When the tenth round of competition ended, everyone on the entire rooftop couldn't help but tense their nerves, and their hearts were all raised to their throats.

"This time, Qi Jingchen must have won the first place."

"It may also be that there is no mercy to kill."

"The hope of Qi Jingchen is most likely."

...

Looking forward to it, countless pairs of restless eyes gathered motionlessly on the three illusory figures above the Qiankun Ball area.

The shadow became more and more solid, and soon revealed the whole picture.

Everyone ignored the two or three figures, and all their attention was gathered on the first figure.

But when I saw the phantom who won the first place, his slender figure, handsome appearance, and his firm outline seemed to be carved with a guillotine. When I saw this person, everyone's pupils shrank.

The other party was Han Chen.

"Boom!"

An unprecedented sensation exploded on the rooftops in the four sides. The violent turmoil was like an erupting volcano, impacting the minds of everyone in the audience.

It's Han Chen again!

He won the first place in five consecutive rounds of competitions, and this result directly and steadily suppressed Qi Jingchen.

There was an uproar on the whole audience, and all kinds of amazement were like a rush.

At this moment, even the three elders on the stone platform on the east could not help but stand up from the stone chair. The three of them looked at each other, all of whom were shocked in their eyes.

"In this way, there is only the last round of competition left!" Chisong narrowed his eyes and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

...

Inside the Qiankun Ball, the battlefield space.

At this moment, on a foggy bridge.

This is a magnificent stone bridge that runs across the vast waters and river surface. The width of the river surface is dozens of miles long. This majestic bridge runs across the river channel that runs across the dozens of miles, like a dragon guarding this place.

The magnificent bridge looks very old and exudes the atmosphere of time.

However, the bridge is relatively flat, with fewer bumpy marks. It is very thick when stepped on it, giving people a sense of safety and comfort. You will not worry that this bridge will collapse one day because it cannot withstand the wind and waves.

However, the cold weather on the bridge was shrouded in danger.

Until now, Han Chen didn't know who his opponent was?

Han Chen arrived at this battlefield almost at the same time as his opponent. Han Chen was slightly ahead for a few seconds. Before he could properly investigate the terrain characteristics of the arena, his opponent arrived here. Moreover, the opponent immediately disappeared when he arrived, but Han Chen did not even see the appearance of his opponent clearly.

This is one of the few opponents Han Chen has encountered who can beat him in speed! This game made him feel a great sense of crisis from the bottom of his heart.

"This should be the last game!" Han Chen murmured softly, his dark eyes flashing with cautious light. He moved carefully on the bridge deck.

The contestants who can reach this point must be all powerful geniuses.

Most geniuses will no longer grab time like the previous rounds of battles. Because this is the last round of competition. Once they lose, all the efforts made before will be wasted.

Therefore, in this round of battle, we must pay full attention to the opponent and not be careless at all.

Han Chen clearly understood that this would be a patience battle. Even if you wait for three days and three nights, you must not be anxious. Once you are anxious, you will be in chaos, which will give your opponent an opportunity to take advantage of.

“Buzz!”

There was a vast white mist from all directions. Even with the ninth level of the immortal realm, it could not penetrate it. Han Chen quietly mobilized the perception of the soul and tried to be the normal position of his opponent.

But unexpectedly, the primordial sense power could not spread out, as if it had touched an iron plate, compressed into an extremely small range.

Is it these fogs?

Han Chen frowned and couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

I thought these fogs were just tricks used by the other party to confuse their vision, but I didn't expect that even the soul's perception could be blocked. The opponent's ability was much stronger than I imagined.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a sharp wind breaking force came from above, Han Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and the opponent finally began to attack. He immediately moved his body and dodged towards the rear.

"Ding Ding!"

The crisp iron tools collided, and two sharp daggers and darts appeared on the stone bricks on the bridge where Han Chen was just now. The darts penetrated deep into the stone bricks, leaving only a small piece outside.

Han Chen did not dare to be careless at all. When his mind moved, the Sky Sword appeared in his palm.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a surging sword force erupted from Han Chen's body, and the gorgeous seven-colored light blended with the blue glow of the Sky Sword, forming a circle of flowing waves of air.

Palm artifact, aura of a person.

The fog shrouded around the cold weather was immediately shook back and lifted up.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the fog, and the footsteps came from every corner from all directions. Han Chen couldn't tell a precise direction.

"Swoosh!"

In the fog, it was like a ghost flashing.

