Chapter 843 Please Wait a Moment
Fengming Valley, above the ring.
Di Xiang and Han Zhe stood facing each other, their eyes met, but they didn't make a move.
After a while, a large black light suddenly appeared on Di Xiang's body, and he sneered: "Challenge me? Hahaha! There are really people who don't know how to live or die!"
"Han came here for the sake of the beautiful saint. It's a pity that this stone is blocking my way, so I have to ask you to move your position first." Han Zhe said calmly, with eyes as calm as water.
While speaking, he waved his arm lightly, and the white round magic weapon emerged, spinning and flying towards Di Xiang.
The next moment, circles of runes flew out from the magic weapon of the round wheel, and the surface of the round wheel emitted a glaring white light, and the gears rotated and cut, making a piercing scream.
Di Xiang's eyes flashed, and he sneered.
But seeing his footsteps take a step forward, a black light flashed on his right arm, and black scales emerged one after another. The scales were like stones, uneven, and black claws grew out of his fingers.
His right arm instantly became extremely ferocious, and an aura belonging to the primordial primordial monstrous beast soared into the sky, its aura rising steadily.
With a wave of Di Xiang's arm, he suddenly grabbed the white round wheel in his hand.
The magic weapon of the round wheel cut crazily, but it couldn't hurt the black ferocious scales in the slightest, it only shot out bursts of sparks and made the sound of clashing metal.
Di Xiang laughed loudly, and the black light between the five fingers of his right hand was shining brightly, and he clenched it instantly.
With a "click", cracks appeared in the white round magic weapon, and then shattered.
On the high platform where the elders of various clans were, Granny Jinfeng's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "Jiulong's bloodline! This Di Xiang has awakened a rare bloodline."
"Grandma Jinfeng, you're flattering me, but Di Xiang's aptitude is indeed the best in my Earth Dragon Clan, otherwise I wouldn't be able to accompany the noble saintess." Di Feng, the elder of the Earth Dragon Clan, said with a smile.
"Elder Di Feng said that, does he think that Di Xiang will win this competition?" Granny Jinfeng laughed noncommittally.
Di Feng was startled when he heard the words, then he smiled and said: "Although this Han Zhe has some strength, but he is a member of a small clan, how could he be Di Xiang's opponent."
"Really, then we'll wait and see." Granny Jinfeng nodded and stopped talking.
While the two were talking, Di Xiang and Han Zhe were already fighting fiercely.
Di Xiang took a step forward, his body swayed, and he jumped in front of Han Zhe in an instant, his five fingers were in the shape of dragon claws, and he grabbed it fiercely.
Han Zhe's eyes flickered, but he didn't even back away. He shouted loudly and punched out.
A layer of white light appeared on his body, countless runes appeared on his arms, his body swelled several times as if inflated, and his muscles bulged.
Boom!
When fists and palms met, both of them trembled.
Han Zhe's body was shaken, and he stepped back a few steps, but he quickly stood upright.
A powerful force struck, and Di Xiang couldn't help but took a step back, frowning.
"You can catch my blow with physical strength!" Di Xiang said in a deep voice.
"There are thousands of races in the Milky Way Starfield. Although your earth dragon clan is known for its tyrannical body, it is not invincible." Han Zhe said.
"Arrogance has a price to pay!"
Di Xiang snorted softly, black light radiated from his whole body, black scales appeared all over his body, and his body size also doubled, turning him into a pitch-black monster.
A terrifying breath erupted from him, infinitely approaching the level of the divine realm.
He swayed from side to side strangely, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, his figure appeared behind Han Zhe like a ghost, and black claws erupted from his ten fingers, and he grabbed Han Zhe fiercely.
Han Zhe's expression changed, white light radiated from his body, he turned around like lightning, his fists trembled, and he swung out in a row.
Numerous fuzzy fist figures suddenly appeared in front of him, flew out, collided with the black claws, and burst out a series of loud noises.
Han Zhe's body shook violently, although he barely resisted Di Xiang's attack, his body retreated again and again.
Di Xiang let out a low cry, black light radiated from his whole body, and he punched out with his arm, as if slowing down his illness.
With a loud bang, a huge pitch-black fist emerged and hit the unstable Han Zhe hard.
Han Zhe's body flew out weakly like a broken sack, and smashed into the ring hard, causing a big hole to be made by flying gravel.
With a flash of a figure, Di Xiang's body instantly appeared above the big pit, opened his mouth wide, and a jet of black flames spewed out, submerging Hanzhe and the big pit together.
The arena made of special materials melted quickly and creaked.
"Grandma Jinfeng, it seems that you made a mistake today." On the nearby high platform, Di Feng laughed heartily.
"Really?" Granny Jinfeng said calmly with her expression unchanged.
Seeing this, Di Feng frowned slightly.
At this moment, the black flame suddenly rolled, and the next moment it quickly gathered towards a place, as if it was swallowed, and a few breaths disappeared without a trace.
Han Zhe's body emerged, with many places scorched black all over his body, but he didn't seem to be seriously injured
In his unhurried hand, there was a blue gourd with patterns of flames engraved on it. The mouth of the gourd still emitted a faint black light, and now it was this gourd that contained the black flames.
"Hmph!" Di Xiang was stunned, but then he snorted coldly, and flew out of his body, rushing towards Han Zhe.
The black light in his palm was shining brightly, and thick and pitch-black electric arcs jumped out, making a huge thunderous sound.
