Chapter Thirty-Two: The Finals Start: Fighting Han Xiang fiercely

No one thought that the eldest prince, as the uncrowned king, would be defeated by Han Xiang. The Cultivation Base was obviously the highest and the strength was top, but he was defeated by Han Xiang, who was even lower in strength.

“In the semi-finals, the winner is Han Xiang. Do you need to take a break before proceeding to the finals?”

Han Tianya stood there for a few seconds before reacting and said to Han Xiang on the ring.

“No, I’m very physically active. Let’s start the finals now!”

Promoting to the Samsung Martial GrandMaster, Han Xiang’s self-confidence greatly increased. He felt that there was an infinite force value on his body, and even gave him the illusion that he could blow everything in front of him.

“It’s you, come up Han Qiming, I know you are also a two-star Martial GrandMaster. It is indeed amazing, but it is definitely not my opponent. From the beginning to the end, you are not in my eyes. My opponent is Han. Zhong, but he has already lost, and you are no exception. If you are acquainted, hurry up and surrender yourself. I don’t want to kill in vain!”

Han Xiang said with a gesture of controlling the audience, full of strong self-confidence, as if he had already won without a fight.

“Oh? Why should I give up, maybe I have a chance to win?” Han Qiming said in a joking tone.

“You don’t have to have illusions, because you won’t have any chance. Even if you get the opportunity of heaven-defying and get promoted to this Realm in a short time, the nature of your waste cannot be changed.” Han Xiang snorted coldly. Interrupted Han Qiming’s words.

“I studied martial arts at the age of five, Han Xiang, and practiced hard for thirteen years. I don’t know how much hardship I have experienced, how many hardships and dangers I have experienced. How can the waste that hasn’t even killed a chicken before be my opponent? Give up and don’t force me to do it!”

“Hahaha, I have never seen you not wanting face like this. Han Zhong, who defeated a Samsung Martial GrandMaster, thought the world was invincible?”

Hearing Han Xiang showing off in a proud tone, Han Qiming laughed loudly, exaggerated and harsh.

“What are you laughing at?” Han Xiang said coldly: “Do you think you are qualified to fight me if you win Han Feng? I will tell you how naive your thoughts are.”

“You can just say that you have also arrived at the Samsung Martial GrandMaster. Why should you say so much nonsense to express yourself.”

Han Qiming sarcastically said that with the system in hand, Han Qiming knew that Han Xiang had already made breakthroughs on the spot and was promoted to the Samsung Martial GrandMaster, but he was very cunning and deliberately weakened his momentum without revealing it.

Sure enough, Han Xiang’s face stiffened when he heard Han Zhong’s words.

“If you know what, you will definitely lose!”

Han Xiang’s face suddenly turned cold, and he no longer kept it, and a far stronger aura exploded.

“Samsung Martial GrandMaster, His Royal Highness Han Xiang has also successfully promoted to the Samsung Martial GrandMaster! He hasn’t been exposed just now, he is so hidden!” the crowd exclaimed.

“It’s no wonder that His Royal Highness Han Xiang said that he was the first one. He didn’t expect to have a real strong confidence. Now he has defeated the strongest prince, and basically the first place is already in the bag!”

“I also think that the first place is Han Xiang. Whether it is Cultivation Base or prestige, he is better than Han Qiming. Han Qiming is just a maid’s prince, low status, and was still a waste before, no matter if it is in force. It is still difficult to be a big responsibility in all aspects of people and the world. This crown prince must belong to His Royal Highness Han Xiang!” All of Han Xiang’s doglegs immediately began to stir up troubles and guide public opinion.

“I also support His Royal Highness Han Xiang, His Royal Highness Han Xiang is invincible!”

“Today’s competition is destined to belong to my stage. You are just a poor clown, vulnerable.” Han Xiang showed his domineering, arrogant and fierce fangs.

“Villain always dies from talking too much!”

Han Qiming shook his head, his patience has reached his limit, he took out a machete and held it in his hand.

“Blow you up, daddy is bound to win!”

Han Qiming took precedence, the tiger swung with the scimitar in his hand was alive and well, bursts of thunder, suddenly exploded, and even the air was shattered by this stick.

“Small bugs, break it for me!”

Facing Han Qiming’s aggressive blow, Han Xiang didn’t care at all, but saw his understatement of a spear thrust, and a True Qi long spear tens of meters long rushed towards Han Qiming, trying to penetrate it.

“Grass, I want to hurt me, daddy killed you!” Han Qiming roared, and hit Han Xiang’s spear directly with a stick, slamming his spear and deviating from the original trajectory.

“Huh, you can’t hide it!” Han Xiang sneered. With a flick of his wrist, the Overlord’s gun bounced back at an exaggerated angle like a poisonous snake, and one shot was placed on Han Qiming’s scimitar.

boom!

With a huge explosion, Han Xiang’s Overlord’s spear directly penetrated one of the blades of the scimitar, and a small hole suddenly appeared in the scimitar that was originally intact.

“Fuck, this shit machete is so unusable, it’s a fake and shoddy product!”

Han Qiming looked at the already damaged scimitar, a little depressed.

Although the scimitar is the best weapon of the mysterious rank, but the face-level weapon of the overlord spear, it is obviously not enough.

Therefore, Han Qiming currently needs a stronger and more powerful handy weapon.

Slaughter the Immortal Sword is awesome.

But the system must win the game to be rewarded.

“So, you must be scrapped as soon as possible!”

A cold light appeared in Han Qiming’s eyes.

He suddenly stepped forward and threw the broken scimitar in his hand directly.



boom!

The scimitar weighing hundreds of catties was thrown away by Han Qiming’s immense force value. It was almost like a meteorite. The scimitar slashed through the air, blasting the sound, and even more shocking, it came out. Bursts of sparks smashed directly at Han Xiang.

“A bloody battle, get out of the way!”

Facing Han Qiming’s destruction of the world, Han Xiang screamed, holding the Overlord’s spear in both hands, stepping out in one step, and the whole person jumped directly into the ground, jumped into the air, and then sank with a powerful blow. , Fell from the sky, and hit the scimitar with a shot.

boom!

In this way, the scimitar that had been with Han Qiming for a long time, the scimitar with brilliant record, was directly exploded by Han Xiang.

“Stupid, thinking that you can beat me like this? Without weapons, see how you can fight me!” Han Xiang smashed the scimitar with a shot, showing a terrifying grin on his face.

Just when he was about to take advantage of the victory, he suddenly became alert and turned his head to look forward.

“Ling Xu broken fingers!”

I saw that a dazzling and dazzling golden light in front of me struck towards me, the golden light was the size of a grain of rice, but there was a power that people couldn’t look at directly.

Han Xiang wanted to use Movement Technique to dodge, but there was a hint of horror in his eyes, because he realized that he couldn’t avoid it anyway.

Suddenly.

Cold sweat came out of his forehead.

I was actually hit!

That’s right, the scimitar that Han Qiming threw before was just a smoke bomb, in order to use this assassin trick with all his strength.

As the top grade Martial Skill, the power of Lingxu Broken Finger is even comparable to that of the Heavenly Martial Skill.

Because it condenses and squeezes all True Qi into a single point, although it seems small in size, it contains a force value that destroys the world.

This force value is invincible, just like the laser on the earth, it has the power to penetrate everything!

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