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Chapter 252: Crushing Zhao Kai'an (1)

At the request of Beidou Qingyun, the eight major forces of the Dead Leaf Continent maximized their efficiency. In half an hour, all aspects of the matter were completely arranged. The audience seats were also full of people. It can be said that

There were no empty seats and it was very lively. However, the interest of Qi Ling and the other two people was not very high. They had been worried about Mo Han and wanted to stop Mo Han, but they could not find a sufficient reason.

On the highest and largest arena, Mo Han and Zhao Kaian stood facing each other. A thick protective mask slowly rose from the edge of the arena, covering the entire arena to prevent the fluctuations caused by the two people's fighting skills from harming people outside.

, also to prevent outsiders from interfering with the two people in the ring.

"You two will be given a cup of tea to prepare. After you are ready, the duel will begin directly. This duel has no restrictions on game rules and no referees until you decide the final winner. In order to avoid some uncontrollable factors

, This time the ring protection formation was jointly arranged by the three major sects of our five major families, and no one can quietly interfere in the battle." Nangong Glory stood directly above the ring, his powerful cultivation burst out, looking down at everyone,

He said coldly.

Zhao Kaian stood on the ring, with a livid face and a pair of cold eyes: "You won't use your two trump cards, will you? You must know that there are many people here. If you want to use those two trump cards,

In order to avoid affecting other people, this duel does not need to be carried out, and I will admit defeat directly."

Mo Han sneered, how could he not understand what Zhao Kaian was thinking? But he didn't care, he really didn't care. After all, the two so-called trump cards they said were just to scare them. Once they saw through them, it would be meaningless.

, all of which he would never use in the first place: "Don't worry, I'm only in the late stage of Nascent Soul, I don't need to use my trump card to deal with you."

"Xiao Han, are you sure you can beat this stick?" Just as Mo Han and Mo Han were preparing for the battle, Wei Su, who was sitting in the front of the auditorium, suddenly stood up and shouted.

Since the battle has not officially started yet, the sound insulation effect of the ring's protective formation has not been activated. Therefore, when Wei Su shouted, not only did everyone outside the ring look at him, but even Mo Han and Zhao Kaian also looked at Wei Su.

except mo

Except for Han Qiling, everyone else's eyes were full of doubts. They seemed confused about what Wei Su was going to do at this time. Was he worried about Mo Han? But now they were all standing on the ring. The challenge was proposed by Mo Han. Now

How can you go back on your word?

The cultivation levels of Mo Han and Zhao Kaian have long been exposed to everyone's minds. Mo Han is a cultivator who has just advanced to the early stage of Nascent Soul, while Zhao Kaian is one of the geniuses on the Cambrian Continent. A year ago

He has already advanced to the Great Consummation of the late stage of Nascent Soul. Because he is about to come to the Dead Leaf Continent, he has been desperately suppressing his cultivation, condensing himself, and preparing to soar into the sky in the future.

From the perspective of cultivation resources and cultivation methods, Zhao Kaian, as a direct disciple of the Zhao family, is far superior to Mo Han in terms of resources and cultivation methods. It can be said that he is hundreds of miles ahead of Mo Han. Of course, the premise is that they do not

Know what kind of skills Mo Han practices.

In the end, everyone came to the conclusion that Mo Han would definitely lose in this duel with Zhao Kaian from every aspect. No one was optimistic about Mo Han, including the cultivators of the Dead Leaf Continent. The reason why they were not optimistic

Mo Han still comes here to watch the duel between Mo Han and Zhao Kaian, just to bid Mo Han farewell in his heart.

After all, since the cultivators from the Cambrian Continent came to the Dead Leaf Continent, it can be said that the cultivators from the Dead Leaf Continent have no status or dignity at all, as if they are inferior to pigs and dogs. Even the title of ants is to praise them. Mo Han

As the first person who dares to stand up and is willing to stand up to fight for their dignity and status, he is worthy of respect and awe in every aspect.

"Squeezing him to death is as easy as swatting a fly!" Mo Han looked at the indifferent shrug and replied unceremoniously.

Wei Su's face was filled with joy, and he jumped up from the ground happily. He turned around, shouted out to all the practitioners sitting around him, cleared a large area of ​​territory, and shouted: "The Great Demon King Mo Han and the

Zhao Kai'an, the genius of the Zhao family in the Cambrian Continent, has a duel. Start placing your bets now, buy and leave, no credit will be given."

The entire audience was suddenly in an uproar, as if realizing for the first time that the most outstanding disciple of Ziwei Pavilion was such a person, their faces were full of shock and disbelief. Even Fu Chuang and Zhou Yingyi, who was sitting not far from Wei Su, had an ugly face.

He just covered his face and beat this kid to death.

"I will win against the Great Demon King Mo Han, and I will get 10,000 high-grade Yuan Stones."

Wei Su had just put the tray in place when Beidou Qingyun shouted and threw a storage bag, which landed steadily in front of Wei Su.

Taking a deep look at Beidou Qingyun, Wei Su waved his hand, put away the storage bag quietly, and continued to shout: "If you want to bet, hurry up and seize the opportunity. After the battle between the two of them begins, they will not be able to fight again."

