Ordinary people will inevitably feel guilty under such circumstances, but Song Jiangchuan has the attitude of a superior, sweeping over the crowd indifferently. In his opinion, this is the face of the weak.
Han Yu frowned slightly. He didn't like the feeling of being chased by a duck, and he didn't want to become a tool for everyone to save face.
Five or six meters away from the battlefield, Han Yu stopped.
"Is this the person you took so long to find? Tsk tsk tsk, are your legs weak? Go back, not everyone can challenge me." Song Jiangchuan mocked, without looking at Han Yu, It seems that looking at Han Yu more than once will make him worthless.
"Little brother, why did you stop and kill him!" A stout young man pointed at Song Jiangchuan and said fiercely. His left hand was hanging around his neck at this time, presumably because of the injury he suffered from the competition with Song Jiangchuan before.
"It's all here, why don't you still want to fight back? Don't let everyone look down on you." A young man glared at Han Yu and roared, as if Han Yu couldn't make it, he would come and beat Han Yu.
"Bullshit, Brother Han is getting ready, get out of the way..." An Yifei hurriedly scolded the man when he saw that something was wrong.
Then he swept to the crowd and said, "Brother Han is fighting on behalf of all of us. Who the hell is talking nonsense and turning his elbows out, our Wuzhou hot-blooded man can't spare him!"
An Yifei's words played a big role, and suddenly there were more voices encouraging Han Yu.
Song Jiangchuan looked contemptuous, like watching a monkey.
Han Yu continued to step forward and entered the battlefield.
Although it is a battlefield, it is actually a circular area drawn by Song Jiangchuan. When fighting, as long as you step out of this circular area, you will lose.
"Kneel down and admit defeat to avoid the pain of flesh and blood!" Song Jiangchuan said proudly, holding his hands and looking at the sky.
"There's a lot of nonsense, save your energy and beg for mercy!" Han Yu responded coldly. Song Jiangchuan's arrogance made Han Yu a little angry.
"Okay, Brother Han is doing well!" An Yifei shouted loudly. Others doubted Han Yu's ability, but he had no doubts at all. At this time, he couldn't wait to see Song Jiangchuan begging for mercy.
"You're so fast, you can't do it!" Song Jiangchuan shook his finger.
That self-righteous look, even if Han Yu is not from Wuzhou, he still wants to give him a good beating.
Han Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense, and strode towards Song Jiangchuan. Walking in front of Song Jiangchuan, he kept hitting Song Jiangchuan with one punch.
Han Yu's savage style of play made the onlookers not know what to say. This is a master move, it's just like a child playing at home.
"Hey, I'm going to be humiliated by Song Jiangchuan again!" Many people sighed secretly, not holding out any hope for Han Yu.
Han Yu's punch, although he didn't use his martial skills, he used all his strength, and his fist made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
However, Song Jiangchuan couldn't see the power of Han Yu's punch, the corner of his mouth turned up slightly, showing a sneer, and punched out.
In terms of eyesight alone, Song Jiangchuan was far inferior to the woman from a few days ago.
The woman saw Han Yu's depth the moment Han Yu made his move.
Song Jiangchuan didn't care about Han Yu's punch at all, so he only showed 30% of his power. He thought that with his strength, 30% of the power was enough to abolish a person of the seventh level of Tianwu.
"Boom..."
The two fists slammed together heavily, followed by a howl that sounded like killing a pig. Song Jiangchuan's body flew out and smashed into the crowd.
Everyone huffed out of the way, only to see Song Jiangchuan lying on the ground, his face twisted, and a bright red dazzling blood flowed from his right hand.
Han Yu defeated Song Jiangchuan with just one punch, it's that simple.
"his..."
After everyone was stunned for a while, the sound of gasping for air came one after another. This result was beyond everyone's expectations.
Including An Yifei. In his opinion, Han Yu can defeat Song Jiangchuan, but it will never be that simple.
Of course, to create such a situation, on the one hand, Han Yu is strong enough, and on the other hand, Song Jiangchuan underestimates the enemy!
Song Jiangchuan looked at Han Yu in astonishment. Han Yu's punch just now was so powerful that it directly injured his right hand, and now he can't lift it. Even if he used 100% of his strength, it would be difficult for him to catch Han Yu's punch.
But Song Jiangchuan was unwilling. Since he came to Wuzhou, he has never been defeated. Today, he defeated a second-level martial arts expert. If he loses like this, he will live in the shadows for the rest of his life.
"This person should be physically stronger. I just let him succeed. I'm prepared. If I don't fight him in close quarters, he is definitely not my opponent!"
Song Jiangchuan comforted himself secretly, and said viciously: "You are despicable and shameless!"
Han Yu was about to leave, but stopped again and asked coldly, "What did you say?"
Song Jiangchuan said viciously, "Aren't you despicable and shameless when you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger and hurt me when I'm not prepared?"
Han Yu sneered: "You think you are right!"
Song Jiangchuan's face couldn't help but suffocate, but he wouldn't admit it, and said, "Before the test started, you attacked me, hurting me, and you know what you did!"
Han Yu didn't even want to take a second look at Song Jiangchuan, turned and left. Han Yu despised those who were willing to gamble and not admit defeat.
"Stop." Song Jiangchuan hurriedly stood up and shouted angrily, "If you have the real ability, would you dare to fight me again?"
"Song Jiangchuan, I said that you still have no sense of shame. With so many eyes on you, you still want to be fooled. It's easy for you to be bullied by us from Wuzhou, right?"
"Give you three minutes to get out, or we'll let you go."
"Brothers, remember the time!"
Some people stared at Song Jiangchuan with bad expressions, and Han Yu gave them a bad breath, how could Song Jiangchuan slander Han Yu.
Most people surrounded Han Yu and celebrated Han Yu. Some young girls secretly greeted Han Yu, and their hearts were secretly promised.
Song Jiangchuan's face was terrifyingly gloomy for a while. Looking at the person who was terrified of him just now, he was yelling at him like a dog, which made him unbearable.
And all of this was because of the young man who was gradually going away.
It was the young man who made him fall from the altar to hell in one fell swoop.
"Ah, get out of here!"
Song Jiangchuan let out a loud roar and shook all the people who were blocking him. He jumped up and flew to the sky behind Han Yu in a blink of an eye.
"Little thief, let me see how capable you are!"
"what?"
All of a sudden, everyone was so frightened that they turned pale, and all of a sudden they dispersed, leaving only Han Yu, An Yifei, and three or two people at the scene.
"Song Jiangchuan, what are you doing? Come to my Wuzhou and want to make trouble, don't you want to go back alive!" An Yifei was furious, his strength was not strong, and his tone was not small.
"If you don't want to die, let me get out of the way!" Song Jiangchuan made a seal with one hand, and suddenly a terrifying tornado was born with him as the center. Some talents were wiped by the tornado, and they flew dozens of feet high.