White Crane Tower, 36th floor, a luxurious room.

Zhao Han woke up from his meditation, only to feel that the spiritual power in his body was a little deeper, and when he looked up, he saw the young lady in the white dress sitting quietly in front of the window alone, looking through the window and looking at the outside world with relish.

Well, maybe this young lady slept too long before, so she doesn't want to waste any time now.

Zhao Han complained in his heart, silently carried some qi and blood, and his consciousness sank into the Purple Mansion, and he saw that the divine sea in the Purple Mansion was wanton, rippling, and the liquefied spiritual power was pure and clear, containing terrifying power.

"The next realm of the Divine Sea is the Fountain of Life, although I have made many improvements these days, there is still a long way to go from the Fountain of Life, and I must work harder. ”

"Knock knock!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, Zhao Han got up and opened the door, and saw Shan Weiyan standing at the door in a robe, after seeing Zhao Han, he nodded, his eyes crossed Zhao Han, and he retracted after clicking on the girl in the white dress like a sculpture, and whispered: "All the more than sixty forces participating in this competition for the three recommended places in this building have arrived." ”

"Alright, let's play, I can't wait. The spiritual power in Zhao Han's body gradually began to boil, and the war spirit in his chest was vigorous, and the forces participating in the three recommended places of the White Crane Tower this time added up to more than sixty, and the ones who could be sent would definitely not be mediocre hands, just to satisfy his desire to fight.

"This way. Shan Weijun nodded, and was about to say something, only to feel a flower in front of him, and the young lady in the white dress had already stuck behind Zhao Han at some point, her eyes were faint, and she fell on Shan Weiyan, making him shudder involuntarily.

Zhao Han snickered in his heart, and followed Shan Weiyan to the seventy-first floor with a happy mood.

At this time, the seventy-first floor has been completely renovated under the powerful financial resources of the White Crane Tower, and the damage after the previous day's battle can no longer be seen.

On the platform of the god of war in the center of the floor, a huge iron cage stands on the high platform, and around the iron cage, surrounded by some extremely powerful people, the men are extraordinary, the women are beautiful, they are talking and laughing, as if they are participating in a grand event.

"It's still quite strong, at least much stronger than those on Blood Shark Island. After Zhao Han and the girl in the white dress sat down, they squinted their eyes and looked around, secretly vigilant in their hearts.

Although these men and women are smiling and smiling on the surface, in fact, they are all surrounded by spiritual power, and they are obviously wary of each other, just maintaining the harmony on the surface.

The qi that leaked from them, Zhao Han clearly felt the fluctuations of spiritual power that belonged to a large group of spiritual power that belonged to the peak level of the truth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since everyone has arrived, the old man will not delay, this meeting is for the three White Bird Club in this building to recommend the quota, and the final winner will get the opportunity to subdue the demon beast White Bird. ”

Shan Weiyan opened his mouth, and his clear voice instantly overwhelmed the audience, and the Baodan-level breath instantly made all the noise in the field disappear completely.

Seeing that these people with extraordinary backgrounds were quiet at the moment to listen to what they said, Shan Weiyan nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "The arrangement of this martial arts meeting will first be decided by everyone by drawing lots, and the winner will enter the next round, until the last three people will be decided, and the three recommended places for participating in the White Bird Club in this building will be obtained. ”

As soon as Shan Weiyan's words fell, the entire seventy-first layer was like an exploding pot, and the representatives of the various forces who had been temporarily suppressed by the strength of Shan Weiyan's Baodan Realm could no longer control it at this moment, and there were many discussions.

"It's not fair!" said a burly man with a majestic figure standing up first, and said angrily.

"Yes, yes, some people are weak, some people are strong, in case some people are lucky and keep picking the weak one, wouldn't it be cheaper for him in the end?"

"Yes, those strong ones are lucky enough to be drawn in advance, and the two will compete with each other, and in the end the fisherman will benefit!"

Representatives of the forces stood up one after another and expressed doubts about the White Crane Tower's approach, obviously they all thought that their strength was not weak, if the luck of the lottery was not good, and they won each other, wouldn't it be cheaper for other forces.

All of a sudden, the entire seventy-one floors were "buzzing", each saying its own thing, and the noise made people's heads hurt.

"Quiet!"

Shan Weiyan's eyes widened, his gaze swept across the audience like electricity, and waves of momentum belonging to the Baodan Realm Martial Artists emanated, crushing the audience, making the originally noisy seventy-one layer quiet with a snap of his fingers.

"What is the noise, what is there to be noisy, all blame luck? In the final analysis, it's not that you don't have enough confidence in yourself, if you are strong enough to push the whole field, how can you care about luck or not?"

Zhao Han raised his eyebrows, feeling that Shan Weiyan's words were very appropriate, in his concept, although luck is very important, it is not that he can control it, but his own strength can be autonomous, as long as his own strength can overwhelm the audience, the recommended quota of the White Bird Club is not in the bag?

