Beast Soul God

"Han Linsheng" Han Xiaotian smiled slightly and said the result of the game.

Regarding this unnecessary sentence, Han Chen also chuckled, and then looked at Han Lin and the disgraced Han Zhen.

"Are you okay?" Han Lin said apologetically as he stretched out his hand to pull Han Zhen up.

A smile appeared on Han Zhen's face, he shook his head slightly and said, "It's okay. Thank you cousin Han Lin for showing mercy."

Han Lin also smiled slightly and ended up with Han Zhen.

Seeing that the two of them still got along well after the battle, Han Chen nodded slightly in his heart. He admired Han Lin's ability. No wonder his father chose him as the heir of the family.

"Brother Han Chen" felt the soft feeling of purple spirit touching his arm. Han Chen turned around and looked at the girl beside him and said, "What's wrong?"

"Cousin Han Lin's strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface. If you encounter him, be careful." Zi Ling said sternly.

Seeing Zi Ling's serious expression, Han Chen was slightly startled, and then nodded with a smile. Maybe Han Lin has also reached the realm of bone tempering, right?

"Next game..." Han Xiaotian kept announcing the start of one showdown after another. Han Chen also held back his temper and played with Zi Ling while watching the game. In this rather cheerful atmosphere

, time also passes slowly.

"The last match, Han Chen versus Han Ze." Han Xiaotian read out the last match of the day with a smile on his face.

After the words fell, a blue figure was the first to land on the high platform.

"Brother Han Chen, come on, hehe." Zi Ling glanced at the blue shadow in the field and smiled softly.

"Okay, let me fight quickly." Han Chen shrugged slightly and walked leisurely towards the high platform.

"Han Ze" the blue figure looked at Han Chen, frowned slightly, and then clasped his fists at Han Chen and said.

"Han Chen" smiled slightly, Han Chen also clasped his fists and said, he also knew the boy in blue in front of him, his name was Han Ze, his strength was at the peak of the eighth level of Qi training, he was quite tyrannical, he usually didn't like to talk, he had a cold appearance, but

During Han Chen's downturn, Han Ze never laughed at him.

"Hey, brother Han Chen, you have to end this battle as soon as possible." In the audience, Zi Ling looked at Han Chen with a bored expression. He knew that although Han Ze was strong, Zi Ling still believed in his

Brother Han Chen will win.

boom……

The battle between Han Chen and Han Ze is in full swing, but Han Xiaotian's face above the judges' table is filled with a touch of anxiety. Although he is not completely sure of Han Chen's true strength yet, he estimates that at this time

Han Chen was only at the eighth level of Qi training, but his opponent at this time was Han Ze, who was at the peak of the eighth level of Qi training. Although Han Ze was usually reticent, his strength should not be underestimated.

Bang bang bang...

The two figures violently crossed each other, and when their palms clashed, layers of air waves continued to rise, blowing the two of them so hard that they trembled.

Han Chen raised his lips slightly and retreated with Han Ze's push. After this first fight, he also felt that Han Ze was extremely powerful. Otherwise, he would not have passed five levels and killed six generals. But he also

He is not afraid at all. Although his opponent is strong, he is not a soft persimmon.

With a muffled groan, Han Chen's vitality instantly flowed throughout his body, and then his body glowed with a faint sheen.

call out……

As the vitality spread, the aura around Han Chen also slowly climbed up, and then he appeared in front of Han Ze in a flash.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Han Ze also felt that Han Chen's speed had increased several times compared to before, and a rare look of solemnity appeared on his face.

"Mountain and Sea Fist" Han Chen was extremely fast and appeared in front of Han Ze almost instantly. Immediately, a touch of fanaticism flashed on his face. With the help of this inertia, Han Chen also instantly displayed his own skills. With his proud combined attack martial arts skills, he hit Han Ze hard.

With lightning speed, Han Ze quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest in a hurry, and his body energy surged, trying to resist Han Chen's blow.

But Han Ze's actions were of no use, because Han Chen had already mastered this combined attack martial arts, especially when Han Ze was caught off guard, the effect was even more significant.

When Han Chen's fist landed on Han Ze's arm, a sharp pain followed. Han Ze grinned, and then he kept moving back, pushing for more than ten steps before stopping.

"Good opportunity." When Han Chen saw Han Ze who was slightly injured, he raised his lips slightly and prepared to pursue the victory.

"Wait, I admit defeat." Just when Han Chen was about to use the explosive step, Han Ze's voice came quickly.

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, then stopped moving and looked at Han Ze who was looking at him with a smile.

"What? Are you giving up?" Thinking that he heard wrongly, Han Chen asked again.

After seeing the undeniable smile of the cold young man in front of him, Han Chen was stunned for a long time before gathering his strength and then smiled.

"You are very strong, I am no match for you." Han Ze smiled slightly, then walked off the stage and left quietly.

"Han Chensheng" Han Xiaotian was also stunned by this sudden incident. Han Ze was famous among the Han family as someone who refused to admit defeat even if he was beaten to death. Unexpectedly, this time he would take the initiative to admit defeat. Did he know this? Is his strength not as good as Han Chen? Han Xiaotian kept guessing.

After hearing Han Xiaotian's verdict, the teenagers in the field looked at each other. They were also puzzled by Han Ze's sudden behavior.

Slowly walking off the stage, Han Chen automatically filtered out those weird looks and walked directly towards Zi Ling.

Seeing that the young man wanted to come by himself, Zi Ling also smiled, then gave a thumbs up and said: "Brother Han Chen, it seems that you are very intimidating."

Han Chen rolled his eyes slightly and didn't say much. In fact, he still didn't know why he was fighting well, but the opponent suddenly gave up.

"Okay, fighting is not a good behavior." Zi Ling smiled, and after seeing Han Chen's slightly angry eyes, she obediently shut her mouth.

"Hey, I've been really tired these past few days." Han Chen curled his lips and said.

"You can be liberated the day after tomorrow." Zi Ling chuckled, imitating Han Chen's shrug.

"There are eighteen people left today. After the first duel tomorrow, there will be only nine people left. What about the second duel?" Han Chen counted on his fingers, with a funny look that annoyed the people around him. Zi Ling laughed.

Seeing Zi Ling's appearance, Han Chen suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, and then asked: "You know?"

Nodding slightly, Zi Ling said leisurely: "Of the remaining nine people, Uncle Han and the others will directly select one person to advance directly, while the remaining eight people will be drawn by the people at the judges' table to decide who will fight with whom."

Hearing this, Han Chen also smiled slightly, and then there was a hint of coldness on his face. He glanced at Han Li not far away and murmured in a low voice: "Tomorrow, you must not fall into my hands."

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