"Why did the Wind Clan send such an unknown person to fight? Did they just give up this competition?"
"The Wind Clan should know that this time it must be at the bottom, and send someone to replace Feng Lang Kuang, lest Feng Lang Kuang be injured by others, and preserve their strength!"
"Feng Clan, who has always been in the top three in the ten places, has also fallen here. It really answers that sentence, Feng Shui takes turns!"
Everyone was talking, and the irony in their words was not concealed at all. Kong Jianyuan didn't say a word, Kong Jianyuan glanced at those who looked down on Han Yu. The people of the Nangong family didn't talk about it. They knew about Han Yu's strength.
"A group of guys with eyes but no pearls, waiting for the boss to blind your eyes!" Feng Lang Da and Feng Lang Meng looked at each other, and both of them couldn't wait to see Han Yu perform.
With the sound of a gong, the second round of the competition began.
Wei Chu didn't act in a hurry, but looked at Han Yu with a sneering expression, and said, "Don't admit defeat now, don't kneel down and beg for mercy later! Even begging for mercy is useless then."
Wei Chu's voice just fell, and it was a scream of exclamation, and then he flew upside down, flew directly out of the ring, and hit the ground heavily.
When they saw Wei Chu's face, everyone took a deep breath. Wei Chu's face had a sunken fist mark, which could fit an apple. For ordinary people, this punch is enough to kill.
The arena is a space of its own, and Wei Chu was directly punched out of the space. The power of this punch is evident.
Look at Han Yu again, he has already stepped off the ring and headed towards the Tsing Yi Sword Sect.
"What's the matter? How did he do it?"
"This shot is too fast, I didn't see it at all."
No one saw how Han Yu was moving, and Wei Chu was already defeated.
"Ah..." Wei Chu screamed as he lay on the ground, the injury on his face would not heal for a while, and everyone who looked at it felt a pain in his face.
"We beat Wei Chu like this with one punch. It seems that this person's strength will not be weaker than the realm of four-layer transformation star in the early stage of Wu Sheng. How can the Wind Clan have such a master?"
Many people sensed Han Yu's cultivation carefully, but Han Yu seemed to have a protective cover on his body and could not sense anything.
"It's just to find a sense of presence in front of someone like Wei Chu! It won't take long to be complacent!" Nangongcheng pouted in disapproval, watching the competition in other arenas.
Han Yu walked to the table of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect and stretched out his hand to take the things on it at will. Suddenly, a hand firmly grasped Han Yu's wrist.
"Boy, with such a ruthless shot, you are not afraid of retribution?" Wei Zixian said gloomily, sparks in his eyes.
Han Yu threw off Wei Zixian's hand, took a medicinal herb and walked to the place where the Wind Clan was. Wei Zixian looked at Han Yu's back, his face so gloomy that it was about to drip. Didn't realize that, Kong Jianyuan looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot.
In the distance, the storm and the storm ran over to meet Han Yu, dancing as if they had won the battle themselves.
Han Yu walked over and threw the herbs on the Wind Clan's table at will, then closed his eyes and rested with his arms in his arms. WindClan lost one thing, gained one thing, and now it's flat.
An hour later, the second round of the competition ends, and the next competition draws lots.
The opponent who was drawn by the storm was Kong Ling, and he directly chose to admit defeat, which made people laugh and laugh. Han Yu's opponent was a fourth-level martial artist who was defeated by Han Yu in one move.
"With one move, he defeated the master of the four-layer transformation star in the early stage of Wu Sheng, is he a master of the fifth stage of transformation star in the early stage of Wu Sheng?"
"It's impossible for the Wind Clan to have such a powerful person, I think there is something strange about this!"
Han Yu's strong performance once again caused shock and doubts. Han Yu didn't pay any attention to this, and the three people from the Wind Clan were completely immersed in joy, and they didn't even bother to take care of the gossip around them.
After this competition, the members of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect felt heavy. They wanted to let the Wind Clan come to the bottom, but they didn't expect that the Wind Clan would come out with a dark horse like Han Yu, and their fate might have been doomed long ago.
Recalling what I said to the Wind Clan before, it seems that there are countless slaps, slaps the face of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect frantically. Wei Zixian, in particular, has already begun to regret it. This time, he completely offended the Wind Clan.
Originally, Wei Chu was seriously injured by Han Yu's punch, and he still hated Han Yu in his heart, but now seeing Han Yu showing such a powerful strength, his heart trembled, and he didn't even dare to hate him.
Two hours later, the fourth round of competitions ended, and the third draw began.
When Han Yu entered the ring, he met an opponent of the fourth level of Star Transformation in the early stage of Wu Sheng. The opponent directly chose to surrender and win without a fight.
Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, it was noon the next day. In the fourteenth round of the competition, Han Yu defeated a 5th-level martial artist in the early stage of the martial arts, which attracted the attention of countless people.
So far, Han Yu has won every seven competitions he has experienced.
With the end of this round of competition, everyone's eyes were fixed on the table of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect, and there was only one treasure left on the table of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect. If they lose again, the Tsing Yi Sword Sect will lose all the treasures first. After the first ranking, the Tsing Yi Sword Sect will once again be at the bottom of the ten places, and there is no chance to turn over.
The members of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect all have a look of decadence, and they can't help but look at the wind and waves. Among the many contestants, the only hope for the Tsing Yi Sword Sect to win is to face the wind and waves. It's a pity that after the seven battles, there were no big waves.
The wind and waves can be said to be their only life-saving straw now.
For the eighth draw, this time the Tsing Yi Sword Sect only sent Wei Chu. After the lottery, Han Yu quietly boarded the ring No. 3, and suddenly screamed, only to see Wei Chu raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight to the ground.
"What happened?" Everyone was surprised.
The people from the Sword Sect in Tsing Yi hurried over to help Wei Chu up, and the rest also went to watch the fun. One person picked up Wei Chu's bamboo skewer, and said stunnedly: "The third arena in the fifteenth round, his opponent is Han Yu, who is stunned!"
The crowd looked the same.
Because Wei Chu passed out, Han Yu won without a fight, and the last treasure of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect fell into Han Yu's hands.
The members of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect all had the expression of their grandmother dead, and there was no accident, they were once again at the bottom of the ten. Their dream of stepping on the shoulders of Wind Clan was shattered by Han Yu.
As the sixteenth round of the competition ended, the impartial staff of the Temple of Heaven quickly ranked.
Shengtian Temple, Kong Chanjiao, and Nangong Clan were undefeated, and they were temporarily tied for first place. Hongguang Temple and Feng Clan in the far traveled area had eight wins and eight losses, tied for second place.