"That's, Han, Hanchen?"

A sound filled with trembling echoed from the crowd. In an instant, everyone in the audience changed their expressions and showed shock.

The three figures hidden in the void were ranked first, Han Chen.

The highly anticipated ink-splashing pen technique Jingchen appeared in everyone's sight with the second place. As for the third place in this round, it was Xigu Li Qingmou.

Although Qi Jingchen entered the top three six times, he failed to defend the first place for five consecutive times. Everyone here was shocked and also felt a little regretful.

Just like beautiful things are broken, they fail to develop smoothly.

At least this is what the people who support Ji Jingchen think in their hearts.

"Who is that Han Chen? Why haven't you heard of his name before?"

"It is said that he came from the Wilderness Star Sea. A year ago, he got the purified Buddha lotus and reached the bottom of the Styx River. After that, countless geniuses went to the Nine Nether Styx River to intercept and chase him, but failed to successfully take it down."

"What? It turns out that he is the one who got the purified Buddha lotus. Unexpectedly, such a person appeared in Huang Xinghai?"

...

In comparison, the name "Hanchen" has only been known to people in recent times.

There are many geniuses at the Centennial Ceremony, and there are many people who don’t know him.

Now he suddenly rushed to the first place and reached the front of Ji Jingchen, which was particularly surprising to the countless talented audiences in the audience.

"Wow, haha, it's great!" Guan Lingxing happily slapped his hands and made a victory gesture, "Hanchen is so awesome, that's it, leaving that skill Jingchen behind."

Yan Wu, Chi Ming, and Xue Yang also showed surprise on their faces. After waiting for so many rounds, they finally saw the phantom of Han Chen. And as soon as they appeared, they were the number one in this round, which was really a big surprise.

Of course, many talented audiences who support Skill Jingchen expressed disdain for this, thinking that Han Chen was just lucky. When he met a player with poor strength, he allowed him to advance first.

Amid all the noisy discussions, the genius audiences on the rooftops around the four sides began to fall into the waiting for anticipation.

Time faded rapidly.

As the number of people eliminated is increasing, the red color of Qiankun Ball, which represents the number of internal geniuses on the surface, is becoming less and less. The result of rounds of storms and confrontations touches the heartstrings of countless people.

"The seventh round ends."

"The third place is Dongxuan Xiaobin Zhao Qi."

"The second place is the ink-splashing pen technique that shocked the dust."

"The first place, Hanchen."

...

The seventh round of champion throne, Hanchen.

After winning the first place in two consecutive rounds, Han Chen's performance once again gave everyone a considerable impact. As of now, only Han Chen and Ji Jingchen can win the first place in two consecutive rounds of the competition.

"Damn, is this guy so lucky again?"

"One is luck, two times are strength."

"Hmph, strength? I don't know, you guys watch it! He will definitely not be there in the top three in the next round."

...

Of course, countless people are not recognized for this Han Chen that suddenly "appears out".

No matter what, the top geniuses such as Ji Jingchen, Zhao Qi, Li Qingmou, and Kill Wushe have all become famous for a long time. People in various continental areas have a preconceived concept of them.

Hanchen, who was not recognized by others in the past, stood up without any warning. He won the first place in two games, which made many people feel a little jealous.

It’s like the skill Jingchen won the first place by others, and most people will take it for granted.

But when Hanchen wins first, everyone will be surprised. Especially in the eyes of those who are optimistic about skills, this accident has inexplicably turned into suppression.

Therefore, most of the people here regard Han Chen's two first prizes as luck.

As the next game progresses, round after round of showdowns ended one after another.

The eighth round of the game ends!

"The third place is Beimo killing without mercy."

"The second place is Qi Jingchen."

"The first place is Hanchen."

"It's Han Chen again, I'm damn, I've won three consecutive championships, this guy."

...

The ninth round of the game ends!

"The third place is Ma Yuxuan."

"The second place is Qi Jingchen."

"The first place is still Han Chen."

"Four consecutive rounds! The record of tying skills Jingchen is incredible."

...

In a blink of an eye, nine rounds of battles have passed.

Except for the first round of Kowhushe won the championship, the other eight first place were evenly divided by Han Chen and Ji Jingchen.

