Chapter 2401: Han Yuan

Chapter 2401 Han Yuan
"You have no objection to the rules set by this seat!"
"Then start the first round of ring battle!"
"The disciples who are drawn to the number one by the lottery will all stand in the ring, and the rest of the disciples will all go to the ring, waiting for the number one disciple, and finally win the final winner, the second disciple will go to the ring to fight!"
The old man of the bead stood proudly in the void, looking at the disciple of the gods on the ring, and said coldly.
"Yes, Lord Shenzhu!"
"Yes, Lord Shenzhu!"
...
As soon as the old man from the pearl said this, a group of figures stood on the arena, and a group of figures also walked towards the bottom of the arena.
Mo Wentian drew the number nine. Naturally, it was not his turn to enter the ring. Mo Wentian walked toward the ring.
"Mo Wentian, your kid's luck is really good!"
"In the first round of the arena, you didn't even meet me!"
Xiao Feng approached Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian, his anger was hard to hide.
"I didn't meet you, is it my luck?"
"Xiao Feng, you are afraid that you made a mistake. You didn't meet me in the first round of assessment. You should feel lucky!"
"After all, you haven't met me. With your cultivation strength, you can at least enter the next round of assessment!"
Listening to Xiao Feng's words, Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and it arched upward.
Mo Wentian looked like he had been friends with Xiao Feng for many years, and the two of them only had a conversation over their shoulders.
Mo Wentian had noticed Xiao Feng's group. If Xiao Feng worked hard, he wouldn't be the last winner.
Xiao Feng came to him, just trying to irritate him, but Mo Wentian could be irritated by him, but it was Xiao Feng who was irritated by him.
"I should feel lucky?"
"Mo Wentian, you are very arrogant!"
Hearing that, Xiao Feng's fist was clenched, his nails were sunken in the flesh, and blood dripped from his hands.
"Xiao Feng, don't think about some useless things. You and I are not a group. You keep thinking about killing me. Is this interesting?"
"If you want to kill me, the first thing you need to do is to stay in this ring battle!"
At the next moment, it seemed to be thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a complex gaze, a cold voice said.
Since Duan Qi said that Xiao Feng had the greatest influence among ordinary disciples, he would fight this person, and if he defeated this person, he would be convinced that he would lose.
Then this person will be like Duan Qi, becoming his assistant in the gods.
Thinking like this, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Stay in this round of ring battle?"
"Mo Wentian, you wait for me, I will definitely be able to stay in the first round of the ring!"
"It's just that you kid shouldn't be eliminated first, so the second round of the ring will be boring!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with cold eyes and said coldly.
At this moment, the aura in Xiao Feng's body rose rapidly.
"This emperor is naturally going to win the first round of the arena. Not only that, I will also get one of these four places!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.
Seeing Mo Wentian's confident look, Xiao Feng was a little lost.
"The first round of the No. 1 ring battle, now begins!"
And at this moment, in the void, the icy voice of the old man of God Orb sounded.
"Rumble..."
As soon as the old man from the pearl said this, he immediately entered a state of battle on the ring.
The breath of the twelve people skyrocketed rapidly.
The cultivation bases of these twelve people are all in the realm of Heavenly Emperor Consummation, and they are only a step away from the realm of Heavenly Sage.
Twelve people shot at the same time, and on the ring, the fighting spirit was terrifying.
"What a strong breath, the disciple of this number should be the strongest group of these twelve groups!"
"The strength of these disciples is so strong, I don't know who is the final winner in this number!"
"Whoever becomes the final winner, then who can enter the next round of assessment, and win the spot, there is a little more hope!"
"Among them, Sister Han Yuan should be the strongest in cultivation. I think Sister Han Yuan is the final winner in this group!"
"The aura on Senior Sister Han Yuan seems to be stronger than that of them. Senior Sister Han Yuan is indeed the arrogant of our God Heaven Realm. Last time I saw her cultivation base was only the peak of the Heavenly Emperor, now she has broken through to the Heavenly Emperor Consummation.
And it was only half a step away from the early days of Tiansheng! "
...
Above the arena, a series of terrifying auras came, and countless disciples of the gods and heavens instantly exploded the pot.
Their eyes were all looking at the battle on the ring at this moment, as if they were afraid of missing something wonderful.
Suddenly, they seemed to have thought of something, their eyes looked at the only shadow on the ring.
The breath on this Qianying body is the strongest existence on the ring, but her pretty face is as cold as frost, like a peerless cold beauty.
"Boss, this woman has such a strong breath!"
"She should be the final winner in this number of ring battles!"
Huan Tian looked at Han Yuan in the void, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, a deep voice said.
"She can win the final victory in Number One, not only on her strength, but also on her face!"
A faint light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Han Yuan looks really good, with a pretty face, although cold and frosty, she is inaccessible from thousands of miles away, but she has a graceful figure and delicate features.
Such a person is already a beauty in the eyes of the disciples of the gods and heavens, but he is still a bit worse than the Tianhu next to Mo Wentian and You'er next to Xiao Jiao.
What's worse in her is not her appearance, but her temperament. Apart from the cold temperament, there is nothing else in her body, but Tianhu's body has a noble temperament from the inside out.
"With her face?"
"Boss, what do you mean by this?"
After listening to Mo Wentian's words, Huantian's eyes raised a touch of doubt, almost blurting out subconsciously.
"On this ring is Han Yuan a woman!"
"This Han Yuan looks pretty pretty, and those disciples are unavoidable when they look at the beauty!"
Mo Wentian looked at Huantian, with a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, and an arc was raised.
"Boss, I understand!"
"It turns out that women still have this benefit!"
Hearing this, Huantian's eyes raised a touch of enlightenment.
Immediately, Huantian's eyes looked towards the ring.
An hour's time passed quickly.
On the ring, there was only one figure left, standing proudly, this figure was not someone else, it was Han Yuan.
"Do you still dare to fight with me?"
"If you want to fight, you can stand up!"
Han Yuan looked at the figures lying on the ground, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and her face was cold.
"Sister Han Yuan, you... you are the final winner!"
"Sister Han Yuan, we are not your opponent!"
"Senior Sister Han Yuan, we lost, we are not your opponent!"
"Senior Sister Han Yuan is the winner on the number one, this round of the ring battle, Sister Han Yuan won!"
"Senior Sister Han Yuan won the first round of assessments, and she must also win the second round of assessments to win the qualifications!"
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As soon as Han Yuan said this, those figures flashed in their eyes, and said quickly.
The breath on their bodies is declining rapidly.
In fact, Mo Wentian was right. According to their own strength, they wouldn't lose so quickly in a battle with Han Yuan, but their eyes were stunned by Han Yuan's face from time to time.
In the first round of the arena, team one Han Yuan won the final victory.