Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

This power can indeed be described as weak!

But being weak is only the beginning, not even a moment.

When Zeng Renwang felt this power and realized that this power was somewhat weak, it was already too late.

It obviously doesn't take long to transform from weak to huge.

The fist light collapsed directly, the fist kept twisting, flesh and blood began to fly, and the white bones were clearly visible!

The terrifying counter-shock force acted on King Zeng Ren's fist, so that he didn't even feel any pain at that moment!

He could clearly see that his fist was collapsing. It was a collapse in which all flesh and blood disappeared, and the bones turned into powder!

This counter-shock force was like a meat grinder, quickly destroying King Zeng Ren's fist.

"ah!!!"

At a certain moment, screams were heard.

The King of Tseng finally came to his senses!

He has cultivation and is not a mortal, but the severe pain still comes from his heart.

The key is--

When his fist collapsed, his entire body was driven by that force and flew backwards towards the outside of the platform.

Most of the reason for this scream was because he was flying upside down.

He thought about using the power of cultivation to stop his figure, and he did so.

But, it’s useless!

That power was so devastating that he could not resist at all. All the power of cultivation would be crushed to pieces in an instant.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the figure of King Zeng hit the light curtain, penetrated the light curtain, and fell directly towards the ground.

At this moment, no one even went to pick him up. Almost everyone in Daming Mansion was stunned.

"Wow!"

After all, Ancient God Yunshuang reacted the fastest. With a wave of his hand, he supported King Zeng with soft force and placed him in front of the crowd of envoys in the courtyard.

There was complete silence in the entire field, a dead silence!

All eyes were fixed on the young man in white on the ring.

There are no stars between his eyebrows, and his body is thin and thin, just like an ordinary person, and his whole body is filled with a bookish spirit.

But this person, who looked very weak, could withstand a full blow from King Zeng, a five-star true god, without moving at all!

Not only that, he didn't even take action. The Zengren King used the force of the counterattack to directly push off the platform, without even the slightest possibility of struggling!

Many people, at this moment, had an illusion——

If he, Su Baliu, was willing, could he... just shock that former king to death? !

"impossible!"

Someone finally reacted, but it was not the Daming Mansion as imagined, but the unexpected Prince Yun's Mansion.

That was a man, also among the crowd of people in the forest.

Su Han knew him. His name was Xu Liang, a sixth-grade forest envoy, and one of the people who targeted Su Han the most.

He has always felt that Su Han was really overestimated. No matter from any aspect, he was not qualified to be the envoy of the academy.

He is not even qualified to join Prince Yun’s Mansion and become a member of the Black Armored Army!

If Prince Yun's Mansion hadn't allowed a fight to the death, he might have provoked Su Han long ago.

At this moment, Su Han shocked Fei Zengren Wang and boosted the morale of Prince Yun's palace. He shouldn't have said such words.

But he really couldn't hold it back! ! !

In his heart, Su Han was extremely fragile, just the kind of ordinary monk who could catch a lot of people among the seven zones.

But how could he have such a hard body?

Defeating someone without taking action is something that not even he, a sixth-grade envoy of the Academy, can do!

"Ahem!"

Someone coughed slightly, I don't know who it was, but it finally made Xu Liang react.

His face was red, and he glanced at the Ancient God of Thunder with fear. Seeing that the latter's expression was still calm, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Su Han put away the elixir that King Zeng took out, clasped his fists at the latter and said with a smile: "Master Zeng, this is disrespectful."

"you you……"

Zeng Renwang habitually raised his fist-less arm.

He was trembling and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Yunshuang."

The Ancient God of Thunder showed a smile: "This should be regarded as our Prince Yun's Mansion getting back in the game, right?"

"Of course." Ancient God Yunshuang nodded with a calm expression.

The battles between the envoys of the courtyard are all based on personal combat power. There are losers and losers. It is a common occurrence.

As a dignified Ancient God and one of the four masters of the Daming Mansion, she naturally would not be disturbed by the failure of King Zengren.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was loud laughter, breaking the silent atmosphere. It was Wei Qi speaking: "Brother Su, you are awesome, you are awesome!"

"He defeated the opponent without even making a move. How many of the Academy's envoys can possess this kind of strength?" Chen Changqing also agreed.

Both of them spoke loudly, and it was obvious that they were not trying to flatter Su Han, but were criticizing Sang and Huai.

Wang Qiang was tortured before, and everyone in Prince Yun's Mansion felt as if a stone had been stuffed into their throats, making it difficult to swallow.

At this moment, Su Han regained the game, and in this manner, although they did not completely vent their anger, they were still much happier after all.

"Come down first."

The Ancient God of Thunder waved his hand and said: "According to the rules, after playing once, you can temporarily leave the game to recover your consumption."

This can be regarded as giving Su Han a step down. After all, this has attracted the attention of Daming Mansion.

However, Su Han did not step down.

He stood there, clasping his fists towards the Ancient God of Thunder and saying: "Master of the East Palace, this junior didn't take action just now, so there was no loss. If we fight again, it's still okay."

"Oh? So confident?" Ancient God Thunder said with a smile.

"As the envoy of Prince Yun's Mansion, you should be so confident." Su Han said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Prince Yun's Mansion became energetic!

This is from the side, praising them!

It was just a sentence, but under this kind of opportunity, it had a huge effect.

Many people began to change their dislike for Su Han to a favorable impression of him.

Of course, there will still be disharmonious people after all.

"snort!"

A cold snort came from Daming Mansion.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed over, and when it landed on the ring, the ground shook violently.

He was two meters tall and looked extremely burly. The purple clothes on his body were obviously specially made for him.

"Daming Mansion, Zhu Yi, the seventh-grade envoy of the Academy, came to challenge Mr. Su!"

Zhu Yi said coldly: "Master Su likes to pretend to be a ghost and hide his cultivation, but Zhu disdains such behavior. My cultivation is here, the six-star true god realm, Master Su dares to challenge me?!"

These words were obviously meant to provoke and intimidate.

First taunt, then challenge.

If you, Su Baliu, don't accept it, then you don't have the guts!