Chapter 8 Competition

"Next. The middle-aged fat man sitting on the high platform said impatiently.

Coldly quietly changed back to his true appearance and slowly walked forward.

"Name. The middle-aged fat man didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

"Luo Xueyao. Han Liang looked at the fat man in the Qi refining period in front of him, and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The middle-aged fat man stared at Han Liang suspiciously, "Your name is Luo Xueyao?!"

"Yes, isn't I on the list?" Han Liang was stared at tightly, without a trace of hypocrisy on his face, and looked at the middle-aged fat man very calmly.

Luo Xueyao···· It's obviously a girl's name. The middle-aged fat man looked away, forget it, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, don't make yourself like a hillbilly. Maybe this person in front of him is a pervert?

The middle-aged fat man casually took out a sheet from the pile of papers on the table, glanced at it and said, "You are number three, and the registration fee has already been paid." Next. ”

Yuan Ming was so considerate to help him pay the registration fee, and walked away silently.

"That fat man actually let you pass like this. Gee. Also, Yuan Ming is very attentive to you. The remnant sneered.

Han Liang rolled his eyes in his heart: "Can't I call Luo Xueyao, what's your name?" For the last sentence of the remnant soul, Han Liang chose to ignore it.

"Uncle Ben's name is Long Aotian, I remember it. Not everyone has such a shining name, like you. ”

Han was speechless, he really didn't miss any opportunity to praise himself, and he really didn't want to say anything. I found a place with few people, sat cross-legged against the tree, and silently adjusted my internal breath.

"Cold?!" a familiar voice ·······

"Yo, your son-in-law is here. Long Aotian said again.

"Yuan Ming, what a coincidence. ~ o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ" looked at Yuan Ming with a cold smile in front of him, and his face was full of disbelief.

Yuan Ming immediately sorted out his expression, and frowned: "Why are you here, it seems that you are not qualified to sign up, right?"

"I'm sorry, I've already signed up. The cold lowered his eyes.

"You ·····" Yuan Ming looked Han Liang up and down for a while, and his brows jumped, "Why are you dressed like Xue Yao?"

Oh no, I actually forgot about it······ What should I do? The cold brain was running rapidly, and there was a flash of inspiration, hehe. Then he raised his forehead and said, "Are you talking about Luo Xueyao?"

"That's her. Yuan Ming has the power in his hands, ready to make a move at any time. He hadn't felt it yet and wouldn't have thought that the cold cultivation was already higher than him.

"She? I saw her when I signed up just now, and I didn't expect someone to wear the same dress as me, so I paid special attention to her, and she looks really good. Are she and I the legendary Taoist pretend?" Han Liang raised his eyebrows at Yuan Ming and said jokingly.

"Tsk, it's good-looking. You're so shameless. Long Aotian made a contemptuous look and stared at the cold.

You're talking about yourself.

How could it be so coincidental? Yuan Ming's eyebrows were almost knotted. What could be more coincidental than the fact that your favorite and the person you hate the most wear the same clothes?

"Originally, I wanted to ask her to talk about my heart, but unfortunately she said that she was going to find something Yuan Shao, and she left me and ran away, it wouldn't be you, right?" Seeing Yuan Ming's impatient move, he was also upset. The fly was swirling in his ears again, buzzing to death.

As soon as he heard the cold words, Yuan Ming turned around and left.

Finally gone. Han Liang looked at Yuan Ming's back and sneered a few times in his heart.

"You've signed up, Yuan Ming has no use value anymore, why are you still hiding it from him?" asked Long Aotian.

"He'll know later, it's not time yet. Han Liang closed his eyes slightly, and a hint of happiness flashed in his eyes.

"You have to wait until he can't do without Luo Xueyao before debunking it? Long Aotian suddenly found that the coldness in front of him, who looked cowardly and gentle, actually had such a strong desire for revenge in his heart.

On the surface, he is silent, suppressing the hatred in his heart. But in the end, once it explodes, it will be enough to swallow all his sanity.

If he grows up, what kind of terrifying character will he be in the end? Long Aotian didn't feel a little expectation, it should be an existence that made all the continent powerhouses tremble.

"That's what he did for himself. "Han Liang is a little impatient, and Long Aotian always likes to find this kind of topic.

The people who came and went skimmed their eyes a few times, and sat under the tree with their eyes closed and meditated on the cold. The girls couldn't help but glance at this handsome and extraordinary teenager a few times, and a few blushed.

It's really handsome. A girl stared at the cold and was stunned, and couldn't help but get closer.

Han Liang's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, is he a visitor?

"You kid, others think you're handsome, so they look at you a few more times, aren't you happy?" Long Aotian's sour tone made Han Liang can't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Thinking that he was also a beautiful man loved by everyone, Long Aotian suddenly sighed with emotion.

Han Liang opened his deep eyes, stared at the two girls in front of him who were still staring at him stupidly without any emotion, and said, "The competition is about to start." ”

The sound is also very good··············· Did you just talk to me? The girl in the purple cloud brocade blushed, covered her face and stumbled away. The other stunned one also ran away.

