When he saw Han Feng stepping out of the carriage, Han Fei's face became very ugly.
Hearing the other party's provocative words, he was extremely angry.
He wanted to use his knife to attack the opponent, but a strong sense of uneasiness made him hold down the handle of the knife, and he hesitated to take action.
But at this time, a cold scolding sound came from under the ring.
"Han Feng, you didn't even pass the first two rounds of the competition, so why do you get on the stage and challenge Han Fei?"
Han Feng turned around and saw the fourth elder Han Yuanhe with a sneer on his face.
"As the son of the previous head of the Han family, don't you understand even these basic rules?"
The second elder Han Zhan in the audience also spoke up.
"That's right. If you haven't passed the first two rounds, you are not qualified to participate in the challenge. Just quit!"
Facing the two people's scoldings, Han Feng responded with a sarcastic smile.
"Who said I failed the competition?"
Han Yuanhe was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but mocked.
“Han Feng, in front of everyone, you made something out of nothing, you must be treating all of us as fools.
When have you ever competed on stage? Stop messing around! "
Hearing this, Han Feng was just playing with the taste.
"Who said that if you pass the competition, you have to go to the ring?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was stunned, and the Great Elder Han Mo in the audience was also stunned, but his expression suddenly changed.
The next moment, Han Feng raised his hand, and two paper lots appeared in his hand.
They are "No. 41" and "No. 21".
Han Feng glanced at the entire audience and sneered.
"I'm sorry everyone, I'm so lucky today. I got byes for two consecutive rounds. I can pass the competition without going on stage."
After hearing this, everyone was shocked at first, and then some people reacted.
Yes, there are a total of forty-one people participating in the two rounds of competition this time.
Then in the first round of drawing, one person will have a bye and will not have to go on stage.
By the time of the next competition, there will be only twenty-one people left, and one of them can also get the "bye" draw.
In the end, only eleven people can participate in the challenge.
In the previous two rounds of competitions, from beginning to end, I did not hear of anyone getting a bye draw.
Unexpectedly, the two bye opportunities fell into Han Feng's hands.
Not to mention how he drew the lot without even being in the ring.
To get byes twice in a row, this is really unlucky.
Seeing everyone's stunned expressions, Han Feng turned his head and glanced in the direction of Chu Hanxin.
Naturally, only spiritual masters with strong mental power can control the results of the lottery without being aware of it.
"This this……"
Looking at the two bye draws in Han Feng's hand, Han Yuanhe was speechless for a moment.
The second elder, Han Zhan, wanted to say something else, but Han Yunshan spoke first.
"Korean Feng received byes in both rounds and was able to participate in the challenge without a test. This is in compliance with the rules of the competition."
"Yes, Han Feng is qualified to participate in the challenge!"
Following Han Yunshan, several elders echoed his words.
Seeing this situation, Han Zhan's expression changed slightly, he glanced at the great elder, and finally nodded.
"In that case, let's continue with the game."
Han Feng was not surprised to get this result.
He looked at Han Fei again, who had an ugly face across from him.
"Didn't you just call me a "coward and trash"?
Why, facing a loser like me, don’t you even have the courage to take action? "
Hearing Han Feng's obvious sarcasm, Han Fei's breathing became heavier.
He couldn't help but clenched the long knife in his hand, and said with a sinister expression.
"Han Feng, don't be too arrogant!"
Hearing this, Han Feng grinned, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Han Fei.
"I'll let you strike first and use your strongest means, otherwise, you won't have a chance."
Han Feng's contemptuous attitude undoubtedly deeply trampled on Han Fei's self-esteem.
The long-suppressed anger in his chest finally broke out at this moment!
"Han Feng, you are seeking death, don't blame me!"
With a loud shout, Han Fei rose up violently!
In an instant, he rushed ten steps in front of Han Feng.
I saw his legs exerting force, and he suddenly tumbled in the air, and the long knife in his hand roared like a tornado.
"Splitting Wind Slash!"
"call……!"
The long sword glowed with a faint green light. In the void, its speed instantly surged to the extreme, and it chopped off Han Fei's head!