Without giving Han Chen any time to react, a white figure rushed out like a ghost, and a sharp weapon pointed directly at Han Chen's throat. The white figure was wrapped in white mist, unable to tell his appearance or his figure. Its speed was as fast as lightning, and it instantly arrived in front of Han Chen.

"snort!"

A cold light flashed in the corner of Han Chen's eyes, and a sword was turned on. The sky sword burst out with dazzling light, directly splitting the opponent in half. The white figure suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke and dust dispersed fog, fluttering in the air, and blending into the surrounding fog.

Clan?

When the white fog dissipated, a crisp and pleasant silver ringtone suddenly came into Han Chen's ears.

The moving silver ringtone is particularly ethereal. It is like passing through mountains, rivers and seas, tracing the sound of the sky coming from valleys and streams. It is obvious that it is just this light ringtone, Han Chen's eardrums trembled involuntarily, and even his mind was temporarily blurred.

"This ringtone? Could it be?"

"Swoosh!" Along with the intoxicating ringtone, a gentle breeze poured in, and a blurry afterimage flew past his eyes.

"hiss!"

A bunch of blood flowers fluttered in the air, and Han Chen felt a stinging pain in his chest. A narrow and long wound appeared on his chest along with his scratched clothes.

"It's so dangerous!" Han Chen was secretly frightened. Fortunately, he hid quickly enough, otherwise he would have been cut more than a hole.

Having no time to pay attention to the injuries in his chest, Han Chen jumped, stepped out of the air, and flashed into the sky. But at this moment, the pleasant silver ringtone came again.

"jingle……"

The ringtone rang, like the invisible hand that stirred Han Chen's heartstrings, and his consciousness blurred again.

"snort!"

Han Chen quickly danced a thick sword energy with the sky sword, and the sharp and destructive sword was like a tide, sweeping across all directions.

Once the sword energy is spread out, the attack range is relatively large, but the strength of the sword energy is relatively weak.

The opponent hidden in the fog was also grasping this point. He ignored the large area of ​​sword energy released by Han Chen and directly turned into a flowing shadow, flashing behind Han Chen, and the sharp short sword pierced directly into the opponent's back heart.

"Bang bang!"

The fierce offensive easily broke through the weak sword aura and attacked Han Chen's back without diminishing attack.

"The Holy Armor of the Earth!"

Han Chen shouted inwardly, and the earth-attributed Wuyuan power was quickly released, and a layer of golden-brown flowing shadow armor immediately covered his body.

"Bang!"

The sharp short sword was dotted firmly on the body of the layer of flowing shadow armor. The extremely powerful impact force directly caused a piece of armor behind Han Chen to crack in dense gaps. The broken armor was like broken ice crystal glass, splashing in the sky.

The earth's holy armor is not a holy armor, but a defensive secret technique mastered by Han Chen.

The armor defense power condensed by the earth-attributed martial arts power is improved with Han Chen's own cultivation.

As far as Han Chen's current strength is concerned, the defense of the Earth Saint Armor is no less than that of a top-quality Saint Armor.

And such a top-quality holy armor was shattered by the opponent's sword easily.

...

However, Han Chen did not have the time to care about how strong the opponent's strength was, and turned around and sword as quickly as possible.

The amazing sword force is one point faster than its opponent.

"jingle!"

But at this moment, the annoying ringtone came again.

The ringtone started, and it was shocking!

The strange ringtone seemed to have an invisible sound wave in the air. Han Chen, who was invasively invaded by the sound waves, trembled and the sword force released was paused a little.

"call out!"

The sharp sky sword slashed the sky with one sword, twisting the space to the extreme, and the ghostly figure failed to complete the attack, and then disappeared into the fog and disappeared from Han Chen's vision again.

This person was so cautious, and Han Chen had no choice but to fight face to face. He used the fog and the ringtone that confuses his mind and fully relied on his own advantages to do every step.

In the cold weather in the fog, a bit of solemnity surged between my eyebrows.

"It seems that the first priority is to dispel these fogs!"

Han Chen narrowed his eyes, and in an instant, a huge aura erupted, along with the extremely hot air waves, the endless blue demon flame fire, like the erupting volcano, sweeping the entire audience in all directions.

"Demon Flame Magical Power!"

The demonic flame fire that soared into the sky was comparable to the torrent of explosion, making the space burn and distorted.

Once the white fog touched the blue demon flame, it seemed like it had encountered a nemesis and was quickly dispersed and retreated.
Chapter completed!