Forge An Eternal Kingdom

The time for a cup of tea quickly passed, and the final semi-final was finally about to begin.

On the ring, Han Feng had already held his hands in his arms and looked at Han Qiming indifferently.

"Trash, come on stage and die."

Sen Han's incomparable words came out of his mouth.

When Han Qiming heard this, his brow furrowed, and his body instinctively produced a kind of resentment and killing intent. Han Qiming knew that this was the resentment of his predecessor staying on him.

The previous Han Qiming, even though he was a trash, could only hide the anger and resentment towards Han Feng's mother and son in his heart, and did not dare to show it.

But it doesn't mean that he doesn't want revenge.

Now, his wronged soul has finally waited until today and can personally abolish this enemy.

"This hatred, it's time to repay." Han Qiming's mouth showed some strange smiles. The former Han Qiming died because of Han Feng and the others, and he took possession of this body. Today, let him help his former self shame.

Lifting his footsteps, Han Qiming walked straight towards the ring.

"I have to say that your luck is good. After more than ten years of waste, you can turn over with the salted fish. It is simply lucky. But today, your good luck is coming to an end, because I absolutely don't allow a waste to grab the prince from me. throne."

"If you are still the same waste, I may spare you a dog's life, but today, under the witness of everyone, I will completely abolish you, break your limbs, throw it back to your doghouse, and let you live on your own. Self-destruct."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth. This time, he would never give Han Qiming a chance, even if he didn't kill him in the martial arts competition. When Han Qiming was seriously injured and walked out of the Great Hall of performing martial arts, he had a way to kill again.

"You open your mouth and call others trash, don't you know that you are also trash? I really don't know where your superiority comes from, just relying on your mean maid-like mother or your substandard Martial Skill?" Han Qiming didn't say anything. Replied politely.

"Hehehe, how confident I am, you will know soon. The two dog minions didn't let you die last time. Today, I will let you die again."

Han Feng smiled brazenly.

"You can come and try it!" Han Qiming smirked and said with disdain, Han Feng killed him several times, and today we will calculate the ledger together.

"A trash dare to be so mad, and he will be self-righteous after defeating a few of the same trash. I will let you know today how strong my true strength is. In front of me, you are still a trash!"

After Han Feng finished speaking, he gave a grin, and a powerful aura burst out of him. This aura swept through the audience. It was so fierce that it was just like a knife when it was scratched on the faces. Some low-powered audiences even appeared on the faces. Silky bloodstains.

"My God, the third prince turned out to be a Martial GrandMaster! Martial GrandMaster who is only 18 years old, this is too exaggerated!" Some audience exclaimed.

"In that case, the talent of the three princes is at least the evildoer, and only the evildoer has such a fast cultivation talent. I think I have been cultivating for decades, and then I am the Martial Master. It is simply more popular than the dead!" Practitioner exclaimed.

"Don't read it, the third prince is already a Martial GrandMaster, is that still a comparison? Although the sixth prince Han Qiming is a dark horse, it is far behind the third prince."

"The Martial Master realm is a small fight, and only when the Cultivation Base reaches the Martial GrandMaster realm can you be regarded as a real master. The Martial GrandMaster has been qualified to establish a family and inherit it for hundreds of years."

"And the Martial GrandMaster realm master who is alone is a character desperately recruited by the major forces. In an average small family, the strength of the Martial GrandMaster realm is enough to be a supreme Elder! The three princes have become Martial GrandMasters, and they have absolute Advantage, the six princes are defeated."

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Not to mention that everyone was talking about it.

Even the faces of Han Zhong and Han Xiang under the ring were a little difficult to look at. They looked at each other and found that they underestimated the third brother.

In the past, Han Feng did not show the landscape, and was very low-key. He rarely participated in the Royal Family Tournament.

And this time, Han Feng's performance has exceeded their expectations three times and twice. Not only does he possess the low-grade Martial Skill, but his strength is quietly promoted to the one-star Martial GrandMaster.

It seems that Han Feng is not as simple as it seems, but is extremely hidden. It has only revealed his true strength until today, like a poisonous snake, hiding in the dark, wanting to kill with one blow.

Had it not been for the abolition of Han Qiming to be strong, Han Feng would not necessarily reveal his strength in advance.

It can be seen that the city is extremely deep and terrifying.

And the Lord Han Tiannan squinted his eyes, expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the ring.

Seeing Han Feng explode with all his strength, Han Qiming's face was waveless, not even a hint of surprise.

He had expected Han Feng's trump card a long time ago, so it was nothing strange.

"One-star Martial GrandMaster? Haha, you do have the capital to be proud of. Unfortunately, in my eyes, it's just a stinky stink. If you have any tricks, hurry up, or wait for me to do it, you will have no chance for this rubbish!"

A trace of disdain appeared at the corner of Han Qiming's mouth.

"You still dare to talk nonsense until now, it's almost a life and death, see me completely abolish you this time!"

Han Feng sneered, his toes touched the ground, and the powerful force pushed him, and in the blink of an eye he crossed a distance of tens of meters and headed towards Han Qiming.

He clenched his right hand and blasted a punch without fancy. This punch, without the slightest Martial Skill, directly blasted Han Qiming's face.

In his opinion.

Han Qiming's waste can be solved with one punch.

Facing Han Feng's murderous punch, Han Qiming directly raised his hand and grabbed it.

See this scene.

Han Feng couldn't help but sneered. This rubbish actually wanted to block his fist with his palm, thinking he was Han Wu's rubbish?

It's just looking for death!

"Stop it for me!"

An extremely powerful True Qi torrent bloomed from Han Feng's fist, pouring out the monstrous power that was enough to smash a small mountain.

Han Feng was confident, this punch exploded Han Qiming's entire arm!

"Want to abolish my arm? You think too much!" Han Qiming was extremely indifferent, no longer suppressing his own force value, and suddenly a more domineering force value bloomed from his palm.

At this moment, Han Feng only felt that he was facing the violent storm waves in the vast ocean. Not only did he dissolve his force value invisible, but at the same time, the wave spread along his fist and onto his arm, making his right hand. They all swelled up, there was rigidity and softness, and both rigidity and softness.

"How is it possible?" Han Feng turned a huge wave in his heart, feeling the unparalleled pressure from his hand, and his body quickly retreated. This force seemed to be like a wave, becoming more and more violent.

"Want to run? It's late!" Han Qiming had a cold chill on his face, his palms clasped each other's fists, and his body was also closely following Han Feng, and their figures remained almost unchanged.

"Kacha!" The crisp sound was overwhelmed, and Han Feng only felt the unparalleled swelling and pain in his arm, and his bones seemed to burst.

He wants to loosen his fist, but he can't. He wants to use Movement Technique to stay away from Han Qiming. The same can't be done, because the opponent's Movement Technique is not inferior to him, even stronger than him, so he can stick to it. he.

Seeing the cold killing intent in Han Qiming's face close at hand, Han Feng suddenly felt a strong fear in his heart.

Han Qiming, was he playing around before?

When did this waste also have the strength of the Martial GrandMaster realm?

And it's definitely not a one-star Martial GrandMaster, who can crush his strength, at least a two-star Martial GrandMaster!

"No! Impossible. Why does this waste possess the strength of the two-star Martial GrandMaster? I am obviously the strongest! I have not yet become a prince, I am not reconciled!"

Han Feng was roaring in his heart, he was extremely unwilling, he was jealous of Han Qiming!

"I'm the strongest. You trash doesn't deserve to have the strength of the Martial GrandMaster realm, let me die!" Han Feng's face was filled with hideous resentment.

Point out.

Ling Xu broken fingers!

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