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The first round of promotion can be described as confusion. The audience was overwhelmed by the sight and swept back and forth on the No. 1, No. 5 and No. 3 rings.

Meng Huo was really unstoppable. Not to mention his strength, he was particularly quick and fierce. Any player who was hit by him would not be able to get up without exception.

In a blink of an eye, the only people who could stand up on the No. 1 are Meng Huo and an ordinary young man. The latter looked panicked, holding the weapon in his hand, and couldn't help but tremble.

Meng Huo's eyebrows were filled with deep jokes. He spread his hands and smiled contemptuously, "Get out of useless waste, get down by yourself! This young master is unwilling to do anything."

"You, you." The man was insulted by this, and his whole face turned into a pig's liver. He gritted his teeth, and felt cruel. He raised the sword in his hand and stabbed him at the other party. "Damn it, I'll fight with you."

A man has a strong backbone, but unfortunately, no matter how much backbone he has, he cannot make up for the gap in strength.

"Hehe, what a fool." Meng Huo's face showed a fierce and dangerous smile, "Lingxi Fingering Kung!"

Wow! A solid white beam of light burst out from Meng Huo's right fingertips, like a long tail passing by a meteor. With a bang!, it directly penetrated the man's chest.

"Ah!" The man let out a shrill scream, drew a parabola in the air, and then fell off the ring. After rolling a few circles on the ground, he stopped moving, not knowing whether it was death or life.

Rampant, ruthless, and quick!

As the audience thought, Meng Huo, the favorite to win the championship, was the first contestant to advance. Looking at the arrogant and sharp figure on the No. 1 ring, the audience burst into shouts.

"Meng Huo is a good person, support you."

"Meng won the championship."

At the same time, Liu Yifeng, who was on the No. 5 ring, also ended the battle. All the five contestants on the same stage were knocked off the ring.

"Young Master Liu Yifeng is the strongest and supports Young Master Liu Yifeng."

"Brother is the best, brother will win." Liu Xin, who was sitting on the high platform in the east, clapped her face happily. Her slightly dripping mood also improved a lot.

Liu Yifeng's face was full of pride. His eyes swept towards Ji Rushi in the stands. The latter also smiled slightly, as a sign.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Huo and Liu Yifeng successfully advanced. The city lord Meng Hai and Liu Xuan, the head of the Liu family, couldn't help but smile. But under that smile, there was also intrigue.

"Yu'er and Hong'er are almost qualifying." In the Bai family's team, Bai Hao, the second son of the Bai family, spoke to Bai Xiaotian beside him.

Bai Xiaotian nodded. This grandson and granddaughter were the ones he was most satisfied with. However, the situation on the White Army in the No. 6 are obviously almost the same. The White Army at the seventh level of Qi Refining Realm wants to advance, and the hope is very slim.

"Look, what's going on in the No. 8 arena? It seems like five people are fighting one."

"What? One to Five?"

Hearing the exclamation from the crowd, the audience in the stands swept across the streets. Sure enough, a young man holding a long sword was under the siege of five people on the ring No. 8.

"Oh my God! That's Chen'er." Bai Hao couldn't help but stand up, his face full of deep horror and worry.

"Chen'er?" Bai Xiaotian, the head of the family, was also shocked. His eyes were fixed on the slightly thin figure. His beautiful eyebrows were vaguely similar to Bai Muxuan back then. "Didn't you say he knows Xuanyuan Peak?"

"This?" Bai Hao frowned and looked at the eldest brother Bai He beside him.

Bai He narrowed his eyes slightly and replied calmly, "Report to my father, Yu'er met Han Chen in Canglan City a few days ago. At that time, he did say he would go back to Xuanyuan Peak. As for why he appeared here, I don't know."

"Father, what should I do now?" Bai Hao asked anxiously.

"What else can I do?" Bai Xiaotian snorted coldly, and the worry in his eyes flashed, and then it turned into indifference. "Is this where he should come from if he doesn't know what he is alive and dead? Even if he dies, he can't blame anyone."

Bai Hao couldn't help but tremble, "Father, do you just hate Chen'er so much? He is Mu Xuan's child?"

Bai Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, and a hint of disgust appeared between his eyebrows, and he stopped talking immediately.

In addition, Liu Xuan, Liu Xin, Ji Rushi, Cang Yan'er and others showed different expressions when they saw that the man was cold.

"Hmph, it's him. Let's see how you die now." Liu Xin was already hating Han Chen and a vicious smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Ji Rushi frowned slightly, and she felt a little worried about Han Chen in her heart.

In the No. 8 ring, Han Chen was calm and wandered among the five people. Meng Luo was the main attacker on the front, while the other four people attacked sideways. Although the cooperation was not a tacit understanding, the offensive was also extremely fierce.

"Boy, I see how long you can withstand it." Meng Luo's tone was full of murderous intent, he danced his sword and shouted sternly, "Xuanbing Cross Slash!"

A cold breath came from the air, and two cross slashes made of ice blades quickly attacked Han Chen. At the same time, the other four people also aimed the weapons in their hands at the vital points of his body.

