Chapter 812 This Is Just the Beginning

When Chen Yang said that Zhao Han's death was imminent, the whole audience laughed.

"You, a guy hiding behind a woman, actually want to defeat Zhao Han, are you dreaming?"

"Hehe, you killed the three eagles of the North that day and damaged Zhao Han's face. Zhao Han will definitely not let you go today."

"Arrogant guy, you are dead."

"You dared to set your sights on Shangguan Yun and Gu Mingyao, this is your retribution."

Under the ring, there were all kinds of things to say, but no one said anything good.

Zhao Han smiled triumphantly and shrugged at Chen Yang: "It seems that everyone thinks you will lose."

Chen Yang nodded and said seriously: "Yes, you also thought I would lose last time, and then I smashed your face. But I must tell you that you look much better after plastic surgery."

Plastic surgery is Zhao Han's scar.

He said angrily: "Chen Yang, I am no longer the same as before. Now I have advanced to the late stage of Bao Yuan, and I have practiced a powerful boxing technique. Humph, you are definitely not my opponent."

Chen Yang smiled and said the same thing: "Last time, you also thought I was not your opponent."

"You..."

Zhao Han was so angry that he trembled. Chen Yang's words made him unable to refute.

He snorted coldly: "You are just good at talking. I will let you see my fist later."

Seeing Chen Yang and Zhao Han standing still, Elder Xue on the side of the ring said: "Reiterate the rules. Falling off the ring and admitting defeat are considered defeat. In addition, you can kill people, but you cannot kill them after the other party loses their combat power. Do you remember that?"

Zhao Han licked his lips, showing a bloodthirsty expression, and said: "Don't worry, I won't give him the opportunity to fall off the ring and admit defeat."

"Roar, roar, roar..."

Led by the Zhao family, the whole audience cheered in unison to cheer for Zhao Han.

Especially those young men who admired Shangguan Yun and Gu Mingyao, they roared especially hard.

They may not get the beauty, but they don't want Chen Yang to get it either.

They put their hopes on Zhao Han, hoping that he can help them vent their anger. Not to mention killing Chen Yang, at least they should give him a good beating.

In their opinion, Zhao Han has no pressure to deal with Chen Yang who was hiding in the first round.

The roar of the whole audience was too loud, and the referee Elder Xue couldn't help but frowned, and shouted with his true energy: "Chen Yang vs. Zhao Han, start."

His true energy was powerful, and the volume was even louder, covering the whole audience.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at the ring intently.

The battle was about to start. How many moves can Chen Yang last?

But when everyone looked over, they saw Chen Yang's figure standing in the same place swaying, and then gradually fading and disappearing.

It turned out that he had moved the moment the referee called the start.

What remained in the same place was just a residual image.

Looking closely, in an instant, Chen Yang had appeared five meters behind Zhao Han and stood on the edge of the ring.

He turned his back to Zhao Han.

Swish.

A sword, sheathed.

The people in the audience only saw a cold light reflected from the blade in front of the hilt, and they couldn't even see what the sword looked like, nor did they know whether the sword had ever been unsheathed.

"Chen Yang, you coward, relying on your speed, want to escape directly from the ring? Humph, I won't give you a chance."

Zhao Han shouted coldly and looked back at Chen Yang at the edge of the ring.

"Ba Hu Quan!"

He shouted loudly and moved.

Hearing the three words "Ba Hu Quan", the people in the audience were all moved.

This is one of the Zhao family's long-standing unique skills, which is powerful. One punch can have the majesty of a king or a tiger.

At this moment, Zhao Han seemed to have turned into a tiger and rushed straight to Chen Yang's back.

"It's over."

Chen Yang said calmly without looking back.

His words were a bit unreasonable.

Then, he stepped off the ring, without looking back, and walked towards his position.

What is going on?

Did Chen Yang just admit defeat?

Everyone had a question mark in their mind.

At this moment, something strange happened.

Zhao Han, who was full of energy, suddenly lost his vitality and cut off his supply of true energy.

A burst of blood spurted out from his abdomen, and his body was divided into two parts from top to bottom.

His legs were still running forward, but his upper body fell to the ground.

Blood and internal organs were all over the ground.

Zhao Han's legs ran to the edge of the ring due to inertia, and then stopped, and fell to the ground horizontally with a plop.

The scene was eerie.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

The sound of the scene that was noisy just now stopped.

All that could be heard was Chen Yang walking towards his seat, step by step, making a slight sound of footsteps.

After a few seconds of stunned, the audience finally understood what had just happened.

When Chen Yang said "it's over", he meant the end of the battle.

Because just a moment ago, he drew his sword out of its sheath and killed Zhao Han.

Looking at the corpse on the ring, everyone couldn't believe it. Zhao Han, who was in the late Bao Yuan stage, was cut into two pieces.

Chen Yang's strength was so strong!

His speed just now was so fast that it was hard to see clearly, comparable to Xiantian.

It turned out that he was not a weakling hiding behind a woman.

He was very strong, so strong that he could kill Zhao Han, who was in the late Bao Yuan stage, in seconds.

So, what realm was he in.

Everyone looked at Chen Yang and suddenly felt that they couldn't see through him.

"Chen Yang, win!"

The referee announced the result.

This voice shocked everyone.

After a short silence, a figure jumped down from the high platform.

This person was Zhao Kunpeng, the head of the Zhao family.

He looked at Zhao Han, who was cut into two pieces, with a gloomy face, and was so angry that his eyes were about to burst.

This was his proud son, and he died just like that.

He picked up Zhao Han's body and placed it in the area where the Zhao family was located.

Suddenly, he turned his eyes and looked at Chen Yang.

The aura of the Xiantian realm was released, and the powerful pressure made people who were close to him feel like they were carrying a heavy burden on their shoulders, as if it was real.

Zhao Kunpeng said coldly: "Chen Yang, you dare to kill my son! My Zhao family will avenge this."

"Hahaha..."

A mocking laugh came from Chen Yang's mouth.

Facing the strong man of the Xiantian realm, the highest realm in the ancient martial arts world, the people around him were silent.

But Chen Yang was calm and composed.

His laughter angered the Zhao family even more. In the area of ​​the Zhao family, everyone shouted angrily, eager to try and kill Chen Yang.

Suddenly, Chen Yang stopped laughing. He pointed at the Zhao family and shouted, "Zhao family, I tell you, I will remember everything you have done. I, Chen Yang, will make you pay a heavy price. And this is just the beginning."

"What a crazy tone!"

Zhao Kunpeng glared, and in anger, he moved and attacked Chen Yang.

"Hmph!"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, not afraid at all. He held the black light broken sword hidden at his waist with his left hand and grabbed the hilt of the Blood Sun Sword with his right hand.

Since he dared to kill people, he expected this crisis.

But Chen Yang was not afraid!