As for the second and third places in these nine rounds, they are basically in the hands of Zhao Qi, Li Qingmou, Kao Wushe, Tan Xian, Ma Yuxuan, Xu Shaner and other top geniuses.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and their faces were covered with deep disbelief.

When Han Chen tied the record set by Ji Jingchen with the momentum of thunder and suppressed it for four consecutive rounds, no one here dared to say that he was relying on luck.

Those who had disdain for the cold and cold expressions immediately kept silent, as if they were "suffered in the face".

On the east side of the stone platform.

The elder of the Holy Sect, Chi Song, the Saint of the Golden Rain Sword of Jiuxiao Pavilion, and Yu Xiu, the elder of the Huantian Sect, were also surprised to stare at the three phantoms that were gradually disappearing in the sky.

"Hanchen?" Yuxiu chuckled faintly, "This little guy is a little interesting. I didn't pay much attention to him before."

"Haha, do you like him?" Chisong said with a smile.

"Yes! I have always liked handsome young men. If you were hundreds of years younger, maybe I would like you." Yuxiu didn't care about her identity at all and said such unscrupulous words. But she was very beautiful and her gentle and dignified look did not look frivolous at all.

Chisong smiled, but refused to answer.

"There are two rounds of competitions, and it's over." A faint voice came from Shen Chao's mouth of Jiuxiao Pavilion.

"oh?"

Chi Song and Yu Xiu were slightly stunned, and then they turned their eyes to the Qiankun ball area ahead. They saw the hundred Qiankun balls floating in the air, just like a corner of the universe in the vast galaxy.

At this moment, there are only four of the Qiankun balls with the most red dots on the sphere. The least one is two.

This means that among the Qiankun Ball with the largest number of people, there are four participating geniuses. Among the Qiankun Ball with the lowest number of people, there are only two participating geniuses.

This shows that the fastest one is already in the last peak duel, and the slowest one is also in the penultimate round.

However, most of the Qiankun Balls are still four people in it.

"It seems that the number of contestants is just right, and there are no extras." Yuxiu said.

"No!" Chisong shook his head, chuckled, and said. "It is impossible for a genius of more than 100,000 people to be precise and just right. It's just that the Qiankun Ball will automatically adjust the number of people inside, causing some people who have lost their combat power or are seriously injured to be eliminated early."

"Exit early?"

"That's right!" Chisong nodded and confirmed, "After all, the number of people cannot be accurate to no awkward. In order to allow Qianmai to continue smoothly, Qiankun Ball will automatically sense which contestants have lost their combat power, or are seriously injured and unable to complete the normal game, and then teleport them out to form the most accurate round match duel."

Qiankun Ball is a space artifact of the Holy Gate. Chisong must have a long-term understanding of it, Yu Xiu and Shen Chao.

"But if this is the case, it will be unfair to those contestants who have the belief to persevere?" Yuxiu said.

Chisong's eyes condensed, and he let out a sigh of relief, saying, "Nothing is absolutely fair. Since it is doomed to be a failure, why waste time on them? We are here just to make the Qianmai Martial Arts race smoothly. There is no need to pay too much attention to those who are powerless to move forward."

Chisong paused, and a little complicated emerged from her deep eyes, "This is the management model of a first-class sect, you should be very clear about it."

Yuxiu remained silent, and a faint ripples appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The Golden Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao was very calm. He had long been accustomed to such things. In the eyes of first-class sects, there was no fairness in the world at all.

...

"There are only the last two rounds of duels left, it's really nervous!" Guan Lingxing frowned with his eyebrows, his expression tense, and there was still hope on his pretty face.

In the past few rounds of duels, Guan Lingyue was also eliminated. The only demon star Lin Kun is still in the fierce battle.

As for the Han Alliance, Xue Yang was eliminated from the beginning, and then Dao Shixian and Xie Hui.

As of now, the Han Alliance eliminated three people in total. This probability was greatly beyond everyone's expectations.

Being able to reach this point is not just as simple as luck.

"There are only two rounds left, I hope they can compete for some excitement." Yan Wu said lightly.

The penultimate round of fierce battle is in full swing.

Under the expectant eyes of more than 100,000 pairs in the game, the number of people in the Qiankun ball is gradually decreasing.
To be continued...