Chapter 140: Fight, Or Not To Fight?

  "Master's younger brother, don't..."

  "Chen Hao! Oh my god! Admit defeat and come back!"

  Yun Fei's cigarette smoke and Dong Fang Jun's voice were full of emotion, that worry was deeply etched in his heart, as if he had seen Chen Huan die.

  One that perfectly portrays the reluctance and attachment of a gentle woman to a charming man, one that vividly depicts the camaraderie and shared struggles of brothers... "Are you sure you can compete?" Even the referee couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy, and asked Chen Huan with concern.

  "Confirmed!"

  Ku Jie Gong gathered ninety percent of Chen Hao's breath, glanced at Yun Fei Yan and Dong Fang Jun, shook his head lightly, and said with a stubborn expression. However, in his heart, he admired the performance of these two people extremely.

  He originally showed his true strength and didn't plan to hide it anymore. But when he heard that his opponent was a disciple of the Da Qian Kingdom, he suddenly became enraged and furious. How could he let his opponent surrender directly?

  So... this is how things are now.

  Moreover, apart from a few people like Huang Qi, no one suspected that Chen Huan was pretending. After all, Chen Huan's rest time was too short. Not to mention whether the previous blow that transcended boundaries had any backlash and injured him, even if he wasn't injured, with his vital energy drained, at most he could only recover 40% of his combat strength by now.

  Even Yang Fan, who is usually astute, thought Chen Hao would give up this uneventful match. Losing it wouldn't have a significant impact on him, who was leading in points.

  But Chen Hao wants to fight!

  And it's so firm!

  How did this happen?

  Yang Fan was very puzzled and couldn't understand it. With Chen Hao's profound mind, would he really sacrifice himself for a breath of air?

  "No...no way...absolutely not..." Yang Fan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he thought to himself, then his eyes flashed with a hint of shock, saying: "This guy...could it be that he really recovered?"

  "The game is on!"

  The judge issued an order with great difficulty.

  "Die! Hahaha..."

  The Great Dry Kingdom's guy has been waiting for this sentence, the judge's voice had just fallen, and with a loud noise, he sacrificed his surrounding yuan force. As an eighth-grade martial emperor at his peak, he encountered this rare opportunity in a thousand years, how could he let it go?

  One step forward, sword held high, long spear thrust in!

  He merged his sword and himself into one, condensing it into the strongest attack. He didn't even bother to release a sword glow. Relying on his power advantage, he would use an overwhelming force to slash Chen Huan, who had been arrogant until now, with a single sword strike!

  Chen Hao's trembling legs, pale face, shrinking eyes, staring wide-eyed at the invincible opponent, sparks flying in close proximity.

  One hundred zhang, fifty zhang, ten zhang, three zhang... As the terrifying sword was about to pierce Chen Huan's body, everyone's eyes widened in shock, and some couldn't help but burst out in astonishment!

  But at this moment, just one zhang away from Chen Hao... Chen Hao's suppressed breath burst out with a loud bang, like a mountain flood exploding, whoosh!

  One sword swept across, the nine curved moons shining brightly, like a string of pearls, rumbling towards that brainless guy. At the same time, Chen Huan's body suddenly fell backwards, his knees hitting the ground, his whole person leaning back on the ground, light and agile, as if a goat was hanging from a horn, wonderfully and heroically raised upwards at an angle!

  Pfft!

  One sword pierced through the heart, and immediately the figure rose into the air, drawing a beautiful arc, arriving above the opponent's head, fiercely pressing down with a "bang", pinning the opponent firmly to the hard special material ground.

  "Idiot!"

  Chen Hao gazed into his opponent's unyielding eyes, his expression icy as he spat out two words, then swiftly drew his sword from its scabbard and descended from the arena with a swift flutter.

  A handsome and extraordinary, cold and ruthless face, where is there a hint of paleness?

  Yang Fan, who had always stood at a certain height to evaluate Chen Hao, finally showed a hint of dullness in his eyes at this moment, and muttered two words: "Monster!"

  "Awesome......" Li Yifeng's expression became even more shocked as he said: "What a perverted recovery ability......"

  ...Like a lotus flower emerging from the dust, the exquisite and delicate girl, Tan Tai Lian, this time, finally flashed a hint of shock in her eyes, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a hint of solemnity appeared on her absolutely beautiful face. Even when Chen Huan defeated Jian Feng Liu, she didn't think much of it. But now, Chen Huan's abnormal recovery ability, as well as his absolutely powerful physique, made her have to reevaluate Chen Huan's strength.

  Especially with her ninth-grade emperor's super-strong perception, she didn't even discover Chen Huan's disguise.

  I thought I had seen through Chen Hao, but now it's all vague again.

  "Six games all won! Chen Hao is so incredibly powerful, it's unbelievable. Now with 18 points, he's firmly in first place, definitely the number one in the group. He single-handedly defeated six people, four of whom even Master Nian didn't encounter. This is a twelve-point gap that can't be made up for. Master Nian has no way to compare..."

  "Yes. Brother Nai is indeed a tragic figure, after six rounds, not one person dared to fight him head-on. If another Chen Hao were to appear, wouldn't the renowned Second-Rank Martial Grandmaster and number one expert, Brother Nai, be eliminated?"

  "How is that possible? If it were really like that, then the points system would be useless. You can't let a true master be eliminated! If Chen Huan met with Master Ni and admitted defeat, could he still go up? Even an idiot knows this logic... The masters of the arbitration team definitely wouldn't make such a low-level mistake..."

