However, everyone looked at Ling Han with a look of sadness in their eyes.
Isn't it?
You could obviously defeat this young man in black easily, why didn't you take action earlier? As a result, they were all eliminated.
Ling Han smiled faintly. He had no friendship with these people, so why did he let them hug him?
Besides, defeating an opponent is a personal score, not a team score. Does Ling Han still have to beat his opponent half to death first, and then let these teammates take the blame?
This is a competition!
Ling Han strode away. The flag had not appeared yet. Otherwise, as long as he obtained the battle flag, he could just wait for others to come over one by one to give out points.
He is not in a hurry. Most people should be hiding now, waiting for the flag to appear and seize it for three days.
For those who are not very strong, this is the best chance to win.
Because the brilliance of the flag reaches straight into the sky and can be seen everywhere, the target is too obvious. If it appears too early, the chaos it will cause will be too terrible, and the meaning of the game will be lost.
Therefore, the flag will not appear until the morning of the third day, and there will be a fight for most of the day.
Ling Han walked around, hitting people when he met them, and treating them like a sightseeing tour if he didn't meet them.
Time passed quickly, two days flew by.
The sun rose on the third day, and at the same time, a dazzling light rose from the mountains and shot straight into the sky. It could be seen clearly no matter where in the mountains it was.
Ling Han smiled and walked towards the light.
He didn't defeat many people in the past two days, only eight, not as good as the young man in black before.
If the game ends at this time, then although the young man in black was defeated by Ling Han, he will be ranked above Ling Han.
However, it doesn't matter how many people you defeat, the one who gets the flag will definitely win.
This determines that many strong men will come over to compete for the flag.
Getting the flag is the only sure thing. Otherwise, how do you know if people weaker than you have defeated more weaklings?
Whoosh, whoosh, there were numerous figures flying in the forest. Even the weak ones couldn't help it anymore and headed towards the flag.
Maybe, when others are fighting and both sides suffer, we can find an advantage?
How fast is a warrior at the Immortal Path level?
After a while, Ling Han came to the place where the light came from, and he was not the first person to come here. There were already seven people fighting in a melee, trying to compete for a big flag, which was about ten feet long and had a large surface.
Flying in the wind, hunting and dancing.
Ling Han strode away, and when he approached the battle group, he saw that the seven people fighting in the melee stopped all at once, and then started bombarding him.
This attack was uniform and coordinated with each other in perfect harmony.
If we join forces temporarily, the cooperation cannot be so good.
Therefore, these seven people were basically pretending to fight, causing people to be careless and think they could take advantage, but in the end they fell into the trap.
He was hit suddenly, and seven people joined forces, all with the strength of Zhuding. Although the strongest person was only three tripods, I believe that even six or even seven tripods could be hit.
These seven people looked happy at the same time. If they didn't react until now, they must have been tricked.
Bang!
Seven attacks came down, but the joy on their faces suddenly disappeared.
Where are people?
Among the seven people, there was no trace of Ling Han.
"Are you looking for me?" Ling Han's faint voice sounded from the side.
"You!" The seven people were shocked and frightened. How did Ling Han escape from the siege?
"Because I'm strong!" Ling Han laughed and launched an attack.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Even if he only exerts the power of the Six Cauldrons, his fighting consciousness is at the holy level. Isn't it easy to defeat several of the strongest warriors of the Three Cauldrons?
With just a few moves, Ling Han knocked down all seven of them.
He twisted his neck and looked towards the woods to the left: "When will we see it again?"
A young man walked out of the woods, his figure as straight as a gun.
"Zhang Hanjun?" the young man asked.
"I am." Ling Han nodded.
The young man grinned: "I am Mo Taiping!"
Mo Taiping!
The person with the highest cultivation level in this martial arts competition.
Of course Ling Han wouldn't take it to heart. For him, this kind of competition is just a formality and there is no challenge.
"Now that the flag is in my hand, you come and grab it?" Ling Han pulled up the flag that was planted on the ground, danced it in a circle in his hands, and then held it with both hands. It could be used as a gun or a stick.
Mo Taiping stared at Ling Han: "If you haven't earned enough points, I advise you to hand over the flag, otherwise, if you are defeated by me, you will not be able to enter the top five."
Ling Han smiled slightly: "Hey, why did you steal my words?"
Mo Taiping showed a hint of pride: "No one can defeat me here!"
So confident.
However, he is Qidian. How many people in the world can cultivate to such a high level?
"I have a nickname, Miracle Worker." Ling Han said, "If you don't believe in evil, don't blame me if you get beaten to tears."
"Hahaha!" Mo Taiping laughed, and then became serious, "Then your journey to promotion will end here."
Phew, he moved and charged towards Ling Han.
So fast, worthy of Qidian.
Ling Han doesn't care. Even if this guy's strength is incredible, he can still improve his cultivation accordingly. After all, he is a "spirit-eating body". He has the final say in any realm, right?
He turned the flag into a stick and smashed it towards Mo Taiping's head.
The stick is a long weapon, the longer it is, the stronger it is. When it is struck with the power of the Six Cauldrons, it is definitely more terrifying than a mountain crushing it.
The power of this weapon had already been unleashed, and even Mo Taiping did not dare to attack it forcefully and quickly jumped to dodge.
After dodging this blow, he was about to fight back, but Ling Han swiped at him with another stick. Using the momentum of the previous stick, he not only had more power, but also faster attack speed.
Mo Taiping's counterattack suddenly stopped and he had to dodge again.
However, when he tried to attack again, he was hit with another stick.
Depend on!
Mo Taiping cursed in his heart, but could only dodge again.
With more than a dozen moves in a row, he was completely suppressed. Ling Han's sticks and sticks connected seamlessly. Each stick could borrow the power of the previous stick, increasing the power of the attack, and fully exerting the weight and fierceness of the long weapon.
come out.
If he could crush Ling Han in terms of strength, then he could definitely give him a hard knock, but the problem was that he was only a small level "higher" than Ling Han.
This made him depressed and crazy.
Even against opponents who were one or two levels above him, he was not so aggrieved. He could find opportunities to win while being suppressed, and even directly suppressed his opponents.
Hiss, is this opponent even more talented than him in martial arts?
This thought flashed through Mo Taiping's mind and he quickly shook his head.