Chapter 1332: The Dust Has Settled!

The next games are basically irrelevant, whether it is for Han Chen or others. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After defeating King Xiao Long, Han Chen had already reached the top, and no one in the academy would be his opponent.

The competition with Huangchen was in the third round in the afternoon.

"Let me feel your swordsmanship forbidden area!"

He was still haunted by Xiao Longwang's hidden strength, and it was even more incomprehensible that Han Chen was able to defeat Xiao Longwang.

He wanted to feel that power, a power that could be called a forbidden area.

"Good!"

Han Chen nodded, there was no extra nonsense, the two swords were in his hands, and a mysterious aura suddenly emanated from him.

The two fought, and a trace of doubt suddenly rose in Han Chen's heart, compared to Xiao Longwang, Huang Chen's strength was not a little bit worse.

But then I thought about it, and I was relieved.

Xiao Longwang's strength is so strong because of the "Five Dragons Chaos Heavenly Gong", even if he doesn't use this secret method, he is much better than Huangchen, not to mention the strength after using the secret method?

Han Chen was able to defeat the Xiao Dragon King who had cast the secret method, and then face the phoenix dust, it was inevitable that he would feel like this.

Compared to Han Chen, Huangchen was in pain.

Although Han Chen no longer had a sword pill to improve his strength at this time, the five-star Sword Emperor's peak realm of both internal and external cultivation, coupled with the forbidden area of swordsmanship, was still strong and difficult to resist.

His strength was not as good as that of Xiao Long King, and in the face of the sword style that slashed from all directions like lightning, he was very reluctant, and this was still the case when he used the fast sword intent to the limit.

barely survived a hundred moves, Huang Chen gritted his teeth and retreated.

"Don't fight, I'm not your opponent!" Huang Chen gasped and shook his head.

Smell the sound. Han Chen dispelled the idea of continuing the pursuit, nodded, and put away his twin swords.

Looking at the two people who stepped down from the stage, none of the people watching the battle around felt strange.

Huangchen's strength is inferior to Han Chen, this is obvious. After all, even King Xiao Dragon was defeated, and there was no point in continuing to hold on.

The next game continued, but many people had lost the heart to continue watching.

Finally, after the hard work, the last game is over.

At this point, the Eight Courtyards Competition is over!

It lasted more than a month, from the big competition of the branch to the gathering of the eight academies to compete. There is the arrogance of the veteran brother and the flamboyance of the newcomer's dark horse, which is needless to say.

But among them, the most amazing thing is still the rise of Han Chen.

After entering the academy for half a year, his strength soared, defeating Su Murong from Zhentian Courtyard and ascending to the chief position. After that, the eight houses gathered. Won all the way and became the first person in the Four Heavenly Courtyard. and then challenged many young geniuses and chief powerhouses of the Sixiang Academy.

There was no defeat, and finally he fought against Xiao Longwang in one fell swoop, defeated him in one fell swoop, and established himself as the first chief of the Eight Academies.

When you think about it, it's a legend!

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The remnant sun shone obliquely, and the sky was reflected in a large area of burning clouds. It's already dusk.

The old man of Qingzhu went on a martial arts stage, looked around, didn't need any sound, and the surroundings quickly quieted down, but only two or three breaths. All sounds died away, and there was silence.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate all of you on surviving these nearly two months of hardship, but remember that this will be your most valuable asset!"

The voice of the old man Qingzhu was still loud, and it clearly reached everyone's ears. The words are meaningful, but they are full of truth.

No one dared to make a sound, they all listened attentively, and the next thing was the point.

Sure enough, after a slight pause, the old man Qingzhu said loudly again: "Today's big competition is over, and the top 100 rankings of the Eight Academies have been calculated, and those who are read out of their names will come to the stage to receive the reward!"

The voice fell, and the old man Qingzhu flicked his fingers and took out a roster from the empty ring.

Looking at this roster, the eyes of everyone in the audience suddenly became hot, even Han Chen could no longer continue to remain calm, and his breathing became slightly short.

He needed Bodhi Xuanhuang Root to recover Guiguzi's injury, and he was originally satisfied with just planning to hit the top three, but he never thought that now he had directly ascended to the first chief position.

Not only is Bodhi Xuanhuang Root expected, but many other rich rewards are all in hand.

At this time, the rewards are distributed, and if you want to say that you are not excited, it is absolutely fake.

"The hundredth, Zhao Gongming, come to the stage!"

The voice of the old man Qingzhu sounded, and then there was a sound of breaking the air, and a young man jumped on the martial platform in a dashing manner, kneeling down on one knee in front of the old man Qingzhu.

"The disciple is here!"

This is a disciple of the Xuanwu Academy, and the ranking is not low, and he is the seventh ranked powerhouse in the Xuanwu Academy.

"It's your reward!"

The old man Qingzhu nodded lightly, flicked his fingers, took out a medium-grade empty ring from his empty ring, and said slowly.

The young man respectfully turned out to be empty, and couldn't help but sink his mind into it, and looked at it slightly.

After only a few breaths, his mind retreated, his face full of red light, and he was extremely excited.

"Thank you, Elder!"

The old man Qingzhu smiled faintly, "This is what you deserve!"

Looking at the young man like this, the people on the spectator seats around him were full of envy, and they secretly hated how they had been eliminated in the first place.

With a wave of his hand, he ordered the young man to retreat, and then the old man Qingzhu continued to read his name, announced the top 100 rankings, and issued rewards at the same time.

The top 100 rankings are from back to front, but the speed of the old man Qingzhu is very fast, and he does not delay much.

Soon, the two pillars of incense passed, and the sunset on the horizon had already set halfway.

Another young man received the reward and retired from the stage.

"Next, it's the top 10 rankings!"

After a slight pause, the old man Qingzhu looked around and said slowly.

Hearing the sound, everyone's eyes widened, their ears pricked up, no one spoke, and the room was silent.

Some people even secretly suppressed the sound of breathing, for fear of being disturbed.

The old man Qingzhu seemed to be satisfied, nodded, unfolded the scroll, and read aloud.

"Tenth place, ink wound!"

Hearing the words of the old man Qingzhu, many people couldn't help but let out an exclamation, no one thought that this guy would rush into the top ten.

Han Chen turned his head to look at the young man who looked a little older, but was extremely heavy, and his whole person exuded a unique temperament, and there was not the slightest doubt in his heart.

How to say that Mo Wound is also the second-ranked powerhouse in the Vermilion Bird Academy, and his strength naturally goes without saying, and he has been in the academy for so many years, and he has not been in vain.

was able to win this tenth place, relying on his real strength, not any luck.

On that day, even thousands of mountains and nine nights fought with it for nearly a thousand moves, and only narrowly won one move, which is evident.

"It's your reward!"

The old man Qingzhu handed the empty ring to the ink injury, and the latter smiled gently, and without looking at it, he directly put it into his empty ring. (To be continued.) )