Han Chen's palm condensed, and a blood-colored crescent moon appeared on the front to face Meng Luo's attack. As the crescent moon moved, it burned a substantial flame.

Bang! Two completely opposite forces collided together, the scorching flames and the cold ice blades slammed each other, and the ice crystals splashed everywhere, and the airflow on the field became quite chaotic. He intercepted Meng Luo's attack, and Han Chen stepped on the Taixu Dragon Step and dodged the attacks of the other four people.

The five people worked together to deal with one person, and the eight arenas were the first to meet. Even Meng Huo and Liu Yifeng did not enjoy such treatment just now. Almost everyone's eyes gathered on the No. 8 arena. Most of them were stunned, and they also showed the meaning of gloating.

"That boy seems to be Han Chen, right? How could he be attacked by five people?"

"You don't know this, right? Yesterday at Junjie Tower, Han Chen offended Young Master Meng Luo and Miss Liu Xin. Do you think he still has a good life?"

"So that's the case? Haha, he's such a bad guy. After a while, he can't hold on."

"It's still a trivial matter that can't hold on. Look at the appearance of Young Master Meng Luo and the others. Can Han Chen survive today?"

Some sarcastic and mean people spoke sarcastic words below. In almost everyone's eyes, Han Chen's fate is destined, and it is hard to say whether he can save his life.

Hua Yumei stood in the crowd, with a hint of anger lingering in her beautiful eyes. She didn't expect that the people in the City Lord's Mansion would be so shameless and let Meng Luo openly take revenge on Han Chen. Even at this moment, she had no idea. After all, Han Chen was only a martial artist at the seventh level of Qi Refining Realm.

Meng Hai, the lord of Qianting City in the east stand, looked a little surprised. He knew that Meng Luo wanted to deal with someone, but he didn't expect that the person would be Han Chen. Out of the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but swept to Bai Xiaotian, the head of the Bai family not far away, and saw that the latter had no special expression. Meng Hai sneered in his heart.

Bang! Han Chen faced Meng Luo on the front and shook the latter away. In order to launch a second round of offensive, a strong fluctuation of power broke out in the bodies of the other people.

"Hehe, Hanchen little thief, die!" Meng Luo's eyes flashed fiercely, and then a golden phantom of a long sword appeared behind him. "Talented magical powers, sharp swords!"

"When this scene appeared, the audience on the field knew that Han Chen could not escape and died.

Ji Rushi's pretty face in the stands changed slightly, and there was a hint of unbearableness in her beautiful eyes. However, Liu Xin next to her was just the opposite. Her seemingly pure little face showed coldness.

Princess Canglan, Cang Yan'er raised a curve of smiles on the corner of her mouth, which seemed to have some prejudice against Han Chen, and she wanted him to die on the spot.

But only a few people such as Bai Hao, Hua Yumei were worried and anxious.

But even in the face of this critical moment, Han Chen's expression still did not change at all. He glanced at the five people around him with a cold tone.

"I will give you a chance and stop immediately, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Hahahaha, you kid kicked the donkey in the forehead, right?" Meng Luo smiled instead of anger, his face full of endless contempt and mockery.

Not only him, but also the other four players showed disdain. Even the audience on the field secretly found it funny.

"That kid really has a trick to fool people."

"That's right, haha, fortunately I didn't play on stage. Otherwise, I would have been scared to death by him, haha."

Amid the ridicule of everyone, Meng Luo and the five men's joint offensive were instantly launched. Five different forces attacked Han Chen from five directions.

In particular, a golden sword light several meters long used by Meng Luo combined with the "Sharp Sword Magic Power" exudes powerful lethality and destructive power.

The joint attack between the five people is probably not even Meng Huo and Liu Yifeng dare to fight. However, Han Chen stood there motionless, his cold eyes surged with murderous intent from the forest.

"Talented magical powers, devour!" Han Chen shouted in his heart.

Boom! Five tide-like attacks accurately hit Han Chen's body, and the chaotic Wu Yuan power was venting everywhere on the ring.

Bai Hao, in the stand on the east side, his legs became weak and he collapsed on the chair with his eyes blank. Bai Xiaotian clenched his fists and breathed a deep breath, but he couldn't tell whether it was sad or happy.

Liu Xin, Meng Huo, and Liu Yifeng, who have a grudge against Han Chen, all showed cold smiles. Especially Liu Yifeng, who glanced at Ji Rushi in the audience, secretly laughed, "It seems that I can't use it."

"Hahahaha, useless things, you're dead at my hands." Meng Luo burst into laughter wantonly.

With a loud bang!, the chaotic Wuyuan power in the middle suddenly burst out. Everyone was shocked, and the next moment, a figure flashed across the table.

Hiss! The sound of a sharp weapon passing through the flesh suddenly came, followed by a person's heart-wrenching and tragic scream.

Everyone's expressions instantly stiffened on their faces. When they saw the situation on the stage at this time, everyone's pupils couldn't help but tighten.
Chapter completed!