The black electric light condensed into five long claws, like five black swords, slashing towards Han Zhe head-on.
Han Zhe's eyes flickered, he didn't dodge, he muttered something, the fire light flashed from the mouth of the gourd, a group of blue flames the size of a human head spewed out, and collided with Di Xiang's palm.
As soon as the black lightning claw touched the blue flame, it immediately melted like ice and snow meeting fire.
Pooh!
Blue flames enveloped Di Xiang's right hand, and with a soft sound, his right hand also turned into ashes.
Di Xiang's face changed drastically, and he let out a scream, and his body shot out backwards, falling more than ten feet away.
His right hand was below the elbow, and all disappeared, and the flesh and blood on the severed arm were scorched black.
Di Xiang took out a talisman with a wave of his hand and stuck it on the wound, his face was extremely pale.
"Blue flame? What kind of supernatural power is this?" He was terrified.
"This is... Qinglian Holy Flame!" Grandma Jinfeng's face changed slightly when she saw the blue flame.
The faces of the other people on the high platform showed doubts, obviously they had never heard of this name.
A look of shock and anger appeared on Di Feng's face.
Han Zhe smiled faintly, waved his hand and typed out the formula, the cyan flame rolled and turned into a cyan fire snake and rushed towards Di Xiang, with extremely fast speed, he arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Di Xiang's expression changed, his feet hit the ground, his body shot out backwards, and he waved a black shield to block in front of him.
The cyan fire snake bumped into the black shield.
The next moment, the black shield melted like a candle.
"What!" Di Xiang's face changed color.
Although this shield is not a top-notch magic weapon, it is also a very sophisticated defensive treasure, but it was melted almost instantly.
The fire snake's body rolled up and turned into a blue fire sword, which slashed on Di Xiang's lower abdomen.
In front of the cyan fire sword, the extremely hard black scales looked like paper paste.
"Puff!"
A huge gash several feet long was cut out of Di Xiang's lower abdomen, and blood swarmed out.
The figure disappeared, and a rare figure appeared behind Di Xiang. With a loud shout, his fists came out like a poisonous dragon, and smashed hard on Di Xiang.
Di Xiang's body fell down like a meteorite, and this time it was his turn to slam into the ground hard, making a big crater and splashing billows of dust.
A cold light flashed in Han Zhe's eyes, and with a wave of one hand, the cyan fire sword turned into a ball of cyan flame again, and struck towards the pit.
At this moment, a yellow light appeared out of thin air, it was a disc-shaped magic weapon, blocking the blue flame.
chi chi...
Like Di Xiang's shield, the disc magic weapon could not resist the power of the blue flame and melted, but it melted much slower.
In a flash, Di Feng's figure emerged.
"We admit defeat in this competition." Di Feng said coldly.
Han Zhe raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, and the cyan flame flew back and flew into the cyan gourd.
Di Feng recalled the yellow disc, a pit was melted into the disc, and the aura was extremely dim.
He put away the disc, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The smoke and dust drifted away, and Di Xiang's body emerged. The transformation had been lifted, and the wound in the lower abdomen was torn and enlarged again, revealing the internal organs faintly.
Di Feng's complexion changed, and he waved his hand to emit a ball of yellow light, covering Di Xiang.
The two flew towards the distance, ignoring the competition at all.
"It's rare to win this competition!" Zhao Zhutong announced the result.
Han Zhe bowed his hands to Zhao Zhutong, flew down and sat down under the No. 1 banner.
Several other people under the banner looked over, with deep fear in their eyes, and a hint of fear.
The power of the blue flame was simply terrifying, and even the powerful magic weapon in the divine realm couldn't resist it.
"Is there anyone else who wants to continue to challenge?" Zhao Zhutong raised his voice.
All the challengers looked at each other, but no one stood up.
"Since there is no challenge, the top ten will be decided accordingly." Zhao Zhutong said loudly.
The faces of the ten people under the flag showed great joy.
If you enter the top ten, you will be able to get generous rewards. It is not a loss to come to congratulate this time.
At the end of the first half of the competition, everyone was a little tired. After resting for half an hour, the competition started again.
"Next is the competition in the second half. The top ten will challenge each other to decide the ranking!" Zhao Zhutong said.
The top ten people looked at each other for a while, all looking at Han Zhe.
Han Zhe had already changed into a suit of clothes at the moment, with a calm expression, accepting everyone's gaze calmly.
Zhao Yi and the tattooed youth of the Pangui tribe looked at Hanzhe eagerly.
For them, some rewards are insignificant at all. If they cannot get the first place, it is tantamount to failure.
"If the two of you are interested, you might as well challenge it directly. Han is still a little unfamiliar with the control of the 'Qinglian Sacred Flame', and it's just a good time to practice." Han turned his head and looked over, his eyes were a little cold, and said lightly.
Zhao Yi's face turned pale, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he immediately looked away.
The Pangui youth hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed and turned his gaze away.
Both had given up on the challenge, let alone the others.
After giving up the competition for the first place, the competition for other rankings in the top ten also seemed weak. After a few rounds, no one continued to challenge.
"Hehe, after a series of fierce battles, the top ten rankings are finally determined. Congratulations to Han Zhezhe for becoming..." Zhao Zhutong laughed.
"Elder Zhao, please wait a moment." At this moment, a crisp voice sounded, but it was Zhao Lingxiu who stood up.