The Peerless Emperor

Everyone present did not expect that Ding Zhirong would give up the challenge and said he was not as good as Lin Qian!

There is still a period of time before noon. Now that Ding Zhirong gives up the challenge, Ding Zhirong is not a loss, there is still a chance to challenge.

Only when the challenge fails, will the challenge opportunity be lost.

"You haven't beaten it yet, do you know that it's not as good as me?" Ding Zhirong's reaction was also beyond Lin Qian's expectation. He raised his brows and stared at the opponent's eyes.

The soul power condensed in Ding Zhirong's eyes was gradually dissipating at this moment. Seeing Lin Qian here, if he realized it.

"My martial spirit characteristic is perception. Although I can't perceive the opponent's strength, I can know the threat to me."

"Innocuous, ordinary, difficult, hell, nightmares, and death." Ding Zhirong looked at Lin Qian and said slowly, "Zhao Haiming's danger to me is between difficulty and hell. It is **** that leaves scars on my face. Dangerous enemy."

The other inner disciples were not surprised by Ding Zhirong's words, apparently they knew the characteristics of the opponent's martial arts.

On the contrary, Lin Qian found it fresh and said with great interest: "Interesting martial arts characteristics, what about me?"

"..." Lin Qian asked, making Ding Zhirong silent for a while, closing his eyes and saying: "Death!"

When he opened his eyes again and raised his head, he frowned slightly when he looked at Lin Qian: "You scared me, the name of the young emperor is worthy of the name!"

After speaking, Ding Zhirong turned and got off the competition platform, ready to leave.

The originally eye-catching competition ended in an absurd end.

However, what Ding Zhirong said before leaving made these inner disciples look at Lin Qian with horror.

Ding Zhirong's character, these inner disciples who entered the Vientiane Sect at the same time as him, are very clear. He is absolutely disdain to lie, so his words are obviously true.

Moreover, Ding Zhirong was also a famous fighting madman, as if in him, he didn't know what fear was.

Such a person actually said that he was afraid of Lin Qian.

Within Ding Zhirong's famous perception level, Lin Qian turned out to be dead?

Thinking of this, the inner disciple under the competition stage couldn't help looking at Lin Qian on the stage.

"Lin Qian, how strong is he?"

Seeing Lin Qian walking off the competition platform, Lei Qian sighed with emotion: "You won't fight, boss, you are really strong."

"It's your turn!" After Lin Qian passed Lei Gan, he punched the opponent in the chest.

Lei Gan was staggered two steps by the punch, smiled painfully, and shook his head and walked towards the competition platform.

Seeing that Lei Gan actually stepped onto the competition platform, the inner disciples who had originally left were stopped and curious.

"As witnessed by the brothers and sisters of the inner sect brothers and sisters, I, Lei Gan challenged Zhao Haiming." Lei Gan, who walked onto the competition platform, suddenly opened his mouth, and directed his eyes to the next direction, "Brother Zhao, please come on stage."

Lei Gan's words shocked the hearts of the disciples inside the court, and looked at them.

At the same time, the inner disciples who Lei Gan looked in the direction also stepped aside, revealing a young man.

The young man has long hair, a lazy look, and a light blue robe. He is yawning, tears from his eyes.

The lazy young man is no one else, but the first person in the inner door, Zhao Haiming.

Ding Zhirong, who hadn't walked far since he had left, also stopped and turned back to the competition stage.

"Lei Gan is crazy, he actually wants to challenge Zhao Haiming?"

"Although he once defeated Lei Kuo, the opponent is only the ninth in the inner door, and Zhao Haiming is the first in the inner door."

"According to the rumors, after Lei Gan recognized Lin Qian as the boss, he went to Maoqingshan every day to follow each other's practice, and his strength might have improved a lot!"

"Even if the cultivation level is improved, how much can be improved, wanting to beat Zhao Haiming is just wishful thinking."

Zhao Haiming slowly walked onto the competition platform and stood opposite Lei Gan, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at each other.

After a long while, Zhao Haiming's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened: "What are you...really Lei?"

"Replacement as fake."

"What happened to you following Lin Qian, you actually became so strong?" Zhao Haiming frowned, stepped back three steps, and looked solemn.

When Zhao Haiming said this, everyone was in an uproar.

They didn't expect that Zhao Haiming would feel that Lei Gan has become very strong?

Ding Zhirong in the audience also changed his face. As Zhao Haiming's old opponent, he knew his habits very well.

When Zhao Haiming's lazy expression became dignified, he would only reveal himself when facing extremely strong opponents, even when facing himself.

Ding Zhirong slowly condensed his spirit power on his eyes, and carefully observed Lei Qian, shocked.

"Between **** and nightmares, and infinitely close to the danger of nightmares?" Ding Zhirong took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Ding Zhirong, the grandson of Lei Wang Leiheng, the elder of the sect, was not unaware. When he was outside, the other party also had good talents, but he was a bit arrogant.

But now it seems that he has changed. The reason is that these inner disciples said that Lei Gan lost to Lin Qian in the life and death battle, and followed him, cultivating in Maoqingshan every day.

Ding Zhirong turned his head and looked at Lin Qian who was not far away from the stage, standing quietly and looking at Lin Qian on the stage: "Where are you holy?"

Under the witness of the deacon elders, Lei Gan's competition with Zhao Haiming officially began.

From the very beginning, Lei Gan burst out with terrifying soul power, and instantly completed the Yuan Qi weapon, and rushed towards Zhao Haiming with the Lei Jian in his hand.

"Lei Gan's spirit power halo is nine levels. Didn't he break through eight rounds of Nirvana?"

"No, isn't it possible that he has completed the replacement round? Not long ago, he was only on the eighth floor."

As soon as Lei Gan made a move, all the disciples were exclaimed from the competition stage.

And then, the scene that took place on the competition stage made the inner disciples watching the competition even more shocked.

Zhao Haiming was killed by Lei, and he was slashed with a sword!

"What's going on?" Zhao Haiming was holding the armed Yuanqi two-handed epee, his arms were really numb, the tiger's mouth was cracked and blood was leaking, and the heavy soil attribute spirit power on his body began to loosen a little.

Zhao Haiming of the earth attribute, Wuhun is an epee, and Wuhun has a martial art characteristic. It will double the weight of the element in his hand, and he won't feel anything.

However, now, Zhao Haiming was struggling to cope with the stormy offensive of Lei Gan, and could only passively withstand the offensive.

Zhao Haiming, who has strong defense and strong attack, has never been so embarrassed even when facing Ding Zhirong.

"Ben Lei Zhan!" Lei Qian's eyes flashed with an electric light, and his body was like a purple light, and his sword blasted towards Zhao Haiming.

"puff!"

Zhao Haiming spurted blood, his whole body flew upside down and fell to the ground. The epee in his hand was also disarmed.

The outcome was clear, and the audience was silent.