1346: C1346 It is laughable to overestimate one's size

C1346 It is laughable to overestimate one's size

Hidden Dragon Castle, Stage Eight!

Yu Haoran's disrespectful actions were considered normal in the eyes of the spectators in the spectator stands.

After all, on Stage Eight, there was only Sun Mingze, who was ranked thirty-ninth, Li Wen Yuan, who was ranked seventy-third, Feng Yu Hai, who was ranked eighty-seventh, and Shi Yan Yu, who was ranked one hundred and second.

According to the rules of the first match of the semifinals, only ten people were required to remain on the arena stage at the end of the competition to participate in the second match of the semifinals.

In that case, Yu Haoran and the other three, who clearly held the absolute advantage in terms of strength, could totally choose to stand by and watch from the sidelines, and quietly wait for the final result of the competition to arrive, then easily win.

But to the participants on stage, Yu Haoran's arrogant and disrespectful actions caused their hearts to be filled with dissatisfaction.

However, when faced with the eighth place on the Yu Haoran Ranking, as well as the prestige of Profound Sky Continent, no matter how dissatisfied they were in their hearts, no one would dare to personally berate him, and even more so, no one would dare to provoke him.

After all the contestants had all gone up on the stage, the list at the top of the square suddenly shot out a hundred streams of milky white energy.

The milky white energy fell on different arenas, and with it, it instantly enveloped the entire arena, forming a defensive barrier that could block out power and spiritual will.

Because many of the top and peerless powerhouses in the surrounding stands had blood ties and kinship with the participants in the arena.

If he didn't set up a defensive barrier that could block out his power and spiritual will, then no one could guarantee whether or not there would be people secretly helping his family and juniors.

Helplessly taking back his consciousness that was watching Qin Lingfei and the rest's competition, Yu Haoran only retained his mind that was monitoring her opponent on the stage, and then continued to immerse himself in the comprehension of the Ancestral Mage Technique.

Just as the hundred milky-white strands of energy formed a defensive barrier, a majestic voice suddenly came from the list above the plaza.

"The match begins!"

The contestants who had previously understood the situation of the Hidden Dragon Rank competitions didn't seem to be surprised by the announcement. They started to use their martial skills to attack their selected opponents.

In an instant, a deafening roar sounded out in the center of the plaza.

What was different from the other arenas, which were filled with intense fights, was that the atmosphere in arena eight was a little strange.

Maybe it was because of Yu Haoran's role as the leading example, but Sun Mingze, Li Wen Yuan, Feng Yu Hai and Shi Yan Yu who were in the top hundred also retreated to the corner of the stage, watching without doing anything.

"Ranking on the leaderboard doesn't represent one's true strength."

Yu Haoran's arrogant and disrespectful actions had already aroused the anger of all the participants present, while the actions of Sun Mingze's group of four had added fuel to the fire.

A top genius who had reached the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint was finally unable to bear the humiliation of being looked down upon.

"Therefore, everyone should join hands and drive these five arrogant fellows out of the arena, and then use their strength to fight for the top ten spots. What do you think?"

Actually, the hearts of the over two hundred participants present had long been angered by Yu Haoran and the other three's arrogant and rude actions, but it was because the fear in their hearts did not burst out yet.

Now that they saw someone take the initiative to stand up and form an alliance, apart from a dozen or so contestants with complicated thoughts and average cultivation and strength choosing to remain silent, the rest of the contestants all responded positively.

Slowly opening his eyes, Yu Haoran looked at the participants that were filled with excitement and anger, before closing his eyes once again.

However, in his previously empty left hand, a white stick suddenly appeared, exuding a faint pressure.

"You will lead 40 men to besiege Sun Mingze."

Yu Haoran's action of taking out a Zun realm high grade magic tool did not extinguish the flames of anger in the crowd. The young experts that he had picked out earlier began to distribute the people that surrounded Yu Haoran and the other three.

"You will lead 40 men to besiege Li Wen Yuan."

"You will lead forty men to besiege Feng Yuhai!"

"You will lead forty men to attack Shi Yan Yu!"0

After arranging the groups of people to attack Sun Mingze's group, the young ranker noticed that there were seventy people left who were willing to attack, and immediately pointed at Yu Haoran excitedly and shouted out his orders.

"The remaining participants will follow me to surround and attack Yu Haoran!"

"Kill!"

As soon as the young expert's voice fell, the two hundred contestants that were in high spirits immediately shouted out explosively.

The joint explosive shout was deafening. It immediately attracted the attention of countless spectators in the stands.

"It's laughable to even think of trying to shake a big tree with an ant!" Seeing that the number of participants that had gathered to surround and attack Yu Haoran had reached seventy people, the Qin Emperor who was standing at the southern end of the stage, mocked with a disdainful look in his eyes.

Before his cultivation had broken through to A peerless Martial Saint, the Qin Emperor's understanding of power was shallow. He believed that with more people, more power would come.

But the moment he truly broke through the realm of A peerless Martial Saint, he realized just how laughable his previous understanding was.

This was because in the face of absolute strength, the advantage in numbers was actually very small and pathetic!

, who only had the cultivation of a second tribulation Quasi-Martial Saint, disagreed with the Emperor's sarcasm. However, he did not object to the Emperor's evaluation, and only looked at Yu Haoran with a bit of worry.

When he opened his eyes once again to see seventy odd people slowly approaching, a cold and disdainful smile flashed past his eyes.

Amongst the two hundred or so competitors in Stage Eight, the only one who could really challenge him was Sun Mingze's group of four, and none of them were his match, including the young powerhouse at the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial Saint that had appeared earlier.

Ji Hao activated the power directly from the body of the ancestor, and took the initiative to launch an attack with the white stick held tightly in his hand, which could sweep away thousands of enemies with a single move.

"Boom!"

Although the opponents were quick to react and were able to defend themselves in time, when facing the Ancestral Mage's physical body, they were able to withstand the terrifying sweeping power formed by the high-grade Zun realm staff skill.

The six participants below Martial Saint were all directly thrown off the stage with broken arms and legs.

Nineteen participants of the early and middle stage of Martial Saint were directly sent flying into the air, spurting blood from their mouths as they landed heavily on the stage.

The faces of the thirty-eight participants at the peak of Martial Saint paled instantly. The sweeping force had caused them to suffer internal injuries.

Only the seven experts at the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint could be considered as having successfully blocked the power of the pole technique that could sweep away an army of a thousand.

However, their faces were grave.

This was because the pole technique that Yu Haoran had just displayed did not use a hint of Origin Energy or Soul Force at all. He had purely used the strength of his fleshly body.

Moreover, from the way he wielded the high-grade Zun realm staff just now, he seemed to have only used a portion of his physical strength.

The result!

Looking at the six people with broken arms and legs falling off the arena, as well as the dozens of people who were lying on the arena and howling in pain, the strongest youth immediately felt regret.

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