Unique Zihan

Chapter 665: What’s the use of being strong?
"This is... won?"

"How is it possible that this is the fourth one in Wujixuan? Why does it look stronger than the third one?"

Many people are in the dark, so they can defeat the enemy with one move.

This situation seems somewhat familiar.
Just now, didn’t Diao Chuqiao defeat Wujixuan’s people with just one move?
So now it’s tit for tat?

Many people secretly looked at Zi Han's expression, seemingly unable to see anything.

He still looked confident, as if what he did just now was just random.
It seems to be done randomly
But her random behavior made the people of Danyang Valley look bad. Lose or lose?

Lei Yang actually lost!

This is their No.2 in Danyang Valley.
How could he lose to a woman?
Still a woman ranked fourth
No matter how you think about it, it makes people feel a little weird.

Well, even the Xinglu Peak Master and the others feel a little confused.

Lei Yang's strength exceeds two thousand pearls.

In the previous battle between Zi Han and Huo Siming, his peak strength was more than 800 beads. It has only been a few days. Is this progress?Still a breakthrough.
Several major peak masters looked at each other, so what? They couldn't sense the fluctuations of spiritual power in Zihan's body.

No need to think about it, Luo Liuyan must have given her precious apprentice some treasure to cover it up.
But it didn’t seem like he was seriously injured before?
This serious injury not only healed, but also broke through? ? ?

What a change of state! ! !
The faces of several peak masters were depressed. Not only did they not feel the joy of their own sect disciples winning, but their faces were filled with gloomy and gloomy expressions.
It made the other high-level officials baffled, don't they like this girl?

"Wow." He remembered a slight sound of turning the book, and Qian Yuhan raised his eyes, his eyes flashing slightly. Has the woman started reading again?
It really is.
Qian Yuhan looked strange. Did this woman only have eyes for her disciples? The others didn't even look at her.
The master-student relationship is so good?
But when she thought about her disciple, she felt a little relieved. It was a kind of teacher-friend relationship. More like an indispensable friend.

Complaints are complaints, Xinglu Peak Master was still a little relieved. He looked down at Zi Han with a smile on his lips. This girl was really awkward.
He was obviously looking for a place for Wujixuan, but he acted very casually and didn't seem to care.

But, it's very cute.
cute?Inexplicably, this word came to mind, and Xinglu Peak's expression became a little strange. This word seemed not suitable for that girl.
Just seeing that face, the second Youji Peak Master?

Master and apprentice have the same virtue!
In the other box, the owner of the Danyang Valley was already drinking tea there madly, pop!With a heavy bang, he put the teacup on the table fiercely, and sneered, "Oh, what kind of moth did Wujixuan make? The fourth is actually stronger than the third!"

"Don't be angry, the owner of the valley, these two places should not be able to escape."

"After all, this kind of accident cannot happen twice. Yan Weichen should not be defeated by that No. 5."

Many comforting words came, but the complexion of the owner of Danyang Valley did not change, he only sullenly said, "If we lose this round, I, Danyang Valley, will not have to mess around with the super-rank sect anymore, and I will be directly downgraded to the first rank!" Zongmen forget it!"

Having lost so many matches in succession, Guzhu Danyang was really a little angry.

Zi Han returned to his seat, raised his eyes and glanced at the female cultivator holding the little monkey. Seeing that she seemed very happy but a little restrained, she said lightly, "Cuddle me more if you like."

As he spoke, he sat down and didn't take the little monkey.

The female cultivator was stunned. This man had no airs at all.
Obviously, as a disciple of Wujixuan, he has a noble status, but he has no arrogance.
A super-grade sect disciple will, more or less, have a sense of superiority over a first-grade sect disciple, not to mention anything else.
And this is human nature.

Just like people from their first-grade sect, they still have a sense of superiority in front of people from their second-grade sect.
"It's really simple." Gongsun Jinran said.She thought she could see some earth-shattering battle. Could it be that she could defeat the enemy with just one move?
Still underestimate her
I had always known that she was perverted, but I never thought that this guy was really not a human being!
"Great." A clear and elegant voice came from the side, it was Ran Xuexiao.

She looked sideways at Zihan with a smile on her face.

Zihan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ran Xuexiao, and returned a faint smile, "This is what I should say, you are great."

In such a short period of time, no one can imagine the ups and downs and hardships involved in growing from a weak woman with no strength to a talented disciple of a first-class sect.

Ran Xuexiao looked at that smile, and unconsciously, her ears turned red, her face couldn't hide the crimson color, she turned her head, and stopped looking at Zihan.

No matter how many years have passed, how much she has grown, how powerful she is, she will still blush just looking at that smile.
This has nothing to do with strength.
Zi Han looked at the blush, a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes, and then turned to look at the stage. It was Huo Siming's turn.
Yan Weichen is a very masculine and masculine man, a young man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, with a perfect body and full of strength, he is a healthy and beautiful man.

This time he was standing on the stage, staring at Huo Siming who was slowly walking up from below, with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

It's not that I hate others, I just hate that this man is too thin.
Not at all manly.

Well, Huo Siming did look much thinner against Yan Weichen.
Coupled with the fact that Huo Siming himself belongs to the kind of evil, handsome and feminine, the contrast is even more obvious.

Maybe he noticed Yan Weichen's eyes. After Huo Siming stood up, he narrowed his eyes slightly and uttered a very contemptuous and disdainful word from the corner of his mouth, "Silly big guy."

"You!" Yan Weichen's veins popped out when he heard this. Before the referee announced the start, he waved his fist at Huo Siming.
On the fist, there was a raging flame.

One move also exceeded two thousand beads.

And what about Huo Siming?
Still with disdain on his face, his figure remained motionless.

The sword in his hand moved.

But it wasn't the Yin Killing Sword that was abandoned by Luo Liuyan. It was a sword with a more terrifying aura!
The sword light cut through the space, and the sword light flickered!

The moment he moved his sword, he glanced sideways at Zi Han in the audience, his eyes provocative.

Zihan felt it, but she didn't raise her eyes. She never looked down on her defeated opponent.

"Heh." Huo Siming sneered, this woman was still as insolent as ever.

And Yan Weichen, who was the opponent at the moment, felt Huo Siming's absence, and seemed to ignore him at all!
"Arrogant boy, give me a punch!"

That punch hit Huo Siming's face.

At this moment, the sword light turned around and struck straight at
With a puff, the sword was connected to the person, and pierced under the ring, nailing it tightly, making people unable to move!
Yan Weichen's eyes were red, but he couldn't move. He stared at Huo Siming, who was walking down the stage step by step, his eyes were turbulent. Did he lose?
How could this weak, unmanly man defeat him?
It is really.
"Pfft" Perhaps the bleeding was uneven. Yan Weichen vomited out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Huo Siming looked at it with a hint of disgust in the corner of his eyes. He took out a handkerchief, covered it with the sword hilt, and wiped it slowly. Then he held the sword and pulled out the sword inserted in Yan Weichen's shoulder inch by inch.
"What's the use of being strong? Ha." That laugh showed his disdain and showed off his evil spirit.

(End of this chapter)