The president doesn't want to be a licking dog

The next day, Xianming and Xianyue came out together, and Xianyue looked good, with a ruddy complexion, but she was still wearing a high-necked dress.

On the stage of martial arts, some monks went up to challenge Xianming one after another, but they were all beaten down by Xianming. Looking at the momentum, as long as Xianming can continue to win like this, at the end of the night, Xianming will win.

At this time, the person listening to the commentary shouted excitedly: "The one who will challenge our ever-victorious general next is a mid-Yuanying monk, and that is the third son of Fengbei's Zhang family, Zhang Hualin! "

Han Zhouyi was taken aback, Zhang Hualin?He wants to go up to challenge Xianming?

Almost immediately, Han Zhou knew why Zhang Hualin went up to challenge Xianming.

As long as he wins Xianming, then tomorrow he can compete with No.3 Xiao Zhuo on the overall leaderboard.If he wins against Xiao Zhuo again, he can continue to compete with No.2, and No.2 is the Yunhua he wants to challenge.

Thinking about it, Han Zhou stretched out his finger to poke Mu Zining's back, leaned forward and asked in Mu Zining's ear: "Did Zhang Hualin pick the first place in the previous martial arts competitions like now?" Go up to challenge the people above?"

Mu Zining shook his head when he heard the words, and said, "No, because the previous martial arts competitions did not have such competition systems as random competitions, challenge competitions, and general competitions. These rules were just set up this year, and this year is just the beginning."

Han Zhou nodded: "So Zhang Hualin never challenged Yunhua in the previous tournaments?"

Mu Zining nodded.

Han Zhou understood: "No wonder, then he will definitely not let go of this opportunity."

Xian Ming on the stage obviously knew about Zhang Hualin, but he was not afraid, and there was still no superfluous expression on his cold face, but deep in his eyes was a ready to move.

Han Zhou knew that Xianming was excited. Competing with a powerful opponent aroused his fighting spirit. Although there was a gap in cultivation, it still couldn't stop his excitement.

Zhang Hualin walked onto the stage slowly and unhurriedly. He was dressed in brown clothes, tall and straight, with a handsome face and a hint of rebellion between his eyebrows and eyes.

Han Zhou noticed that Zhang Hualin didn't have any weapon in his hand, just a round stone ball in his right hand.

Both of them clasped their fists in salute on the stage, and then Xian Ming took the lead in striking out, slashing towards Zhang Hualin.

With a slight smile on the corner of Zhang Hualin's mouth, he dodged lightly.Xianming's saber technique was fast and ruthless, but Zhang Hualin's body was light, so he easily dodged them all.

Zhang Hualin took advantage of the gap he avoided, squeezed a spiritual power crit with his left hand, and threw it towards Xianming. Xianming blocked it secretly, and was shocked by the crit to take a few steps back.

Xianming's eyes were full of excitement, his whole state was different from any previous fight, obviously full of strength and full of momentum.

While wielding the saber, Xianming used his spiritual power to create a crit and confronted Zhang Hualin. The fierce fight between the two shocked the audience.

Xianming then made another saber, An's body was full of spiritual power, Zhang Hualin didn't have any weapons, the left hand accumulated spiritual power and confronted Xianming, his left hand was shining yellow and unexpectedly caught Xianming's saber , causing everyone in the audience to take a deep breath.

It can be seen that Zhang Hualin's strength is far superior to Xianming's, and Zhang Hualin's spiritual power shook Xianming away.

After parting, Zhang Hualin's left hand raised a yellow light, and he heard him say softly: "Sha Bing."

Then a strong wind blew up on the martial arts stage, and the clothes of the two people on the stage were blown up.

On the stage that was originally covered with a blue carpet, a burst of yellow sand appeared out of nowhere with the wind, and then the yellow sand gradually condensed into three sand figures!

The three people were all made of yellow sand, they were two meters high, their faces could not be seen clearly, their bodies were covered with boiling yellow sand, and the eyes of everyone in the audience were wide open.

Han Zhou remembered that Zhang Hualin was the best spirit root, and his spirit root attribute was soil, and then he unlocked another attribute of the spirit root, wind.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hualin's strength is so powerful that he can condense yellow sand out of thin air, and even condense sand soldiers.

The three sand soldiers all held long knives in their hands, and they all swarmed up and attacked Xianming, and everyone in the audience was terrified.

The wind on the stage has not stopped, it has been blowing, and everyone in the audience can feel the strong wind.

At this time, all the blue fences around the martial arts stage lit up with a light blue light, and then there was a light blue barrier around the martial arts stage that went straight to the roof, sealing off the stage and separating it from the audience. .

This is to prevent people under the stage from being injured during the competition, and it will automatically recognize the occurrence of the battle on the stage.

Han Zhou remembered that Xianyue was still sitting behind him. Now that the court is so mysterious, the situation seems to be very unfavorable for Xianming, so Xianyue must be worried.

Han Zhou turned his head and looked at Xianyue. Although Xianyue was still sitting there upright, the worry in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

Han Zhou comforted Xianyue softly: "Don't worry, it's just a competition, and Xianming won't be hurt. And I'm still here, if there's anything wrong, I'll break the barrier and rush up."

What Han Zhou said was the truth.

