On the stage of the arena, Zhu Yaner, who was wearing a hijab, stood up suddenly. On the throne, Zhu Yanshuo also stood up directly, and was shocked by the scene in the arena.
As Han Sanqian said, he really gave in, and the key was these two concessions. If he could explain his escape just now by good luck, then the actual head-on confrontation now is purely based on strength.
showed.
This is simply unacceptable. After all, the extremely powerful Ghost Facer just now was unable to withstand the attack of Ruyu. However, this little-known boy in front of him was eaten alive to everyone's surprise.
"Is it possible..." Zhu Yanshuo frowned. Is it possible that his words really came true?
Mr. Ruyu also looked shocked at this time. He was almost extremely confident with this punch, but in the end, his confidence turned into self-doubt.
In his eyes, Han Sanqian is just a mediocre person. Even now, he has not released his true power, which means that he has no true power at all.
Since this is the case, what qualifications does he have to take this move abruptly?
"Although your speed has become faster, it is precisely because you focus on speed and ignore strength." Han Sanqian smiled softly and gave his explanation.
When he first observed Master Ruyu's attack, Han Sanqian was indeed a little desperate. After all, it was obviously unrealistic to rely on the little black stick to help him avoid it.
But when he looked more carefully, Han Sanqian discovered the clues in this, so he forcibly turned the small black stick into a gauntlet and hid it in his sleeve, and took the move of Mr. Ruyu with his palm.
"For the third move, I suggest you do both." Han Sanqian smiled softly, then pushed Master Ruyu's fist away with a palm, stood up slightly from the extremely cracked ground, moved to another place, and put his hands together again
Back, stand proudly.
Ruyu is very hot-tempered. With his qualifications, when will it be his turn for others to point fingers in front of him, let alone a trashy kid who is looked down upon by everyone?
He's being polite, but it's just for show. How much respect does he actually have for Han Sanqian?!
But at this time, even though he was very angry, he couldn't refute it. This was the most depressing thing about him.
Han Sanqian's words were harsh, but unfortunately, they spoke true to his heart. He was indeed eager to regain his face because he was dodged by Han Sanqian for the first time, so he directly improved his speed.
At the same time, to be sure, the area faced by the fists this time was also very large, making it impossible for Han Sanqian to dodge like last time.
But everything has advantages and disadvantages. The speed has kept up, and the area has also kept up, but only the strength has been dispersed a lot.
"It seems that I underestimated you." Mr. Ruyu suppressed his anger and calmly shook his hand, and a writing brush appeared in his hand.
"It's okay to underestimate me. It's better to underestimate me than to underestimate me from the beginning to the end." Han Sanqian smiled softly: "Let's do it."
"Okay." Mr. Ruyu nodded, took half a step back, and then took a hold of the brush in his hand, and the brush instantly spun rapidly in his palm.
"Are you going to use weapons?" Han Sanqian smiled softly: "Very good."
Mr. Ruyu smiled coldly, filled his hands with demonic energy, and the next second he clapped his hands, and the pen suddenly struck Han Sanqian.
"Bang bang bang!"
Although the pen had not yet arrived, almost as soon as it came out of the hand, there were explosions within a few meters of the pen as the center.
Under the stage, everyone who had been shocked and speechless by Han Sanqian just now was now shocked by Young Master Ruyu again and started to make an uproar.
Many spectators who were relatively close to the ring felt a wave of strange force coming from them, which made them almost unable to open their eyes.
In the stands, the two Zhu brothers and sisters also stood up suddenly due to this force.
Only Han Sanqian smiled softly and was still there, unmoving, with only a cold smile on his lips...