Are girls so speechless? Since Han Liang was a child, the girls he came into contact with were all so twisted and pinched, and he felt funny when he saw them.

"There are so many beauties in the world out there, maybe one day you will meet a woman who will make you a fool. Long Aotian's voice was a little muffled.

"Really, it seems that you are a master of love, how did she make you stupid?"

"Go, go, what do you little hairy boy know?" Long Aotian suddenly exploded as if he had been stabbed.

It seems that he can't ask, so he closed his mouth coldly and knowingly.

Not long after he sat quietly, a penetrating male voice sounded, sounding like someone was talking in his ear.

"No. 1 vs. Seventeen, No. 2 vs. No. Five, No. 3 vs. No. 27, No. 4 vs. No. 14. Please go to the corresponding ring. ”

Han Liang stood up and slowly walked towards the ring.

'Suddenly' 'Suddenly'

Two figures fluttered from above the crowd, and a gorgeous spin landed on the corresponding ring. There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"Wow, is that flying?

"It would be nice if I could do that when I could. ”

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Is it necessary? Seeing those people in their respective rings with movements that they thought were quite handsome, Han Liang couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, he didn't see Yuan Ming, it seems that he is still behind.

"Hey, you see, there's still a lack of people in ring three. ”

"I guess I was scared, so I didn't dare to go up. Haha..."

A group of self-entertaining guys, cold and cold swept over the group of people. The group of people who were still joking couldn't help but stiffen their bodies, followed their gaze back, and shut up one by one after receiving the cold looks.

The sect figures on the high platform couldn't help frowning, and the old man with a messy white beard spoke: "No. 3, if you don't show up again, it will be regarded as abstention." ”

"Wait!" Han Liang shouted, jumped in the eyes of everyone, landed in the ring as lightly as a feather, and bowed to the high platform, "No. 3 is too late, please forgive the seniors." ”

The face of the sect on the high platform softened a lot, and he nodded.

The cold words made the pot explode under the ring.

"The Han family, he is the Han family!"

"I'm not dead!"

"Isn't the Han family wiped out?

"I guess I escaped. ”

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Sooner or later, you pigs will be wiped out by Lao Tzu! Is the matter of the Han family's destruction discussed by you bastards?

The cold face darkened, and a heart-piercing chill emanated from him. The people under the ring couldn't help but shudder, and there was a bit of fear in their cold eyes.

Han Liang stared at the opponent in front of him and snorted coldly.

"Cut, the remnants of the Han family came here to bluff people?" he waved his iron fist like a sandbag, sneering at Han Liang, "Remember Uncle Ben's name, Xiao Yan." It's going to be a name you won't want to hear again in your life!"

With such a strong figure, it seems that he plans to take the road of physical cultivation in the future. But alas, the corners of Hanliang's mouth hooked a strange arc.

Hehe, Han Liang replied with a smile: "Han Liang." ”

Without waiting for the cold to react, Xiao Yan suddenly made a move, and a black shadow approached the cold.

In such a hurry? Han Leng stretched out his hand expressionlessly and blocked it in front of him.

Rumble!

A huge wave of air mixed with the stone chips of the ring exploded in the ring, and the sound was deafening. The people in the audience hurriedly covered their eyes one by one.

Is this a fight or a demolition?

The ring was dusty, and a few muffled sounds were heard.

"Who won?"

"Needless to say, it must be Xiao Yan. You don't look at their figures, so you still have to ask such an obvious answer?"

The whispers from the audience gradually spread, and everyone's attention was focused on the third ring.

The dust gradually cleared, and the two people in the ring flocked their fists together, and the ring under their feet cracked a crack more than a foot wide.

Yuan Ming, who was preparing to watch a good show in the audience, took a breath, Han Liang, when did it become so terrifying? Even the punch he faced Xiao Yan was not very sure that he would be able to move next, and Han Liang not only took it, but also stood in place and calmed down.

Suddenly, one of them staggered, slumped on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow'.

There was an uproar in the audience. The person who fell was Xiao Yan.

"I ······· vote"

It was too late, and Han Liang suddenly swung a fist, holding the black inner breath and swung towards Xiao Yan's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Boom!

The reddish-pink liquid exploded, and Xiao Yan's body fell to the ground with a bang.

Got a headshot?!

A few people in the audience with poor psychological tolerance fainted directly.

The sects on the high platform also stared at the smiling coldness with round eyes.

"I'm sorry guys, because he didn't surrender, so I want to end this meaningless game quickly. The cold tone was as if he had just accidentally burst a watermelon, and he shook off the pink mixed red unknown object on his hand as if no one was around.

Didn't surrender? Obviously, you didn't let people say yes or not!

Everyone in the audience knew it, but none of them dared to say it.

A layer of cold sweat oozed from Yuan Ming's back, and the cold cultivation had already surpassed him, and it was more than a little bit·······