After the roll call, Han Chuang and Lin Raccoon stepped into the ring.

Walking from the left and right, boarding the same ring, the ring is ten zhang square, the ground is white and dustless, before that, empty, after the two people walk on the stage, they stand on the left and right, shaking each other.

Han Chuang and Lin Raccoon were far away from each other, with playful smiles and complicated looks, confident bodies and trembling, two completely different states.

Han Chuang only felt that the world was so small, but he didn't expect that a joke at that time could come true at this moment: he really met Lin Raccoon in the first game of the ring match, the man who once made him hate to the bone, but now he has no feelings for him.

Han Chuang said: "I didn't expect to really meet you in the first game, I don't know if it's luck or misfortune." ”

Lin Raccoon said: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect you to make such rapid progress." ”

Han Chuang wiped the spine of the Deep Sea Ironwood Sword, as if he were caressing his satin-smooth skin.

"Do you regret it?" he said, "If you are more daring and come with Lin Da and Lin Er, I may be the one who will die." ”

Lin Raccoon bit his lip tightly, as if to make his lips disappear without a trace.

"The thing I regret the most is that I killed you when I wasn't in the Martial Pavilion and gave you time to breathe. He said, his eyes vicious.

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Really? Do you think so?" Shaking his head, he said, "You can't kill me, you couldn't in the past, and you can't now." ”

Lin Raccoon looked at Han Chuang's light smile and clenched his fists.

No one wants to be eliminated at the last moment of the outer door competition, even if Lin Raccoon understands that the difference in strength between the two is too big, even if he understands that the other party is like a vulture hovering in the bright blue sky, waiting to peck at his corpse.

He's not dead yet.

He also wanted to eat the eagle.

As long as he hasn't lost, there is a chance of victory, even if

- This may be so slim and unrealistic.

When he saw the competition between Han Chuang and Tie Jian Bai, he knew that he still had a glimmer of life, just a glimmer of life, but it was enough, and he was confident that a glimmer of life was enough.

Feeling the light of the yin owl shooting from those eyes, Han Chuang smiled disapprovingly. People are always like this, they have to struggle, they want to win, they misestimate their abilities.

"Make a move, or you won't stand a chance. He said lightly, in a calm and cold tone, as if facing a stranger.

Lin Raccoon lowered his head and eyes, as if he was gathering momentum, but the next moment, he suddenly moved, and his body burst out like lightning.

The martial soul golden racvet is characterized by its extremely fast speed and strong explosiveness, and it is also the only chance for Lin Raccoon Dog. Compared to Tie Jian Bai, who was killed by Han Chuang in the ring of life and death, his only advantage was speed, extremely fast speed, so fast that his shadow still remained in the air, and he had already moved.

If you want to think that Lin Raccoon only has speed, it would be wrong, the speed of the explosion produces power, and the attack at that moment will not be weaker than the iron arm white, or even stronger, so strong that it breaks through the limit of the Great Perfection of Replenishment.

With one move, his hands turned into a bone jade-like white, and under the reflection of the light, a silver-white light bloomed, which was Lin Raccoon's strongest martial art - the bone jade hand.

Practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, he has already practiced his own pair of fleshy palms like steel and iron, although the bone jade hand is only a yellow-level mid-level martial art, which is much inferior to the broken empty knife of the iron arm white, but it is the most suitable martial art for Lin Raccoon.

In his opinion, the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken, as long as it is fast to a limit, any martial arts is a killer move, and all he needs is to let his body adapt to this speed.

The Bone Jade Hand is precisely a martial art for tempering the body, and Lin Raccoon Dog chose it much more skillfully than Iron Arm Bai chose the Broken Empty Knife that was not suitable for his martial soul.

The palm of his hand was close, one step away from Han Chuang's chest, and a fierce light flashed in Lin Raccoon's eyes.

He was excited,

Extremely excited,

As long as he thought that these fleshy palms were about to pass through his opponent's chest, he was inexplicably excited.

