At this moment, everyone's eyes were drawn to the highest point of the purple stand.

Originally, it was not the highest place, but the highest place belonged to the king of the temple and the children and grandchildren of the king of the temple.

However, the king of the palace and the children and grandchildren of the king of the palace did not seem to be interested in the first round of assessment, so they did not show up, so the original second-floor private room became the highest place on the purple stand now.

The private room where the sound came from was in the center of this floor.

"It's the commander of the soldiers!"

"Oh my God, the Great Commander actually approved Han Jing's challenge!"

"What the hell is going on?"

It turned out that the voice was indeed issued by the commander of the Thousand Illusion Palace, majestic and unquestionable!

So countless people present were shocked: why did the Great Secretary of the Military Division agree to Han Jing's ridiculous, arrogant, stupid and domineering challenge?

Some people were not shocked, but showed a strange look.

For example, the old man who is known as the first military god of the Thousand Illusions Palace, but can only sit on the white stands, is called the invincible old man. At this moment, he looked at the private room of the great priest with a strange look.

If you really need to describe his look and eyes, it can probably be summed up as war, expectation, unwillingness and some kind of vague hatred!

What happened between him and the chief commander of the military division?

Nobody knows!

However, the commander of the military division has really granted Han Jing's challenge, and since this is the case, there is no one here to oppose Han Jing's challenge, and thus no one can stop or take the opportunity to continue to make things difficult and punish Han Jing.

So Han Jing stood there proudly, standing in the place where any martial artist had to pass if he wanted to step on the arena, waiting.

"Okay, Your Excellency is the commander of the military division to allow Han Jing's challenge!"

In desperation, Sun Zi raised his head and looked at some of his henchmen, and shouted loudly: "You, who will fight?"

......

Bianxing is a remote continent;

The Xuanjian Sect is only a sect on this continent that has been determined to be declining;

In addition, Han Jing is only in his early twenties after all, in this context, what kind of strength can he have at such an age?

As a result, many martial artists who were about to participate in the first round of the assessment were eager to try, trying to defeat this kid and help themselves obtain the merit of maintaining the glory of the ancestor.

But there are also many martial artists who don't see it this way, especially those who are not weak in their own strength or have calm elders around them, they all see the clue - Han Jing just forcibly withstood the coercion of His Excellency Sun Zi, even if Sun Zi did not have all his strength at that time, it is enough to show that Han Jing's strength is not weak, or there are some strange magic weapons on his body!

Such a kid doesn't seem to be an ant that anyone can pinch to death at will!

As a result, these elders secretly blocked the idea of their respective martial artists from going to war, and they just waited.

As for them, or others, waiting, it didn't take long!

"Disciple of the Iron Sword Sect in the Lower Panta Star, Peng Lianguo, ask Your Excellency for advice!"

Someone came, and it was one of the martial artists who had been hinted at by Sun Zi just now.

At this moment, the figure fell in the center of the arena in a flash, and this guy had a posture of "waiting for you to fight".

Seeing that it was this person, Gu Aoxue on the cyan stand clenched her hands, her heart was already full of sweat, and she said: "Uncle Shi, this person's identity is only a messenger under Sun Lin, but his strength is absolutely extremely strong, he once killed a team of seven or eight hundred people of the demon clan with the power of one person, including many demon warriors in the Star Gathering Realm!"

Oh?

Hearing this, Han Jing had already swept away his heavenly sense and looked at this opponent who seemed to be in his fifties but was actually nearly two hundred years old—the peak of the Eight Realms of the Gathering Star Realm!

Hehe, as soon as you come, you plan to directly bomb Han Jing to a fiasco?

With a faint smile, Han Jing returned to the arena step by step, clenching his fists slightly: "In the lower Han ......"

"That name is not something you can shout!"

Unexpectedly, without waiting for Han Jing to report his name according to the rules, Peng Lianguo had already stepped on it, and there was a burst of flying sand and rocks in the arena, and his figure was like lightning towards Han Jing.

This time, I saw that his long sword was pointed directly at Han Jing, and the blade of the sword was like a substance, turning into an iron sword of about ten zhang, breaking a crimson spatial rule, and blasting straight at Han Jing with an overwhelming killing intent!

"He didn't retain any strength!" and was full of murderous ......" Feeling this power, Han Jingjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "He really ...... You're going to kill me!"

Killing machine, killing intent, really want to kill!

In this way, you are the enemy, the real enemy of life and death!

After confirming this, a cold light flashed in Han Jing's eyes, one hand was still behind his back, and the other hand had already begun to draw a strange and brilliant pattern in front of him.

The pattern has the pattern of a dragon and the pattern of thunder, and it is composed of blood and black, and it burns when it appears.

Seeing this scene, some of the hundred star envoys and the strongest people in the white stands were taken aback, and some even stood up suddenly.

"This is the realm?"

"He actually has the power of the realm?"

"Minefield?"

Even if he was undefeated, after retracting his gaze from the private room of the great priest at this moment, he looked at Han Jing and nodded.

At this point, it was some kind of approval from him, it was recognition, although it was unexpected, but he really nodded.

As for the central position of the venue, Peng Lianguo didn't seem to see the power of Han Jing's domain and had continued to move forward.

Bang......

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

From Peng Lianguo's undeclared war and sudden cold hand, until a loud bang broke out, it was actually only less than a breath of time.

And in a breath of time, iron and thunder met!

The huge and domineering-looking iron sword only touched the small thunderfield arranged by Han Jing's fingers, and Peng Lianguo's misfortune and tragedy were already doomed.

Iron......

Conductive!

Thunder......

It's electricity itself!

So the power of the iron sword instantly merged into the thunder domain, and the iron sword also turned into the best medium, and sent a qiē impact and destruction to Peng Lianguo.

"Ah......h

With a miserable scream, before the shadow of the iron sword could dissipate, Peng Lianguo's body rushed out of the arena like an upside-down meteor.

Along the way, the electric light flashed extremely gorgeously, and the sound of firecrackers was still ......

With the sound of firecrackers exploding from these electric lights, there was a dead silence all around.

One breath, two breaths......

Peng Lianguo fell to the ground!

Three, four, five......

After five breaths, there was a loud sound.

"Defeated the martial artist of the Eight Realms of Gathering Stars with one blow, what kind of strength is he?"

"What did he do in that moment? What is that pattern, the pattern on the tip of his finger?"

"Is he really a kid in his early twenties?"

"It's not true......"

In all kinds of exclamations and angry scoldings, Han Jing's white shirt flew up, and he had already turned his head and looked at the stands around him: "Next, who dares to fight?"

Thundered......

What he just said was - who is going to fight?

Now, it's "who dares to fight"!