What's more, there are only three recommended places in the White Crane Tower, and the representatives of these forces in the field are all opponents, and if they are offended, they will be offended, it is not a big deal.

So, just when everyone dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, Zhao Han stood up to share the firepower for Shan Weiyan: "That's right, you scum are hypocritical, don't come to grab it if you don't have that ability, there must be one of the recommended places in the White Bird Club that belongs to me!"

The forces of all parties that came to compete for the demon beast white bird were not general, they were afraid of the White Crane Tower, and they did not dare to scold Shan Weiyan because of the white crane behind Shan Weiyan, but who is this kid in front of him? What is his background? What is the force? Who dares to laugh at the group? It's really impatient!

One after another, a powerful aura rose up, and the spiritual power was surging, setting off a strange wind on the ground, blowing Zhao Han's robe and hunting.

That's all there is to it?

Zhao Han's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his gaze swept over the representatives of the surrounding forces, full of provocation.

Shan Weiyan's face was calm and silent, as if he hadn't seen the scene in front of him, but from the corners of his faintly beating eyes, it could be seen that he was definitely not calm in his heart.

People who can stand up under the momentum of that adult, how can these local chickens and dogs be humiliated, some people have been sitting in the well and watching the sky for a long time, probably thinking that the world is this small place in front of them!

In the field, after Zhao Hanqiang came out, there was already a vacancy around him, and the rising momentum continued to rise, faintly isolating him from the surroundings.

"Huh!"

Zhao Han sighed twice, shook his head, and the qi and blood in his body suddenly exploded, like a mountain torrent, and like a waterfall reversed, scorching hot, almost igniting the air, and the breath squeezed around was rushed by this scorching masculine blood, like a glacier melting and disintegrating.

Since this kid is strong, let him taste our real power!

Some of the martial artists who were close to each other glanced at each other, their foreheads suddenly shone, their divine light was shining, and the momentum that was originally destroyed by Zhao Han's blood and qi gradually stabilized, becoming more solidified and thick, and intentionally or unintentionally connected together, like a mountain, towards Zhao Han.

The number of these martial artists is more than 100, and their cultivation is above the True Realm, and there are even a few whose aura is not inferior to Shan Weiyan, obviously their cultivation has reached a more advanced Baodan realm, but for the sake of face, it is not good to shoot directly at Zhao Han, and they are only staring at Zhao Han from the sidelines, wanting to disrupt Zhao Han's mood.

"Cut, it's just a few Baodan Realms, and you still want to use your power to suppress people and cause psychological pressure on me?

Zhao Han sneered in his heart, sneering at what those few Baodan Realm Martial Artists had done, facing the momentum of more than a hundred True Realm Martial Artists in a row, he was fearless, after the outbreak of qi and blood, the Purple Mansion Divine Sea also set off monstrous waves, the turbulent spiritual power waves converged into mountains and mountains, roaring upward, and the majestic and heavy aura rushed out unscrupulously, confronting the oppressive momentum head-on!

This kid really doesn't know whether he lives or dies, and he dares to fight against a hundred, even if it's just a momentum competition, he has to suffer enough!

The representatives of the other forces in the field were intent on making Zhao Han look ugly at this moment, making him lose face, and at the same time, they also wanted to let Baihelou see their combined strength.

It's just that these people's wishful thinking was wrong after all, they thought they had picked a soft persimmon, but they didn't expect to kick the iron plate.

Facing the momentum of more than 100 real-level martial artists, Zhao Han was not afraid, his head was held higher, and the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body became more and more amazing.

I saw him under the pressure of the heavy momentum, with a smile on his face, and walked towards the iron cage on the central platform step by step.

Under the squeeze of their momentum, they are not weaker than carrying a small mountain, but Zhao Han, a young life martial artist of the True Divine Sea Realm, walks without blushing and breathless, this is simply subverting the common sense of others in the field!

How is this possible? Is this kid really just a martial artist in the True Realm? Or is he an old monster pretending to be tender to bully everyone?

Just when the martial artists were puzzled, Zhao Han had already walked to the iron cage, smiled at Shan Weiyan, and stepped in one step, and at the same time, his voice full of provocation resounded throughout the audience:

"Since you're worried about this and that, then I'll come and play a big game with you, you can come as long as you can beat me, I'll quit this competition, if you all lose in the end, the recommended places of this White Bird Club will be allocated by me, how about it?"

"Arrogance!"

"I really don't know whether to live or die!"

"Who is this kid, he dares to sweep the audience with wild words, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

When the other martial artists around the cage heard this, they all scolded, filled with righteous indignation, obviously Zhao Han's words gave them great stimulation, and they couldn't wait to jump into the cage and hammer Zhao Han hard.

Of course, there are also a few people with flexible minds who originally saw Zhao Han moving forward against the momentum of everyone and their faces changed greatly, but at this moment, they were all relieved to see Zhao Han die by himself.