1350: C1350 Discriminatory treatment

C1350 Discriminatory treatment

Hidden Dragon Castle, Stage Eight!

"Yu Haoran!"

Simply saying his name was a form of acknowledgment of the respect the other party had shown when he introduced himself.

Yu Haoran immediately used the law of speed at the Perfection Stage, then combined it with the power of the Ancestral Shaman's physical body and the Ancestral Shaman's Fist Art and attacked first.

In the end, Zheng Shengjie suffered the same defeat as Zhao Zixin.

The only difference was that they didn't have any private grudges in their past and present lives, and Zheng Shengjie had made the decision to make himself extremely satisfied, so Yu Haoran had only blown him off the stage safely.

"Lin Yongye, your cultivation is at the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial Saint, and your strength is at the first tribulation in the Quasi-Martial Saint. You are ranked 221st on the list."

Although he knew that he was definitely not a match for one of Yu Haoran's moves, the decision he had already made made made Lin Yong stand out bravely.

"Yu Haoran!"

It was the same succinct introduction, the same lightning fast speed, the same powerful move, and the same result of the same battle. Lin Yongye had been blown off the stage with a single punch.

The result of the following battles was exactly the same as those of He Yishi, Ren Zitai, Xia Shibin and Zhao Ziheng.

However, when the second from the last contestant appeared, Yu Haoran did not continue to hold back with his bare hands.

"Cui Nian, your cultivation is at the peak of the ninth level of Martial Saint, your strength is at the peak of the second tribulation Quasi-Martial Saint, you are ranked sixty-eighth on the list."

After introducing himself, Cui Jianming cupped his hands in greeting.

"Cui Xin greets Senior Brother Yu!"

"Yu Haoran greets Senior Brother Cui!"

Yu Haoran also cupped his hands in response, then took out the upper realm white rod.

In fact, regardless of whether one used their own elemental energy, soul power, or power of law, as well as the Ancestral Shaman transformation, they could still defeat Cui Nun in one move.

But he didn't want to.

Other than wanting to hide a portion of his strength to deal with the true opponents of the top ten and five, Cui Xin didn't deserve to use any of his stronger methods.

"Senior Brother Yu, after you!"

Seeing Yu Haoran taking out a high-grade Zun realm magic tool, Cui Nian was both happy and nervous.

Delight was because his appearance had finally garnered the attention of the other side. This meant that his own strength was far superior to the six previous players.

He was nervous because he didn't know how many moves he could endure when his opponent used a magic tool.

Since he was using the white staff, there was no need for him to get too close. A direct attack from the Basic Staff Technique landed heavily on Cui Jianhan's Intrinsic Sword.

Although Cui Nian's Intrinsic Sword was sent flying by the white staff, the high-grade sage realm defensive instrument only forced him to take nine steps back. It was not enough to determine victory or defeat in one move.

With regards to this, Yu Haoran didn't mind in the slightest as he continued to swing his staff.

Cui Xin, who had lost his Intrinsic Sword, also lost the ability to block the attack of the Superior Grade Zun realm staff. The moment the defensive instrument was defeated, he was directly blown off the stage by the pole weapon.

He retracted the power contained within the pole technique in time, allowing Cui Xin, who had been knocked off the stage, to remain unharmed.

"Senior Brother Yu, thank you!"

Cui Nian, who could feel that Yu Haoran had shown mercy, immediately cupped his fists and thanked him.2

After replying to Lin Qinghong, who was below the stage, with a nod, Yu Haoran's gaze landed on the last opponent on the stage, the one ranked highest, Zhong Tianle.

"Zhong Tianle, your cultivation is at the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial Saint, and your strength is at the peak of the third tribulation. You are ranked thirty-third on the list."

After introducing himself, Zhong Tianlei did not greet him with clasped hands like Cui Xin had done. Instead, he took out a low-grade Zun realm blade weapon and took the initiative to launch a fierce attack.

Facing Zhong Letian who took the initiative to attack, Yu Haoran's expression did not change in the slightest as he brandished his white staff. Using a move that reflected the most power, he pressed down against the low-grade Zun Stage sabre directly.

"Boom!"

As the weapons collided with each other, a thunderous boom resounded through the sky. The low-grade Zun Stage sabre that was at an absolute disadvantage was directly blown apart, leaving behind a small crack.

At the same time, the collision of the two weapons caused Zhong Tianle to spit out a mouthful of blood as he retreated to the edge of the stage.

Fortunately, his powerful strength allowed him to stabilize his body in time and did not fall out of the arena in the end.

Before he could wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhong Tianle quickly checked the low-grade Zun realm sabre in his hand.

When he saw a hair-thin crack appear on the blade of the staff, he immediately felt an incomparable heartache and panic.

This was because the low-grade Zun Stage blade in his hand was a natural magic tool that had just awakened its ancestor. It was meant to help him advance into the top hundred in the Southern region's Hidden Dragon Rank, obtaining the support of the Latent Dragon Qi so that he could directly cross the realm of Quasi-Martial Saint and use it as a temporary loan to the A peerless Martial Saint.

Currently, the appearance of damage to the weapons would definitely affect the performance of the old ancestor, as well as the Zhong Family's long planned plan.

As a result, he did not know how he would explain this to the ancestor and the family afterwards, nor did he know what kind of punishment he would have to endure if he failed to enter the rankings.

Thinking of this, Zhong Letian raised his head and looked at Yu Haoran, who had a calm expression, and his eyes revealed dense hatred.

When he saw the hatred in Zhong Letian's eyes, Yu Haoran immediately felt a sense of humiliation.

The reason for the damage to the low-grade Honored Warrior Saber is because your strength is lacking. If you resent yourself for it, then don't blame yourself for being different from others.

He had just comprehended the Law of Flashstep and infused it into his staff. Before Zhong Letian knew what was going on, the cracks on the low-grade Zun realm sabre in his hands suffered an even more intense attack.

Since Zhong Letian did not know beforehand that Yu Haoran would suddenly attack the Inferior Grade Dao Lord in his hands, he only grabbed onto the handle of the blade lightly. His strength was unable to withstand the power of the rod and magic item's attack on the blade, and in the end, as the crack on the Inferior Grade Zun Stage blade expanded further, he also left his hand and flew out of the stage.

Even the low-grade Zun Stage blade was not Yu Haoran's match, let alone the fact that he had lost his strongest attack and defensive skill.

As such, Zhong Letian did not hesitate to fly out of the arena when faced with the low-grade Zun realm sabre. He conceded the challenge without any hesitation.

"Yu Haoran, I, Zhong Letian, will definitely take revenge for today!"

After successfully catching up and seeing the hair-like crack on the blade peak of a low-grade Honored Warrior, Zhong Letian roared in exasperation.

Regarding this, Yu Haoran only sneered in disdain. Then, after the defensive barrier around the stage had disappeared, he rushed to arena number 23.

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