Han Fei's sword could be said to have unleashed his most powerful power.
Not to mention the warriors who are also nine-star martial disciples, even the ordinary one-star Hui-level spiritual warriors do not dare to underestimate him in the slightest.
In Han Fei's view, the recent battle between Han Feng and the martial arts disciple Han Nu was extremely difficult to win.
No matter how talented the opponent is, his current strength cannot be improved much.
Even if he can't severely injure the opponent with his full-strength sword blow, he can at least knock him off the ring by surprise!
But at this moment, facing Han Fei's furious attack, he struck with all his might.
Han Feng's movements were extremely simple.
When the opponent's blade is close to him, three feet away.
Han Feng suddenly held the gun with his backhand, as if holding a war spear, and shot forward fiercely!
A seemingly simple action was enhanced by Han Feng's terrifying power and speed.
The spear seemed to turn into a silver rainbow, colliding with Han Fei's slashing blade first.
"Clang...!"
With a clang, Han Fei felt a terrifying force, which instantly disintegrated and tore the energy gathered in his blade into pieces.
His tiger's mouth was torn apart in an instant, blood spattered, and the long knife flew out uncontrollably.
Before Han Fei could make any response, the silver light was as fast as lightning and penetrated directly into his lower abdomen.
And along with his body, he penetrated the ring fiercely!
"Pfft...!"
"ah……!"
A shrill scream echoed over the martial arts arena, and blood splattered everywhere, like a blooming bloody flower!
At this moment, almost everyone was stunned, looking at the scene happening on the ring.
Some people even rubbed their eyes with their hands, thinking they had seen wrongly.
Because at this moment, in the arena.
Han Fei, who was so impressive just a second ago, took the initiative.
At this moment, he was already lying on the ring, and a spear pierced his dantian, nailing his body directly to the center of the ring.
No matter how much he roared and moaned, he couldn't escape the shot.
One shot, just one shot, defeated Han Fei, who placed fifth in the last family competition of the Han family.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the rules of the arena, everyone would have no doubt that Han Feng was capable of killing Han Fei with one shot.
There was silence in the martial arts arena. Han Feng's movements were so fast that many people didn't even see when he took out his gun.
But the bloody, domineering and forceful nature of this shot... was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.
At this moment, even Han Chen was standing not far away with his hands behind his back.
And Han Lin, who has always been indifferent to the competition in the ring.
Both of them cast a surprised look at Han Feng on the ring.
At this time, Han Fei, who was screaming in pain on the ring, was struggling and hopeless.
Feeling that the whirlpool of spiritual power in his Dantian was rapidly dissipating, he couldn't help but look at Han Feng with resentful eyes and hissed.
"Han Feng, how dare you destroy my Dantian. If you don't take revenge, I, Han Fei, will never..."
Before Han Fei finished speaking, Han Feng pulled out a blood-stained spear.
With the spear in his hand, he danced flexibly and swept out a spear.
"Puff puff……!"
Four blood flowers spattered, and Han Fei's tendons and hamstrings were instantly severed!
"ah……!"
The vicious words in Han Fei's mouth immediately turned into shrill wails. His whole body shrank into a ball, and blood flowed out uncontrollably.
Seeing this scene, Han Feng's expression was indifferent.
"You break off my brother's arm, and I'll destroy your Dantian and cut off your hands and feet. It's an advantage for you. Get out...!"
With a cold shout, Han Feng kicked Han Fei in the abdomen and kicked him off the ring.
Han Fei's body fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and he fainted on the spot under the impact of pain and resentment.
Han Feng's bloody methods also deeply shocked all the young Han family members on the martial arts field.
Even some timid girls were so frightened by this scene that they cried.
Han Feng's face remained indifferent, and he thrust the spear in his hand into the ground beside him!
"Qiang...!"
His eyes were like lightning, and he glanced coldly towards the east side of the ring, headed by Han Chen, the top ten masters of the last family competition.
"I want the number one position in this family competition. If you don't accept it, come on stage and fight!"
(PS: In the previous two chapters, I accidentally wrote "Han Meng" instead of "Han Yu". Please correct it here.)
