Global Super Power, Infinite Evolution Of Samadhi True Fire At The Beginning

Xi Qianxue looked serious, and she had completely put aside her pride and contempt.

Han Yuan felt the change in Xi Qianxue's expression and couldn't help but sneered. Xi Qianxue looked peaceful just now, but in fact, she was always arrogant in her heart.

But now, it seems that he feels powerful?

The physical body in the blood-moving realm is definitely at the level of the middle three realms, at least the lower three realms. Han Yuan doesn't think anyone can beat him.

At this moment, I saw Xi Qianxue stomping her jade feet, soaring up, and the long sword in her hand was like a flying fairy, stabbing Han Yuan brazenly!

In an instant, frost and snow met on the sword, the temperature dropped sharply, and bursts of chill rushed straight towards Han Yuan!

Han Yuan's face suddenly became serious!

At this time, those watching were extremely excited.

"It's an earth-level mid-level combat skill, the Flying Snow Sword!"

Xi Qianxue thought very clearly that since her physique was not as good as Han Yuan's, she might as well give up on physical confrontation!

Fighting is not about fighting for strength, but about using strengths and avoiding weaknesses!

She is in the third grade, and she is definitely better at using her combat skills than Han Yuan!

What's more, his "Flying Snow Sword" is an earth-level combat skill!

Many people were excited, but there were also many people who looked bitter, most of them old students.

Most of the earth-level combat skills are combat skills created by the upper three realms, and most of them are the native combat skills of a high-level strong man.

This means that the combat skills of the earth level are most suitable for the upper level.

As for cultivators in lower realms, few can succeed in cultivation.

Firstly, it is difficult to comprehend, and secondly, one's own quality cannot support such a powerful combat skill...

At Chang'an University, another problem is whether the credits are enough.

The difference between a profound level combat skill and an earth level combat skill is like the difference between a genius and an ordinary person.

Many people are unable to learn an earth-level combat skill until they graduate.

At this time, Han Yuan saw Xi Qianxue flying over, took a deep breath, let out a low dragon roar from the long knife in his hand, and the fiery breath suddenly burst out!

Han Yuan gave a low shout and thrust his sword straight at Xi Qianxue!

Earth Fire Mingyi Sword!

At this time, countless people had strange expressions on their faces. "Earth Fire Mingyi Sword", a high-grade Xuan-level combat skill, is logically inferior to "Flying Snow Sword", a mid-level Earth-level combat skill. However, Han Yuan's momentum...

When the two of them got close, Xi Qianxue's long sword changed, instantly avoiding the collision with Han Yuan's sword and stabbing Han Yuan instead!

"Flying Snow Sword" is famous for its sharpness and elegance!

Han Yuan snorted coldly, and he seemed to have expected the long knife in his hand, and he raised it boldly!

Zheng! !

Zhila!

The sound of weapons rubbing together with the collision between ice and fire is as heart-breaking as if it's about to tear your eardrums apart!

Dang Dang!

when!

In the lightning and flint room, the close combat between the two has already reached ten levels of attack and defense!

quick! Extremely fast!

ruthless! Extremely cruel!

The roar of weapons was endless. At this time, everyone in the square had begun to turn pale and break out in cold sweat.

Everyone is secretly weighing in their hearts whether one of them can fight for so many rounds without losing if they are replaced by themselves when the power is not used or the power is exhausted.

However, after thinking for a moment, countless people showed a look of disappointment, because they discovered that if one of them had been replaced by themselves, they would probably be dead at this moment...

At this time, the fighting is still going on.

Either slashing or stabbing, chopping or sweeping, they were as graceful as a startling giant, as powerful as a swimming dragon, and then finally in dozens of rounds, with a loud sound of gold and iron clashing, the two men retreated tacitly!

After retreating no more than ten meters, Han Yuan once again swung his knife at Xi Qianxue without any mercy!

Just when Han Yuan was about to take the next step, Xi Qianxue spoke.

"I surrender!"

Han Yuan retracted his knife neatly.

The whole place was quiet.

Deadly quiet.

Xi Qianxue lost?

"It's impossible! Xi Qianxue has an Earth-level combat skill! Han Yuan has a Xuan-level combat skill!"

"Han Yuan's Earth Fire Mingyi Sword has been cultivated to the point of great success..."

"Xi Qianxue can no longer support the consumption of Feixue Sword..."

"Is it because the goddess gives people heads..."

Some people began to talk about it, unable to accept Xi Qianxue's failure, and even began to comfort themselves.

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly silenced everyone again.

Bang!

I saw that the long sword in Xi Qianxue's hand was broken into two halves from the middle, and the tip of the sword fell straight to the ground!

The clanging sound was like the straw that broke the camel's back, hitting everyone's hearts hard.

Standing in front of Han Yuan and looking at this extremely handsome young man, Xi Qianxue felt a little lost.

At this time, her palms were covered in cold sweat.

It looked like a confrontation between brothers, but in fact she had reached her limit!

Di Jie's swordsmanship is indeed exquisite, but Han Yuan's sword is not only powerful and heavy, but also too fierce and cruel!

She had no time to counterattack, and Han Yuan was leading the entire battle!

Even if the sword continues, if the fight continues, either her defense will fail or she will be exhausted...

Her sword was broken, but she knew that it had nothing to do with the sword. The reason why the sword was broken was because its owner was unable to withstand the opponent's attack.

Regardless of the quality of the weapon itself, her swordsmanship is more exquisite than Han Yuan's, her realm is higher than Han Yuan's, and she has been practicing for a longer time...

But in the battle just now, whether it was her understanding of combat skills, her understanding of weapons, or her grasp of timing...she was not as good as Han Yuan!

Although I don’t want to admit it, this is the fact!

Han Yuan is like a desperado walking between yin and yang, calm, fearless, confident, judgmental, ruthless...

She was not unjustly defeated.

At this time, although some people in the field were not as good as the two people, they still had some understanding in their eyes. Many people were shocked and looked at the broken sword and slowly came to their senses.

Immediately, many people began to turn pale.

Xi Qianxue was truly defeated.

At this time, the clubs that had not yet been challenged were sweating coldly, regretting provoking the Shenhuo Club...

Those who were not involved were sweating coldly and secretly rejoicing. Fortunately, the Shenhuo Society was not provoked, otherwise they would be the ones who suffered in the end!

Han Yuan is not only a madman, but also a cruel and ruthless person!

Xi Qianxue gently leaned over and picked up her sword, her face complex but still calm: "You are very strong, I lost, we will see you in the year-end competition."

After that, he turned around and left.

After a pause, he turned around and said, "But if it's just this level, you can't beat Haotian."

Han Yuan curled his lips and said calmly: "Do you think I can only reach the level just now?"

Xi Qianxue was startled, and then her eyes showed a look of disbelief.

The level just now was not his limit?

Han Yuan saw Xi Qianxue's eyes, chuckled twice, and ignored her.

He turned around and looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "Next, it's your turn!"

Everyone was shocked!

Does he really still have the energy to challenge?

Han Yuan frowned, took out a small piece of paper, and said to himself: "Which club do I want to challenge? Wait a minute..."

Everyone: ...The King of Hell clicks Mao?