This move is ferocious, putting people to death, the ring competition can't put people to death, but everyone has a time to miss, isn't it? A fallen genius is not a genius, and an ordinary person who kills a genius will become a new genius.

The blood was boiling, as if his breath was also heavy, Lin Raccoon's palm was only half an inch away from Han Chuang's chest, and he clearly felt the temperature of his opponent's chest.

Warm, but quickly turns cold.

The palm of his hand was attached to Han Chuang's chest, feeling the bullying in his chest, Lin Raccoon laughed, laughing crazy and ferocious.

At this moment, he saw Han Chuang's smile, which was sarcastic and cold.

The next moment, the sword was unsheathed,

The next moment, the sword flashed.

"Ahh

A howl of pain pierced the sky, blood splashed, and a pair of severed fleshy palms flew in the air, "fluttering", and fell on top of the ring, and Lin Raccoon's hand was cut off along the wrist.

"You, you're so ruthless!" he held the severed hand that was gushing like a spring of blood, staring at Han Chuang deadly, the resentment in his eyes was like a flood bursting the embankment, gushing endlessly. His whole body of kung fu is all in the palm of his hand, and now the palm of his hand has been cut off by Han Chuang, even if he can connect it in the end, he will no longer have the same strength as before.

He was deposed, completely.

He hates.

The hatred is monstrous.

The monstrous hatred made him forget that Han Chuang had left his hand on him, and that unstoppable sword could not only cut off his palm, but also his neck.

Han Chuang looked at the resentful eyes as if he were nothing, wiped the blood from the sword, put the sword back into its sheath, and walked lazily out of the ring. For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him, resentful, dissatisfied, complicated, and frightened.

So what?

Heng Mei coldly pointed at Qianfu!

Han Chuang ignored these people's gazes at all, walked straight back to his position, closed his eyes slightly, and pretended to sleep.

On the rostrum

Lu Bo snorted coldly and said, "This son is vicious. ”

Although the outer door competition is not taboo to be disabled, most of the competitions are stopped, after all, everyone is a senior brother, there is no need to get to the point of not dying, but Han Chuang cut off the opponent's palm as soon as he came up, if he was forced to do so, it would be forgotten, but he obviously had the ability to stop at the point, he could only say that he did it intentionally, and he intended to use thunder means to deter everyone.

Although this thunderous style shocked most people, it also made Lu Bohan dissatisfied.

Yue Chonglou also said on the side: "I said, this son is quite scheming, I heard that Lin Raccoon had a conflict with him, but I didn't expect him to use the outer door to compare and declare personal vendettas; ”

These words were said lightly, like a casual sentence, but it made Liu Hengbo's heart bulge, but as Han Chuang's master, it was inconvenient for him to speak at this time, so he could only look at Lu Bohan quietly.

Lu Bohan twisted his three-foot long beard in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said: "Forget it, rules are rules, they can't be broken, as long as he doesn't kill people, it's inconvenient for us to make a sound." ”

Saying this, he vetoed Yue Chonglou's proposal, but Liu Hengbo did not have the slightest smile on his face, he knew that his apprentice had already been labeled as ruthless in the Lu Bohan Center.

It is obviously not a pleasant thing to be targeted by the elders who are in charge of the criminal law.

Liu Hengbo sighed secretly, and said in his heart: "Chuang'er, Chuang'er, why can't you restrain a little?" He didn't know that Han Chuang had already restrained a lot, if it weren't for the conversation with Liu Qingfu, which made him restrain some murderous intentions, Lin Raccoon was already a corpse at this moment.

The ring match did not stop because of this episode, and it was still carried out in an orderly manner, but most of the martial artists who were not strong were a little timid.

Also, with the experience of Lin Raccoon, who is still just rushing and fighting, and the strength is not good, most of them take the lead in stabilizing the word, support a dozen moves, so that the face will not be unbearable, and then directly admit defeat.

Although it was the same loss, it was better than missing arms and legs, and for a while, there was less tension in the ring and it became more enjoyable.