  "That's right, haha, if Chen Hao doesn't admit defeat, with Brother Nai's personality, he will probably kill him without hesitation! Brother Nai is very particular about being first! No one can compete with him for the top spot!"

  "Of course. The chief disciple of our Imperial New Star Hall, how could he be inferior to others? However, Chen Huan will definitely admit defeat, what he wants is just a spot in the top 16, and with Míng Hào of the Great Qián Kingdom and the beauty Tán Tài Lián of the Great Shèng Kingdom, as well as our Xuán Wǔ and Qílín two halls' chief disciples competing, the top three are already set, they're all ours, it's just a matter of who gets these two spots..."

  ...In the midst of everyone's noisy discussions, the six rounds of competition finally came to an end, and night quietly fell.

  Autumn night, the air is crisp and refreshing, with a gentle breeze blowing. The stars are shining brightly in the sky. Just like the mood of everyone in the Zhongyuan Kingdom, each person is full of energy and vitality, with a radiant glow on their faces.

  Yun Fei Yan was like an elder sister, without any restraint, under the watchful eyes of everyone, intimately holding Chen Hua's arm, amidst the cheers of the crowd, happily walking out of the imperial palace, before suddenly flying up into the air and quickly returning to the separate courtyard arranged by the Imperial New Star Hall.

  In just one short day, Chen Hao's status in the eyes of all the big shots in the Yuan Kingdom has risen again. Although it is still uncertain whether Chen Hao can qualify for the Hundred Dynasties List, he has dispelled the clouds and revealed the sun and moon, making things much clearer than before... hopefully, that is a huge improvement.

  After returning to the other courtyard, even Yun Fei Yan did not dare disturb Chen Huan. Without a doubt, the later matches would be more perilous. Therefore, Chen Huan calmly and humbly enjoyed the flattery and reminders about the upcoming match from the crowd before walking into his room alone.

  "Fight, or not fight?"

  Xiu Lian room, Chen Hao sat cross-legged, but did not immerse himself in Xiu Lian, instead thinking about how to make a choice after meeting Nie Jianping.

  Two products of the Wu Zong. Moreover, up until now, Nie Jianping still hasn't had a chance to make his move, Chen Huan fundamentally can't guess, such a super genius disciple, what kind of battle strength he actually has. This isn't something that can be measured by demonic beasts...... The sword has left its scabbard, its sharpness is fully revealed.

  In his bones, Chen Hao was emitting an aura of arrogance, and he naturally tended to charge forward with his sword drawn, singing a fierce song. The fighting spirit in his bones had already shown itself as a raging flame that had thoroughly burst out. But... facing the second-grade Wu Zong, Chen Hao didn't have the slightest confidence. Especially since the opponent hadn't made a move, but from start to finish, not even his gaze had changed, his breath was steady like a mountain, it seemed that all the participating disciples still didn't have the qualifications to enter his line of sight. This arrogance and self-confidence were absolutely not the kind of arrogance of a clown jumping around, but rather were built on absolute strength.

  The scenes of today's events slowly filtered through my mind like a movie, thinking.

  Finally locked onto several figures.

  Ni Jianping is unfathomable, impossible to see through. Yang Fan and Li Yifeng are also exceptionally powerful, unpredictable. Especially Yang Fan's shocking sword move, extremely terrifying, even Chen Hao didn't have the confidence to retreat unscathed, let alone when the opponent only made one move. These three people can almost certainly be expected to occupy three spots.

  Secondly, it's Dantai Lian. From the beginning, Chen Huan considered Dantai Lian as one of his strongest competitors. A 9th-grade Emperor, how could he be simple? Especially after Dantai Lian showed off his terrifying spiritual attack, Chen Huan was even more certain of his strength.

  It's a matter of time before they become sworn enemies, each wanting to tear the other apart. Chen Huan's intuition told him that Yiminhao was definitely hiding an ace up his sleeve, and he still hadn't revealed his trump card! He absolutely couldn't be underestimated.

  As for the others, the most threatening ones are the two chiefs of the Imperial Newcomer's Hall, Xuanyuan Temple and Qilin Temple. However, they do not pose a great threat. Chen Hao has a 70% chance of winning.

  Apart from this, there is nothing else worth Chen Huan's attention. That dead eunuch Yin Feng Han, even if he can break into the top ten, will still be a trampled goods. If he encounters himself and dares to fight without knowing what's good for him, then there is only one outcome: death!

  "For now, let's just focus on making it into the top ten safely." Chen Huan's eyebrows relaxed, suppressing the urge to fight.

  Fearlessness doesn't mean taking risks. The dictionary doesn't have the word "give up", only idiots believe in it.

  "Hmm..."

  He let out a long sigh, and Chen Huan's eyes sparkled with a hint of brilliance. Today's shocking battle had given him much to ponder. The yuan force in his dantian and the spiritual force in his mind had become even more refined, already subtly reaching the peak state of a seventh-grade emperor. Whether he could comprehend the barrier was a minor matter, but breaking through it was impossible, Chen Huan knew.

  His powerful physique, with both his mind and body being cultivated to the extreme, had merged into one entity, making it increasingly difficult for Chen Huan to break through. The main reason was that the energy required to break through each level of the barrier increased exponentially with each advancement. Compared to others, it was simply unimaginable.

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