1353: C1353 An Intense Challenge

C1353 An Intense Challenge

Boom!

In just an instant, the two of them separated from each other. You Ming, who was challenging Han Zhanming, was forced back by the impact.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Seventeen steps in a row. Every step he took on the Heaven Martial Platform caused ripples to appear on the ground.

In the end, You Ming finally stabilized himself.

However, the expression on his black face was not very good. A surge of ghost energy shook his chest, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Han Zhanming had only taken three steps back, and he had an incomparably relaxed expression on his face.

"Humph, with such little ability, you still want to challenge me? You overestimate yourself!" Han Zhanming showed a look of disdain, which made You Ming even angrier.

"Han Zhanming, I originally prepared this move for the others. Since you are so arrogant, I will let you taste the power of my move." You Ming was extremely furious. Both of his eyes were filled with gloomy ghostly flames. As it rose, it caused the surrounding temperature to drop along with it. A large amount of ice condensed in the air.

"This is the Netherworld's Seven Yin Frost Flame. Looks like he's going to be serious." A Ghost Emperor who knew You Ming said.

The Seven Yin Frost Flame was a strange flame that You Ming obtained from the North Region's Ghost World.

Although it was not as powerful as the five great Ancient Divine Flames, it was still very powerful.

The frost stars that seemed to have caused the surrounding temperature to drop by a lot could turn the enemy into ashes the moment they came into contact with the enemy.

With this flame, there were very few people within the Inner Academy who could match You Ming's strength.

However!

Han Zhanming had a face of disdain when faced with this Seven Yin Frost Flame that caused most of the Inner Academy's disciples to feel a chill run down their spines.

"Go to hell!"

Hu...

The netherworld, which had transformed into ghostly qi, was like an indefinite mass of smoke that was flying in the void toward Han Zhanming.

Two clusters of ghastly ghostly fire were suspended in the black smoke, and behind them was a long tail of ice.

"Hmph! A mere minor spell dares to be arrogant in front of me?" Han Zhanming coldly harrumphed.

"Watch me cripple you with a single punch!"

Rumble...

Rumble...

With just a slight movement of his aura, a majestic might suddenly descended. It shook the heavens and overturned the void, causing the sun and moon to hover upside down and the mountains and rivers to overturn. The earth-shattering aura suddenly gathered and gathered on Han Zhanming's fist. It formed a ball of light with a diameter of less than a foot. It looked ordinary. * Hong Long...... *

"Sky Shaking Fist!"

The fist collapsed, the void trembled and cracked. That fist brazenly smashed onto the body of You Ming who had already turned into black smoke.

Rumble!

This You Ming, who had originally already formed an illusionary body, was directly blasted away by the power of the fist.

Dead?

You Ming, who was ranked eleventh on the Dragon Ranking last time, was killed with a single punch?

How could this be possible?

While everyone was overwhelmed with shock, their gazes towards Han Zhanming couldn't help but carry some seriousness.

What kind of monster was this fellow that came from the outer court?

Killing You Ming with a single punch, didn't that mean that he had the qualifications to challenge the top three?

While everyone was shocked in their hearts, Han Zhanming shook his fist with disdain. The strange frost that was wrapped around his fist because of the Seven Yin Frost Flame was instantly dispersed. Then, it turned into wisps of ghastly ghost fire in front of everyone's eyes and quickly burned. Then, it disappeared.

"This kind of flame can also be used as a killing move? How ridiculous. Hahaha..."

Han Zhanming laughed complacently. He turned around and soared into the sky, returning to the seat of the Dragon Roll Champion.

The first challenger had died.

And he had died without leaving anything behind.

"Continue the challenge!" One of the deacons announced.

Although everyone was dissatisfied with Han Zhanming's overbearing killing intent, everyone who participated in the The Dragon Rankings had signed a life and death contract.

Once the life and death contract was signed, as long as one stood in the Heaven Martial Platform, life and death would be decided by the heaven's will.

Whether one lived or died depended on one's own abilities.

After a while, everyone finally recovered from their shock. The remaining people who had the qualification to challenge Han Zhanming immediately shifted their targets away, not daring to challenge him anymore.

"I want to challenge Song Kuan!" Another person stood up.

The target of this challenge was not out of everyone's expectations.

The result of this battle was once again unexpected.

Although Song Kuan's cultivation base had fallen to the Seven Star Martial Monarch Stage, after a tough battle, he had used his trump card to turn defeat into victory, temporarily preserving his position as the ninth rank on the Dragon Roll.

"I want to challenge Shadowless!"

The third challenger placed his target on shadowless.

After all, shadowless was just chosen to be on the Dragon Roll. Although he sat at the sixth place, his strength was far from being comparable to Han Zhanming who sat at the tenth place.

Unfortunately, the challenger only took ten moves from shadowless and was completely defeated.

After that, someone challenged An Yuman. The challenger's name was Adrina. It was a girl from the Bird Race. She was graceful and beautiful. Under the golden light, she looked like an angel that had descended from the heavens, illuminating the entire Heaven Martial Platform. She was incomparably holy.

In the end, Adrina defeated An Yuman with a weak advantage and sat on the seventh throne.

"I want to challenge Song Kuan!"

Another challenger challenged Song Kuan.

However, this was already within everyone's expectations.

Song Kuan seemed to know that this would be the result, but he didn't have the intention to give up. He forcefully fought over a hundred rounds with his opponent, and only then was he finally defeated, giving up the ninth throne.

After a moment, another person challenged the eighth ranked Blood Spirit.

Although Xue Ling rarely showed himself in the inner court, when he fought, it made people feel a slight chill in their hearts.1

An assassin type female assassin!

The challenger directly died in hell.

This girl from the Beast Clan had strong muscles. The beast skin wrapped around her voluptuous figure, revealing part of her body. All of them were born for the job of an assassin. Those streamlined muscles pulled silk. It was as if there were hundreds of strange Animal Stripes engraved on every inch of his body.

As long as she activated her strength, those Animal Stripes would flash and completely conceal her.

No matter how hard the Soul Force scanned her, it was impossible to find her.

Only in a thousandth of a second when she attacked would her true body be revealed.

Such an assassin really made one's heart turn cold at the thought of it.

Zhan Tianming was a little surprised when he saw that no one from the sixth to tenth place had challenged him.

Could it be that he was that powerful?

So powerful that no one dared to challenge him?

Just as he was thinking this in his heart, someone finally issued a challenge to him.

"I want to challenge Zhan Tianming."

A nine-star Demon Emperor stood out. Under the surging of the thick Devil Qi, there was a faint dark red flame rising, making him look like a peerless devil king that had just walked out of hell.

Zhan Tianming grinned and slowly stood up from his seat. His entire body was like a Divine Sword that soared to the sky.

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