But some people naturally hate having fun.

Helian Mo defeated his opponent and walked out of the ring without a smile.

"Damn it, it's a tortoise shell!"

Han Chuang and Lin Ping both smiled slightly when they heard this.

It is also considered that Helianmo was unlucky, he met a martial artist who was good at defense, although the attack of the eighteenth style of the iron wall was weak, but the defense was more than enough, and with the martial soul of the iron wall turtle, it was not easy for Helianmo to directly break this defense;

Seeing that the opponent was really far away, Helian Mo was thinking about how to teach the opponent a hard lesson after breaking the turtle shell, and the opponent jumped out of the ring with an arrow

- Throw in the towel.

Okay, if you admit defeat, just admit defeat, but I also added: "I'm not your opponent, I won't play with you." ”

The seven orifices of Helian Mo's anger were smoking, but he had already stepped down, and his mouth was still shouting: "This guy, like a turtle, don't say anything, I have been playing for a long time in vain, and people are watching as monkeys." ”

Han Chuang and Lin Ping glanced at each other, and saw the smile in each other's eyes; that's right, this turtle shell is really annoying, Helian Mo's explanation not only wasted the true yuan, but also made people see some moves, which really outweighed the losses, but what really made him angry was that the other party jumped out of the ring.

You said that if you want to admit defeat, you should admit defeat as soon as possible, so what else are we going to do?

Of course, the competition has passed, the result is good, everything is fine.

As the ring continued, the air suddenly became heavy.

Xue Muyang, a boxing bully who had not appeared in the previous three trials, stepped into the ring, Han Chuang's eyes flashed, and he said secretly: What a wonderful person.

He hadn't seen Xue Muyang, he only heard the name of the boxer, he thought he was a man with five big and three rough, but he didn't expect it to be a turbid son. With a white jade-like face, a nose as high as marble, and a pair of bright Danfeng eyes, he still has a smile on his face when facing his opponent.

And his opponent, as soon as he saw the boxer on stage, immediately surrendered and admitted defeat, he didn't make a single move, and he won the victory, Helian Mo couldn't help but muttered again: "Damn! Why don't you stalk him, is it because he is handsome?"

When Han Chuang heard this, he smiled and said: "Your opponent is a turtle shell, which can naturally block you from being undefeated in dozens of moves, but this Xue Muyang's opponent is using a sword, judging by his sharp temperament, he can only put it but not accept it, he must be a swordsman who attacks the main attack, he can't be sharp, this kind of person will either solve the opponent with a few swords, or be solved, he knows that he is not as good as Xue Muyang, and it is reasonable to admit defeat." ”

Although Helian Mo felt that what Han Chuang said made some sense, he still said indignantly: "Why don't I have such good luck." ”

Han Chuang glanced at him and said, "This is not luck, if you come to power, the swordsman will have to do something with you, this is the might; ”

He sighed secretly, the first round of heavy hands on Lin Raccoon was not a kind of power, you must know that the opponent after that is very strong, Zhenyuan can use less, that is, use less.

Helian Mo heard this, like a frosted eggplant, and said wistfully: "The shadow of a man, the bark of a tree, I am the one without a shadow and no skin, so it is destined to be difficult——"

He raised his head slightly, looked up at the sky, and had the temperament of a poet, but the next sentence destroyed the hard-won temperament of a poet:

"Damn, why are all the four opponents in my group the eighth?"

Han Chuang laughed, the four opponents in Helian Mo's group were actually the four famous Xuangui brothers from the outer gate, all four of them were Xuangui martial spirits, and they all practiced the Eighteenth Style of the Iron Wall, and the True Yuan Difference Martial Arts, such four opponents could be said to be the most difficult follow-up in the group stage.

Lin Ping pursed his lips slightly, and a sentence popped out of his mouth: "The temple demon is windy, and the pool is shallow." ”

Even Helian Mo couldn't hold it back, and laughed: "Yes, Chi Qian Wang Baduo!"