Chapter 1019 Choosing an Opponent

This result was really unexpected. Those who had expected Li Hanxue to face a fierce battle were all severely slapped in the face.

"This Zhang Moran is really hiding too deeply." Shan Zi'an, Qiu Yiping, Helian Yuan and others all looked unhappy. "His strength has reached such a level that even Yin Heng was easily crushed by him. Is there anyone here who can be his opponent?"

"I'm afraid only Liu Xian'er and Long Tianxiang can compete with him. Others have no chance at all."

Li Hanxue's status in everyone's heart instantly rose by a hundred feet.

Shi Chong and Bao Menghui were a little unhappy after hearing this.

Bao Menghui sneered: "You are overestimating this Zhang Moran. He just defeated Yin Heng. In my opinion, there is nothing to be surprised about."

Bao Menghui was previously tested to have the potential of a ninth-level saint, and was directly accepted as a disciple by Elder Shi Chen. The glory he enjoyed was second only to Liu Xian'er and Long Tianxiang.

Liu Xian'er and Long Tianxiang's martial arts talents are far higher than Bao Menghui's, so he naturally has nothing to say. In his heart, he has already regarded himself as the top three disciples of this class, and even has the opportunity to compete with Liu Xian'er and Long Tianxiang.

However, now Zhang Moran suddenly appeared and overshadowed him, which Bao Menghui found difficult to accept.

"Spiritual power talent is ultimately a side door, and only those with high martial arts talent can become strong!" Bao Menghui sneered, "If Zhang Moran faces me later, I will let him know how powerful I am!"

The warriors of the wilderness did not dare to express their opinions and say who will win and who will lose.

Li Hanxue defeated Yin Heng with one move, and her strength was already obvious. And Bao Menghui is not weak either, with the potential of a ninth-level saint. Since he saw Yin Heng pale with his own eyes, he was still fearless, so he must have his trump card.

Liu Xian'er stared at Li Hanxue with a serious expression and said, "Bao Menghui, you'd better be careful. If you underestimate this guy, you might suffer."

Bao Menghui snorted coldly, "Thank you Miss Liu for your kindness."

Li Hanxue loosened her right hand, and Yin Heng fell to the ground, holding his neck and coughing non-stop.

"Brother, are you okay?" Yin Yueguang hurried forward, "Zhang Moran, you wait for me, I must avenge this!"

"Xiaoguang, don't be impulsive." Yin Heng coughed repeatedly, "Don't participate in the next competition."

"What?" Yin Yueguang was shocked, "Brother, what do you mean by this? Do you want me to give up the competition and give the first place in the group to Zhang Moran?"

The strength of Yin Yueguang and Yin Heng is actually on par. Yin Heng was crushed, and Yin Yueguang had no chance of winning against Li Hanxue, but Yin Yueguang never believed that Yin Heng was defeated head-on.

"Brother, did this despicable Zhang Moran use some tricks? Otherwise, with your skills, how could you be defeated in an instant?"

Yin Heng's eyes were gloomy. He admitted in public that he was defeated by someone in a straightforward move. This kind of thing was like slapping himself in the face. He really couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Xiaoguang, listen to me! Don't fight him!"

"Brother, I can't swallow this breath!" Yin Yueguang roared wildly and rushed towards Li Hanxue, "Zhang Moran, accept your death!"

Li Hanxue punched out.

Bang!

Without a doubt, Yin Yueguang was hit and fell to the ground.

Yin Yueguang lay on the ground, stunned, neither shouting nor screaming, but staring blankly at the black night sky with his eyes wide open. He finally understood why Yin Heng didn't let him take action. When he really faced Li Hanxue's fist, he realized that the punch was not a power that a wild warrior could possess.

After the Yin brothers were defeated, the first place in the seventh group naturally fell into the hands of Li Hanxue.

The top ten teams in the high-level group all stood out.

They are Shan Zian, Qiu Yiping, Helian Yuan, Shi Chong, Bao Menghui, Long Tianxiang, Liu Xianer and Li Hanxue, and two other casual cultivators, Ye Cheng and Peng Kai, who finally won the first place after a hard fight.

The battle for the Saint Son quota is among these ten people.

Shi Chen said: "Since the top ten teams have been decided, you will draw your numbers next. Number one will fight against number ten, number two will fight against number nine, and so on, to decide the top five. For the top five, number three does not need to fight, and two will fight against each other to decide the top three. The last three will fight to decide the first place. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

"Very good, start!"

Shi Chen stretched out his hand, and ten white light balls floated up to the sky. These ten light balls represent numbers one to ten respectively.

Long Tianxiang flicked his finger, and a gas blade broke one of the light balls, and the light ball exploded with a bang.

A big white "two" appeared in the sky.

Then, the others followed suit and broke the light ball, and got their own numbers.

Shan Zian drew number three, and became the opponent of number seven Helian Yuan. The two were brothers from the same school, which was considered unlucky.

Liu Xian'er happened to draw number eight, and happened to be the opponent of Long Tianxiang.

Liu Xian'er wanted to have a decisive battle with Long Tianxiang, but the development of things was unexpected, but she was obviously not panicked.

Long Tianxiang smiled and said, "Liu Xian'er, I didn't expect you to meet me in the first round of battle. Your luck is really bad."

Liu Xian'er smiled and said, "It's not certain who has bad luck."

"Do you think you have a chance of winning?" Long Tianxiang showed a provocative smile.

"It's still unknown who will win."

"Then we'll wait and see."

The battle has not yet begun, and it's already tense.

Qiu Yiping and Shi Chong, who has the potential of the eighth level of the Saint King, are ranked together, while Ye Cheng and Peng Kai become opponents.

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