This result was really unexpected. Those who had expected Li Hanxue to encounter a fierce battle were all severely slapped in the face.
"This Zhang Suoran is really hidden too deep." Shan Zian, Qiu Yiping, He Lianyuan and others all looked unhappy, "His strength has reached such a level that even Yin Heng was easily crushed by him. Here
Could he be his opponent?"
"I'm afraid only Liu Xian'er and Long Tianxiang can compete with him. Others have no chance at all."
Li Hanxue's status instantly rose a hundred feet in the hearts of everyone.
Shi Chong and Bao Menghui were a little unhappy after hearing this.
Bao Menghui sneered and said: "You have overestimated this Zhang Ranran. He just defeated Yin Heng. From my perspective, there is nothing worth making a fuss about."
Bao Menghui was previously tested to have the potential of a ninth-level saint king, and was directly accepted as a disciple by Elder Shi Chen, enjoying an honor second only to Liu Xian'er and Long Tianxiang.
Liu Xian'er and Long Tianxiang were far more talented in martial arts than Bao Menghui, so he naturally had nothing to say. In his heart, he already regarded himself as the top three disciples in this generation, and even had the opportunity to compete with Liu Xian'er.
Long Tianxiang competes.
However, now Zhang Suoran suddenly appeared and overshadowed him, and Bao Menghui found it difficult to recognize him.
"After all, mental talent is a heresy. Only those with high martial arts talent can become strong!" Bao Menghui sneered, "If Zhang Ranran confronts me later, I will let him understand how powerful I am!"
The warriors in the wilderness did not dare to express their opinions and say who would win and who would lose.
Li Hanxue defeated Yin Heng with one move, and his strength was already obvious. Bao Menghui is not weak either, and has the potential of a ninth-level saint. Since he saw Yin Heng pale with his own eyes and was still fearless, he must have his trump card.
Liu Xian'er stared at Li Hanxue with a solemn expression and said: "Bao Menghui, you'd better be careful. If you underestimate this guy, you may suffer a loss."
Bao Menghui snorted coldly: "Thank you Miss Liu for your kindness."
Li Hanxue let go of his right hand, and Yin Heng fell to the ground, covering his neck and coughing continuously.
"Brother, are you okay?" Yin Yueguang hurriedly stepped forward, "Zhang Suran, just wait for me, I will definitely take revenge!"
"Xiaoguang, don't be impulsive." Yin Heng coughed repeatedly, "Don't participate in the next competition."
"What?" Yin Yueguang was shocked, "Brother, what do you mean by this? Do you want me to give up the competition and hand over the first place in the group to Zhang Ranran?"
The strength of Yin Yueguang and Yin Heng was actually about the same. Yin Heng was crushed, and Yin Yueguang had no chance of winning against Li Hanxue. However, Yin Yueguang never believed that Yin Heng was defeated head-on.
"Brother, did this despicable villain Zhang Ranran use any tricks? Otherwise, with my skill, how could I be defeated in an instant?"
Yin Heng's eyes were gloomy, and he admitted in public that he was defeated by someone in an upright manner. This kind of thing was tantamount to a slap in the face, and he really couldn't say it.
"Xiaoguang, listen to me! Don't fight with him!"
"Brother, I can't swallow this breath!" Yin Yueguang roared and rushed towards Li Hanxue, "Zhang Suoran, accept your life!"
Li Hanxue punched out.
boom!
Without any suspense, Yin Yueguang received a punch and fell to the ground.
Yin Yueguang lay on the ground, dumbfounded. He neither yelled nor screamed. He just opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at the black night sky. He finally understood why Yin Heng didn't let him take action. Only when he really faced Li Hanxue's fist did he
Understand that that punch is simply not something that the wild warrior can possess.
After the Yin brothers were defeated, the first place in the seventh group naturally fell into the hands of Li Hanxue.
Among the ten groups in the advanced group, all the first places stood out.
They are Shan Zian, Qiu Yiping, He Lianyuan, Shi Chong, Bao Menghui, Long Tianxiang, Liu Xianer and Li Hanxue, as well as two casual cultivators, Ye Cheng and Peng Kai. After a hard battle, they finally won the first place.
one.
The battle for the spot of the Holy Son is going on among these ten people.
Shi Chen said: "Now that the top names of the ten groups have been decided, you will each draw numbers. Number 1 will fight against Number 10, Number 2 will fight against Number 9, and so on, to determine the top five. The battle between the top five,
No. 3 does not need to fight, two or two will fight to determine the top three. The last three will have a melee to determine the number one, do you understand?"
"clear!"
"Very good, let's begin!"
Shi Chen stretched out his big hand, and ten white light groups floated into the sky. These ten light groups represented numbers one to ten respectively.
Long Tianxiang flicked his finger, and an air blade broke through one of the light groups, and the light group exploded with a bang.
A big white word "two" suddenly appeared in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, others followed suit and destroyed the light group and got their own numbers.
Shan Zi'an drew number 3, and became his opponent with He Lianyuan, number 7. Both of them were brothers in the same school, so they were unlucky.
Liu Xian'er accidentally drew number 8, which happened to be her opponent with Long Tianxiang.
Liu Xian'er originally wanted to have a decisive battle with Long Tianxiang, but things turned out unexpectedly, but she was obviously not panicked.
Long Tianxiang smiled and said: "Liu Xian'er, I didn't expect that you would meet me in the first round of fighting. Your luck is really bad."
Liu Xian'er smiled and said: "It doesn't matter who has bad luck."
"Do you think you have a chance of winning?" Long Tianxiang showed a provocative smile.
“It’s still unclear who will win.”
"Then we'll see."
The battle has already become tense before it even begins.
Qiu Yiping lined up with Shi Chong, who had the potential of the eighth-level Saint King, while Ye Cheng became a rival with Peng Kai.