Chapter 3520: Three Thousand Swords

"what……"
Suddenly, a scream came out from the fire.
"Is it Han Yu?"
"If it were Han Yu, it would be very happy!"
Just when everyone was in doubt, the flame was quickly extinguished, and a figure flew down from the ring and hit the ground heavily.
This person is no one else but Shao Wenshan.
"Shao Wenshan? He lost so soon?"
"The super genius Shao Wenshan, who is ranked 100th in the Empire's Top 100 list, is not even Han Yu's opponent. Can no one stop Han Yu's pace?"
"Who can come on stage to fight Han Yu, I really don't want to see him arrogantly continue."
Many students at Imperial College were disappointed.
On the ring, Han Yu stood with his hands behind him, as if nothing had happened.
Shao Wenshan under the ring became very ugly.
The reason why he avoided the battle was that he had already felt Han Yu's strength.
Now being forced to fight Han Yu and being defeated by Han Yu, he feels very embarrassed.
In any case, he was also a super genius on the Empire's Hundreds of Talents. In the battle against the realm, he was not an opponent of people from the imperial academy, which dealt a huge blow to his confidence.
"Han Yu, wait for me."
Shao Wenshan glanced at Han Yu fiercely, then glanced at Situ Miao, leaving with an extremely gloomy face.
Han Yu sent out the battle book again, challenging the 99th place in the Empire's Top 100.
It didn't take long for the war script to be issued, the man was killed, threatening to defeat Han Yu and blocking the gate of the Imperial Academy, but the man was defeated within a moment of fighting.
For this, many students at the Imperial College are both disappointed and reasonable.
Han Yu's strength makes many people feel both angry and admired.
The pace of Han Yu's challenge has not stopped and continues.
Han Yu then challenged the ninety-seventh of the Empire's Top 100.
Han Yu didn't challenge the 98th in the Empire's Top 100 list because according to their investigation, that person was indeed in retreat.
Although Han Yu desperately wanted to defeat a hundred people and enter the Imperial Academy, he would not point the finger at anyone at will.
One month passed in a blink of an eye. Although Han Yu challenged ten people one after another, the ten people came one after another.
Han Yu also defeated all of the ten challenges this time. In addition to the previous 27 games, there are now 37 consecutive victories, but the distance is 100 games, which is not too far away.
Han Yu didn't want to delay time, and continued to send out the battle book to challenge the 85th place on the Empire's Top 100 list.
After fighting for ten games in a month, Han Yu seemed to be like a okay person. With such endurance, countless people were amazed.
There was no response after the war text was sent out for several days, and Situ Miao unceremoniously yelled at him, irritating the opponent.
Undoubtedly, the disciples of Imperial College hated Han Yu even more.
Under the bombardment of Situ Miao's mouth, the man finally showed up to fight Han Yu, but was defeated by Han Yu, making countless students from the Imperial Academy thumped their chests and became angry, but was helpless to Han Yu.
This battle has just ended, and Han Yu is thinking of continuing to send out the battle.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the crowd.
"Han Yu, I'll fight you."
A man in white slowly walked out of the crowd and boarded the ring.
"Zhao Qizheng! The genius Zhao Qizheng, who is the fiftyth in the Empire's 100 Talent List."
"Finally, some people can't understand Han Yu's behavior and start!"
"Hahaha, Zhao Qi is doing it, and Han Yu will definitely lose this time."
"I want to see how he looks when he fails to end the game?"
Countless people in Imperial College seemed to have been beaten up with excitement. Those who didn't know thought Han Yu had already lost.
"Zhao Qizheng, a sword fairy, may be among the top 30 super geniuses of the Empire's 100 Best Leaders. His fame and skill killed three thousand swords, and no one can break it so far."
"A life-death sword can kill three thousand lives. He can definitely defeat Han Yu."
Not only the students at the Imperial College were excited, but even spectators from all directions were looking forward to it.
Han Yu's victory over and over again made them boring. I want to see the scene where Han Yu is defeated.
"Zhao Qizheng, I didn't expect him to be this early bird." Shi Zhongyu frowned.
"Old Shi, you have played against him before, do you think this person can cause trouble to the boss?" Situ Miao asked.
"This person is very strong." Shi Zhongyu simply spit out four characters.
Situ Miao took a breath, and even Shi Zhongyu, who was ranked 24th on the Empire's Top 100 list, said that this person is very strong and he is definitely a tricky person.
Situ Miao couldn't help but become a little worried.
"Worry about the fart, if Han Yu can't even Zhao Qizheng, still want to win a hundred games in a row?" Xiao Jiao glanced at Situ Miao and said angrily.
Situ Miao opened his mouth and didn't dare to refute.
This guy doesn't look cute and cute now, but he is a very ruthless character when he is angry.
When the Imperial Academy was only opened, many people brazenly wanted to accept the horns as pets, but they were beaten by the horns so that their mother didn't recognize them.
Now in the Imperial Academy, that person is even walking sideways, even the super geniuses in the forefront of the Imperial Academy give it face, Situ Miao naturally did not dare to speak with it.
Huh huh!
While speaking, a gust of wind howled.
Above the ring, Zhao Qi was standing upright with his hands behind his back, but the whole person was sharp and sharp. Especially a pair of eyes, the rays of light that rushed out were substantive, as terrifying as sword aura.
I saw a sword qi burst out of his body, and a dense sword qi soon formed.
These dense sword qi formed a giant sword in front of Zhao Qizheng. There are three thousand sword qi densely packed, one is not many, one is not many.
"Three thousand swords!"
"Unexpectedly, he actually shot three thousand swords!"
"As soon as the deadly sword is out, it will kill you. If Han Yu can't resist this time, he might die."
"Zhao Qizheng was really angry. It's better to kill Han Yu."
Countless people exclaimed, full of expectations.
Suddenly, a sword appeared in Han Yu's hand, a dark purple sword, which was the Swallowing Heaven Sword.
Han Yu held it in his hand, the immortal yuan boiled, bursting out of endless light from the sky swallowing sword.
This is the first time that Han Yu has taken out the magic weapon since the battle, and it can be seen that even he has attached great importance to Zhao Qizheng's killing three thousand swords.
"kill!"
Suddenly, the word "kill" was spit out from Zhao Qizheng's mouth.
The voice was deafening and murderous.
As the word "kill" was spit out, the life-threatening three thousand swords cut through the void and rammed towards Han Yu.
The terrifying attack formed by three thousand sword auras seemed like countless kendo masters who used kendo battles to kill Han Yu.
Its power is not simply a superposition of three thousand sword auras. Han Yu held the Heaven-Swallowing Sword with one hand, and stabbed it out.