Ling Han nodded and said: "You have only seen Zhang Fang take action and have not actually fought with him, so you don't know much about it. His original power has reached the thirty-fifth level. If he uses imperial magic again, his combat power can be
Reaching the thirty-eighth heaven, this is enough to tear through An Siyuan's defense."
"So, if An Siyuan is only at his current level, then he will definitely lose to Zhang Fang. This is not a full three-point chance of winning, which is An Siyuan's trump card."
"Without trump cards, Zhang Fang has a 100% chance of winning."
Little Qinglong and Big Black Dog both nodded. Ling Han had fought against Zhang Ping, so Ling Han must know the situation better than them.
If they were talking so eloquently among outsiders, there would be no problem at all, but if they were talking like this among the natives... they immediately attracted many pairs of angry eyes.
Damn it, in their camp, they still dare to speak ill of An Siyuan?
"Hmph, let's wait and see Mr. An show off his power."
"Facts trump everything, just wait to be slapped in the face."
"After Mr. An has swept all the emperor's sons, let's challenge this annoying guy again."
"good!"
These people did not lower their voices, deliberately letting Ling Han hear clearly.
Ling Han just smiled and didn't care.
Xiao Qinglong jumped on the table and said: "You all keep what you say now in your heart, and don't forget to challenge Xiaohanzi later. Whoever doesn't stand up will be the grandson!"
Such a provocation naturally made the natives very unhappy. It was just a four-legged snake, but it actually dared to shout at them.
"First kill this outsider, and then stew this four-legged snake!"
While they were talking, the battle between Zhang Fang and An Siyuan had begun.
An Siyuan is indeed strong, with raw power as high as the 33rd heaven, but he is still not as good as Zhang Fang, lacking the combat power of a full three heavens. As soon as they fight, he falls at a disadvantage and is firmly suppressed, but he is powerful
His physique is really awesome. Even if he is suppressed by the combat power of the third layer of heaven, he still holds on very tenaciously and does not collapse in one blow.
Otherwise, if there is a three-day difference in combat power, it will be an instant kill.
Such a result made the indigenous people immediately quiet down. The gap in strength was obvious. No one could open their eyes and tell lies, right?
An Siyuan resisted in every possible way, trying to find hope for a comeback, but when it comes to trump cards, who has more cards than the Imperial Clan?
Therefore, if the Imperial Clan is suppressed in terms of strength, there is absolutely no hope of a comeback.
After dozens more moves, An Siyuan was already covered in scars, and bones could even be seen in some of the wounds, which was very scary.
He had to admit defeat. If he continued to fight, he would suffer more than just flesh wounds.
Seeing An Siyuan's defeat, the outsiders suddenly burst into cheers. After defeating four emperors in a row, they finally cracked this hard nut.
On the other hand, the indigenous people's faces are very ugly.
But just after a while, someone shouted: "Flowers are everlasting!"
"Master Hua!"
"Master Hua!"
"Master Hua!"
The indigenous people all roared, the sound was like a tsunami, one wave after another.
Hua Youchang, one of the three great geniuses of Shanhaitian, is still ranked above An Siyuan.
Where is he?
Ling Han followed everyone's gaze and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly, because the focus of everyone's attention was on the table next to him. A man was sitting drinking tea, but one of his legs was raised on the chair.
She was naked, and the corners of her trousers were rolled up to her calves, revealing her long, dark leg hair.
Ugh, what a rough guy.
Ling Han's gaze moved upwards, and he saw that this bare-legged man had a thin figure, but his hands were black and long, with protruding joints like bamboo joints.
He was holding a teacup in one hand and rubbing his feet with the other.
Uh, what a personality.
Are flowers everlasting?
Judging from the name, he should be a coquettish and enchanting man, which is completely inconsistent with this young man who picks his feet.
"Master Hua, please take action!" A man knelt down and said to the man picking his feet.
"Master Hua, please take action!" More people knelt down and asked this person to fight.
Hey, this guy is really a flower.
Tatmad is so irritating to the eyes.
Ling Han complained crazily in his heart, this character is too bad.
At this time, Hua Youchang put down his tea cup, searched for it first, and stuffed his bare feet into his straw sandals. He stood up and walked forward, but after taking only two steps, bang, he fell headlong.
fall.
"No, Mr. Hua is drunk with tea!"
"Damn, outsiders are too insidious, and they actually used such insidious tricks to prevent Mr. Hua from playing!"
All the natives exclaimed in unison, all of them with angry faces.
Drunken tea?
Ling Han couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. There were so many flaws that he didn't know where to start.
Just when everyone was about to lift Hua Youchang up, bang, they saw those people separated like a goddess scattering flowers, and Hua Youchang had already stood up, with a pair of eyes as red as blood, and a terrifying emanation from his whole body.
The murderous intention makes people feel cold all over.
"No, Mr. Hua got so drunk this time that he went crazy drinking tea!" someone trembled.
"Run away!"
Everyone dispersed one after another, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.
"Master Hua who is crazy about tea, his combat power is three points higher than usual, and... in short, it is too scary!"
Seeing this, Zhang Fang couldn't help but snorted and took the initiative to kill him.
There was no one around, and Hua Youchang was a little confused. At this moment, Zhang Fang came over and gave him a target. He immediately shouted and started to kill Zhang Fang.
boom!
The two geniuses clashed, causing a storm.
Ling Han couldn't help but his eyes lit up, this flower is very good, amazing!
He knew Zhang Fang's strength very well, so it was easy to deduce Hua Youchang's strength. The original strength was almost at the thirty-sixth level, which was a little stronger than Zhang Fang. But in terms of immortality, Zhang Fang was naturally slightly better.
One chip, so the two just ended up in a tie.
If it's a tie, that means that if Zhang Fang doesn't have any special means, he will lose.
There is no other way. If you fight a protracted war, you must have an advantage in physical fitness.
But after fighting for a while, Ling Han realized how terrifying this tea-drunk man was.
Hua Youchang's current fighting style does not have the style of a master at all. Although his physical training is definitely close combat, and he tries to maximize his advantages, he is too extreme and entangles Zhang Fang like an octopus.
, legs wrapped around Zhang Fang's waist, hands tightly hooked on the other person's neck, and even opened his mouth to bite Zhang Fang's cheek.
How can Zhang Fang live in such a bad situation?
The dignified emperor has to admit defeat.
But you must know that Hua Youchang is not normal now. So what if he gave up, he didn't let go at all, and Zhang Fang screamed in pain.
Everyone was speechless. Is this the showdown of geniuses they expected? It was just a fight between rogues.
No wonder the expressions of the natives are so weird. Hua Youchang, who is drunk with tea, is simply a pervert.