Xianming has been Han Zhou's man since the moment he cast the heart spell.Xian Ming is quick to do things without talking, and obedient, able to fight and kill, they are people on the same boat, and they are Han Zhou's good brothers by default.Except for Han Zhou, no one should try to bully him. If he dared to bully Xianming and hurt Xianming, Han Zhou had to split the barrier in front of him to make Zhang Hualin look good.

Xianyue smiled lightly at Han Zhou when she heard the words, the worry in her eyes faded a bit: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Han Zhou nodded, and quickly turned back to look at the stage.

Xianming on the stage had already confronted the three sand soldiers. The sand soldiers seemed to be composed of yellow sand, but their strength should not be underestimated.

The long knife in the sand soldier's hand was also extremely hard, and there was a metallic sound when it met Xianming's dark.

[Damn, it's really a fantasy channel. 】Han Zhou muttered in his heart.

[System: Comprehension, that's how strong it is!It really made my blood boil! 】

Han Zhou thought for a while, and said: [I remember that Fengbei City has a lot of sand and rocks. Did Zhang Hualin bring this sand from Fengbei City?I haven't seen him with big and small bags before. 】

[System: ...Host, do you still need to pack this thing in a bag?You really don't understand what fantasy is! 】

Han Zhou said silently: [I only know what science is.Anyway, I am completely conquered by this fantasy now, and my world view has been refreshed. 】

System: ... I thought your world view should have been refreshed the moment you came through...

The fight on the stage was very hot, Zhang Hualin was playing with his stone with his right hand, and with a chuckle at the corner of his mouth, he stood leisurely and watched Xian Ming fight with the three sand soldiers.

Xianming's strength is not weak, he took out a sand soldier in the blink of an eye, and the sand soldier was slashed by him, and immediately scattered into yellow sand all over the ground, while the other two continued to attack tirelessly.

Zhang Hualin pointed his left hand at the pile of yellow sand that was scattered by Xianming, and saw that the pile of yellow sand seemed to be blown up by the wind, and then they all flew towards Zhang Hualin, circling around Zhang Hualin, and slowly disappeared. .

Over there, Xianming dealt with another one cleanly, and there was only one left to be feared. It didn't take long for Xianming to deal with that one too.

The corner of Zhang Hualin's mouth curled up, and with a wave of his left hand, the two piles of yellow sand that Xian Ming had dealt with all rose into the air, and a strong wind suddenly blew up on the martial arts stage, and the blown yellow sand flew all over the sky, blocking his sight immediately.

Everyone could hear the whistling wind on the martial arts stage, Zhang Hualin and Xianming both disappeared in place.

Everyone was covered by the flying yellow sand, and they couldn't see what was going on on the stage at all. They saw yellow and dark blue lights occasionally flashing in the yellow sand, and there was the sound of spiritual power crit.

Han Zhou was in a hurry, he couldn't see anything blocked by the sand, and he didn't know the situation of Xianming at all.

Han Zhou looked at the light blue barrier, and was already planning to use Huan Ran to chop it open a few times.

At this moment, all the yellow sand on the martial arts stage stopped, as if they had been stopped, they all stopped in the air, and then they heard a bang, and all the yellow sand fell to the ground at once.

The situation on the stage can now be seen clearly, Zhang Hualin is holding a delicate short dagger in his left hand, the sharp end of the dagger is resting on Xianming's neck, there is not a grain of yellow sand on the two of them.

Zhang Hualin hooked his lips and smiled: "You lost."

Seeing that Xianming was fine, Han Zhou was relieved.

Xianming took a step back, left Zhang Hualin's dagger, clasped his fists and said, "I lost."

Zhang Hualin put away the dagger, smiled, and said, "Although you lost, I have to say, you are very good."

Xian Ming's always icy face showed the carefree and unsatisfactory feeling after a battle.

Xian Ming turned to step off the stage, Zhang Hualin hooked the index finger of his left hand, and the yellow sand on the ground was like several living snakes, and they all rushed towards Zhang Hualin nimbly, disappearing along the corner of Zhang Hualin's clothes.

Han Zhou: He couldn't be made of sand...

The narrator was also obviously shocked by the battle. He didn't say anything just now, and seemed to be concentrating on watching the battle.

The people in the audience had a great time watching it, all of them were still full of ideas, and their eyes were opened. For a while, the arena was noisy, and they were all discussing the battle just now.

Xian Ming returned to his position, and Xian Yue worriedly grabbed his hand and asked, "Ah Ming, are you not injured?"

Xianming looked at Xianyue with extremely gentle eyes, and her voice softened: "I'm fine, I'm sorry for making you worry."

Xian Yue hugged Xian Ming, shook her head and said softly: "Don't say that."

Han Zhou saw that Xianming was fine and still had the energy to talk about love, so he turned his head away from them.

According to the rules, if Zhang Hualin wins Xianming, then he has to accept the challenge on the martial arts arena. If he wins until the end, then the quota for entering the general competition will be his.

Obviously, Zhang Hualin's strength has been seen just now, and none of the monks wanted to challenge him. The second day of the competition came to an end.

On the way back to the room, Han Zhou and Mu Zining said: "It seems that tomorrow will be a fierce battle. Xiao Zhuo is No.3. He will definitely not let Zhang Hualin win."

Mu Zining said lightly: "Maybe, compared to Zhang Hualin and Yun Hua, Xiao Zhuo is more inclined to the latter."

Han Zhou was looking forward to seeing tomorrow's competition.Zhang Hualin's ability has already opened his eyes, and Xiao Zhuo has a fire attribute, so it must be more exciting to fight.