Place your bet, I want to concentrate on watching the game."

Qi Ling and Xiao Ning looked at each other, put down all their belongings at the same time, and said: "As cultivators of the Cambrian Continent, don't you put down a little bit to cheer up your players and build your strength?"

The three major sects of the four major families looked very ugly. They blamed it not on Wei Su Kai's Pan, but on Beidou Qingyun for supporting Mo Han openly and abandoning Zhao Kaian.

"My Zhao family is betting on one hundred thousand high-grade Yuan stones, and my young master will win!"

"My Luan family is betting on Zhao Kai'an to win with one hundred thousand high-grade Yuan stones!"

"We, Yunyan Pavilion, are betting on Zhao Kai'an to win with one hundred thousand high-grade Yuan stones!" The person who spoke in Yunyan Pavilion was not Hua Simeng, but Sheng Xinghe, the grandson of the elder in Yunyan Pavilion.

"My Blood-devouring Sect has put down 10,000 high-grade Yuan Stones and bet that Zhao Kai'an will win!"

"Amitabha, Monk, all the primeval stones I have are from my brothers and sisters. Step by step, I have worked hard to get alms, so I won't have to worry about it anymore." Monk Ming Ran from Wuxiang Pavilion said the Buddha's name, but the words he said made everyone excited.

Speechless.

Even Wei Su cursed in his mind, "What the hell, who will give you the Yuan Stone if you go to beg for alms?" However, he still suppressed his complaints and continued to shout loudly. Qi Ling and Xiao Ning even actively joined in.

After arriving among them, there were too many people. They said that three people were too busy, so they directly dragged a bunch of people from their respective factions to work.

Nangong Guangrong and Monk Hou Ruyi did not place any bets, but looked coldly at the three Wei and Su people who were busy making various arrangements.

Many cultivators in the Dead Leaf Continent saw that the people in the Cambrian Continent did not object and did not take overbearing measures. Instead, they joined the ranks of betting and began to place bets. However, most of their bets were still betting on Zhao Kaian to win.

Mo Han loses.

As the saying goes, when a person dies, the lamp goes out and the tea becomes cold. In fact, many times, the lamp goes out before that time and the tea becomes cold. This is the case with betting now.

Although everything Mo Han did today was for their own good and for the people of the Dead Leaf Continent to have dignity and status in front of the cultivators of the Cambrian Continent, when faced with the temptation of profit, there was still only a small

Some people choose Mo Han and bet that Mo Han will win.

While Wei Su was accepting bets from all directions, he sneered in his heart, "Humph, you will cry when the duel results come out. But how can this kid Beidou Qingyun win over Mo Han? There is one more competitor, and one less

There are so many rocks."

The time for a cup of tea passed quickly. The three of Wei and Su had collected nearly one million high-grade Yuan Stones in bets. Most of them were cultivators from the Cambrian Continent, and the ratio between Mo Han and Zhao Kaian had reached

One to ninety-five point six, which means that as long as Mo Han wins, they will make a lot of money.

The two people on the ring have already prepared themselves. Although they say they are prepared, in fact, there is nothing to prepare. The two people just adjusted their own conditions to ensure that they are in the best condition.

Zhao Kaian had already understood everything about Mo Han before. He knew that Mo Han was a physical practitioner and that Mo Han's physical strength was very strong. If he didn't want to get entangled with Mo Han and ended the fight as soon as possible, then he had only one way to go.

, not letting Mo Han get close, using his own strengths to defeat Mo Han.

Looking at Zhao Kaian who was constantly keeping distance from him, Mo Han had a disdainful smile on his lips. The dark golden aura filled his whole body and wrapped him up. He held the Tai Chi heavy sword with both hands and swung it down towards Zhao Kaian in the distance.

.

Every time the Tai Chi heavy sword in Mo Han's hand was swung, an inconspicuous gray sword light flew towards Zhao Kaian. However, these flying sword lights seemed to be caused by Mo Han's poor accuracy, and each sword light failed to hit Zhao Kaian.

, Zhao Kaian doesn’t even need to dodge.

Despite this, Mo Han still waved the Tai Chi heavy sword tirelessly, shooting out sword rays one after another. Strangely, these sword rays shot by Mo Han did not completely disappear after they did not hit Zhao Kaian, but stayed in the air.

, motionless, as if something was carrying them.

Zhao Kaian successfully opened the distance between him and Mo Han, with a bright smile on his face, and even taunted Mo Han, especially when Mo Han's sword light failed to hit him, he became even more arrogant. But as

As time went by, Zhao Kaian discovered a very serious problem.

All of his attacks were blocked by Mo Han's inconspicuous gray sword light, and the space for him to dodge was getting smaller and smaller. Unless he touched the sword light, he was already facing a point of no return.

"Show your true level, and I will give you a fair fight, otherwise you will only die today." Mo Han looked at Zhao Kaian and said indifferently. At the same time, he waved the Tai Chi heavy sword in his hand, and the whole inside of the ring

There seemed to be a cracking sound coming from the space, and the inconspicuous gray sword lights collapsed instantly and disappeared completely.


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