prefer to see the bloody scene, so some people began to shout: "Don't surrender, kill him, kill him." ”

The previous battle between the two was exciting, and if they suddenly stopped fighting, it would definitely be unacceptable.

But at this moment, Han Yeyu didn't pay attention to those shouting voices at all, he looked at the audience on the fighting platform calmly, and suddenly felt that Wang Huan was right, their battle should not be in this position, this is a place for entertainment, like animals in a cage, like a colosseum, ridiculous and funny.

Geniuses like them should gallop the world.

Before he met Wang Huan, Han Yeyu only thought about completing a hundred games is the goal, and then propping up the dantian and shaping the Yuan Dan, but his heart has actually gradually degenerated in this environment.

He enjoyed the audience in high spirits when he defeated his opponent, and enjoyed the crowd shouting wildly when they saw him appear. At that moment, he felt like a hero and felt like a fancier.

But now that I think about it, others just think of themselves as animals who only know how to fight, and if he wins, he will be cheered, and if he loses, he will be spurned, although he does not think that he will lose.

A feeling of shame suddenly came to his heart, and Han Yeyu's heart suddenly brightened, he should, he should go to revenge, his stage should be outside.

Thinking of this, a trace of gratitude flashed in Han Yeyu's eyes, and he bowed deeply to Wang Huan before he said to the referee's seat: "Drop the hammer." ”

The two sides agreed to end the fight, but the referee could only drop the hammer helplessly, and the battle ended.

Of course, in order to calm everyone's emotions, the Black Prison Arena had to arrange a fight between intermediate players.

Wang Huan didn't care about the specific arrangement of the black arena, and at this moment, he had retreated, leaving a free and easy back.

Damn, why did I soften my heart, I should have fought with him, my two million. Wang Huan muttered to himself as he walked back, for a while, he didn't feel like his own personality.

In the secret room, the four old men didn't expect this to be the situation, surrendered, the pride of the sky of the Phantom Sea Alliance actually surrendered, and his opponent actually agreed to surrender.

The four old men were stunned, and in the arch, Wang Huan had already walked out.

Facing the four old men, Wang Huan just bowed deeply and said, "I'm sorry, I lost." ”

Old Man Hai just smiled, stared at the old man with a little meaning, and then patted him on the shoulder and said, "No, we didn't lose." ”

Old man Hai's sentence that we didn't lose does not refer to the victory or defeat of the game, but that Wang Huan did not die.

From the beginning of this game, it was the strategy of the old man and others, until Wang Huan died, Wang Huan could come back alive, in the eyes of the old man Hai, this was a victory. If he died, he didn't know how to explain to Lao Nai, of course, through this battle, Old Man Hai found out that he still underestimated Wang Huan's strength.

"We'll see. The old man snorted, and threw his sleeves away.

The old man Qi smiled and left, and the old man of the most difficult battle glanced at Wang Huan with a little meaning, and gave him a thumbs up: "Don't worry, the old man is optimistic about you." ”

After the old man of the demon, the old man of Qi, and the old man of Zhan left, the old man Hai said, "Let's go too." ”