Just when Chongyang was about to refute Han Sanqian, Han Sanqian had already made a precarious move, squatted down slightly, and could attack at any time.

"Since that's the case, I won't be polite to you. A young man like you should suffer more losses." Chongyang said with a sneer. He did not take Han Sanqian seriously. He was like this from beginning to end, because Chongyang was already beyond ordinary people in his understanding of martial arts. He knew very well how important the years were in the accumulation of martial arts.

Han Sanqian is just a child after all. Even if he is talented and has not been trained for a long time, his strength will still have a certain upper limit, and this upper limit will definitely not exceed his strength.

The battle between the two is about to break out.

Everyone in the stands almost held their breath at this moment. For them, the very critical thing in this game is that in addition to being able to see Chongyang, a master who retired from the world, we can also see what level of Han Sanqian's peak strength is.

"come on!"

"Come on, idol."

"Catch him down, knock him down!"

The girls who came to Han Sanqian once again set off waves of voices. They regarded Han Sanqian as their idol, and naturally hoped that Han Sanqian could show off their skills in the ring.

Shi Jing also clenched her fists nervously at this time. Although Han Sanqian showed great confidence when she was at home, she knew that the opponent on the ring was found by Nangong Boling. With Nangong Boling's status, he would never find a cannon fodder to appear casually.

And Han Sanqian also said that this man named Chongyang is a very powerful expert, which makes Shi Jing nervous.

"Son, don't lose, otherwise all your previous efforts will be in vain." After saying this to himself, Shi Jing looked in the direction of Nangong Qianqiu.

Nangong Qianqiu had a faint ferocious look on her face. Shi Jing knew that her inner thoughts must be that she hoped that Han Sanqian would lose, because only when Han Sanqian lost could she be able to vent her dissatisfaction and continue to determine her choice.

Just as everyone was looking forward to seeing the result as soon as possible, a scene that made the whole audience silent happened.

I saw Han Sanqian's fist pressing against Chongyang's chest, and at this moment, the whole world seemed to be still.

Chongyang did not move at all, and Han Sanqian was also in place and did not launch a second attack.

But soon, Chongyang's pupils became bloody, as if it was caused by congestion.

Han Sanqian also withdrew his hands at this time, and then stood in front of Chongyang after he held his hands.

In the eyes of those martial arts people, Han Sanqian opened up his flaws in this way, which was the best time for Chongyang to fight back.

But strangely, Chongyang didn't move at all.

"What's going on? Why didn't Chongyang fight back?"

"This is a great opportunity for him to fight back, and Han Sanqian has no defense at all."

"Why are you stunned? What's the situation!"

Everyone in the stands, with a puzzled expression, could not understand what was going on.

This is a ring, this is a place of a big battle, why do both of them on the stage feel like they have acupuncture?

Outsiders can't understand what's going on.

But Chongyang knew very well that Han Sanqian's punch just now was almost about to shatter his heart, and bloody smell kept coming from his throat. If he hadn't forced himself to hold it, he would have already splattered three feet of blood.

"This is just one of my strength. Chongyang, I know you are very strong, but in front of me, you are not even an ant." Han Sanqian said lightly.

These words made Chongyang pale. He always regarded Han Sanqian as a person deliberately promoted the Wuji Summit, and believed that the games Han Sanqian had won before were all undercover operations of the Wuji Summit.

But at this moment, Chongyang understood how stupid he was. He used his narrow-mindedness to limit Han Sanqian's strength, believing that even if Han Sanqian had talent, he would not be able to gain strong skills at this age.

He stubbornly believed that the martial arts path takes time to accumulate strength, but how can ordinary people use their thinking on talented people?

Han Sanqian is obviously an exception. His genius is a category that ordinary people cannot understand, and his trajectory of becoming stronger cannot be the same as that of ordinary people.

"Master, what are you doing? Why don't you beat me?" At this time, Qi Hu came to the ring and asked Chongyang with confusion.

At this time, Chongyang was even cautious in breathing, because he had to forcefully suppress the blood coming out of the spout. Once there was a little emotional fluctuation, he might not be able to bear it.

Qi Hu's appearance made his mood fluctuate.

'puff'

A mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out.

Everyone in the stands was stunned.

When the blood mist dissipated, Chongyang discovered that at some point, Han Sanqian had retreated to the edge of the rope. Not only was his power amazing, but his speed was also amazing!

I saw a faint bitter smile on Chongyang's face, and then he fell backwards.

This is because he can no longer hold on, not only his body, but also his psychology. The strength shown by Han Sanqian is far beyond his ability. He knows that it is useless to persevere. In the moment when he relaxes in his heart, his body will no longer obey.

Bang!

When Chongyang fell on the ring, the people in the stands understood what was going on.

It turned out that Chongyang did not fight back.

It wasn't that he was stunned on the ring and was unmoved.

But he has lost!

Lost!

With one punch, he lost to Han Sanqian.

For those who know Chongyang's identity, the visual shock this scene gave is almost unparalleled.

"I lost, but I actually lost." This was someone's trembling voice.

"I didn't expect that even Chongyang would lose so easily."

"One punch, just one punch, Chongyang couldn't even withstand one punch."

"Is this little monster a god descending to earth? Otherwise, at his age, how could he have such strong strength!"

Seeing countless sighs coming up on stage, my tone seemed incredible and my emotions seemed unbelievable.

There were even many people who looked at Han Sanqian with no longer contempt, but fear and fear.

They couldn't imagine what would happen if they were standing on the ring!

Moreover, the most terrifying thing is that no one knows whether Han Sanqian has already taken out all his strength.

If he still retained something in this situation, what a terrifying existence it would be!
Chapter completed!