Divine Seal: I, Han Yu, will never be a servant!

Chapter 50: Hold on, crush?
The long sword emitting flames thrust forward fiercely. Seeing this, Yang Wenzhao crossed his swords and blocked in front of him.

"Ding!"

The blazing flames fell directly on Yang Wenzhao's face, with a crisp sound, the long sword collided with the heavy sword, sparks burst out, and immediately after, Han Yu's figure appeared behind Yang Wenzhao.

Yang Wenzhao may not have seen Han Yu's figure clearly, but everyone in the rest area could see it clearly.

It was too outrageous. Han Yu's figure was like a ghost. After a single attack to no avail, he directly bypassed Yang Wenzhao and came behind him.

Of course, what is even more confusing to professionals is what lies behind.

At this moment, they could clearly see that Han Yu's flaming sword had been placed behind him, and the tip of the sword was pointing in the direction of Yang Wenzhao behind him.

Just when the professionals thought that Han Yu would retreat and attack Yang Wenzhao, and Han Yu had indeed retreated, he actually jumped back. Yes, it was a very simple jump back and stopped the attack.

The professionals were greatly puzzled by this, as were the referees and everyone on the podium.

But at this moment, Han Yu's next attack made them understand Han Yu's intention.

The flaming sword was placed horizontally in front of him, and Han Yu directly took up his horse stance. At the same time, the cold sword energy also poured out from the flaming sword crazily. The next second, a white light flashed, and Han Yu The long sword in his right hand slashed out directly.

It can be seen that the flaming sword drew a circle, a very round flaming sword circle.

At this moment, Yang Wenzhao's hair stood on end, and drops of cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Almost relying on instinct, Yang Wenzhao's figure turned around very stiffly. The two swords overlapped and stood on his lower abdomen. There was another crisp "ding" sound, and then there was a burning heat on his cheeks.

"As expected of you, Yang Wenzhao, you are really strong!" After Han Yu's attack missed again, he slowly backed away while praising.

When Yang Wenzhao heard this, he thought to himself, is he worthy of me?Still strong?Be strong with a hammer! Be strong!You're so fast, I almost didn't react, okay?

However, although Yang Wenzhao was complaining in his heart, there was still a solemn look on his face. He finally spoke, and then said in a deep voice: "You are also a very good opponent."

"Then shall we continue?" Han Yu asked with a smile.

"Of course." Yang Wenzhao put on a posture again and said calmly.

Han Yu nodded and said: "Then I won't waste time anymore. Let's decide quickly."

After saying this, Han Yu put away the long sword in his hand, and then, an ordinary-looking iron sword appeared in his hand.

When Yang Wenzhao saw this, he immediately frowned.The scene in front of me, why do I feel like I have seen it somewhere before?The powerful flame sword was replaced by an ordinary iron sword. Could it be that Han Yu was preparing to show mercy?Coupled with what he just said, could this guy be about to unleash his secret skill?
Thinking of this, Yang Wenzhao rushed towards Han Yu without hesitation. It was not possible yet. He could not let Han Yu release his secret skills yet. Their battle had just begun, and he, Yang Wenzhao, was not enjoying himself yet!
On the rostrum, Sanshui shook his head slightly and sighed: "Old Han, Old Han, you guys in the Knights Temple are really like a family. It's obviously the finals, because we belong to the same temple, but we still have to show mercy. It's really It leaves me speechless.”

Han Qian laughed loudly and said: "Xiaoyu originally had an absolute advantage in strength because he entered the competition late. If he attacks without mercy, wouldn't all the contestants below the sixth level be injured because of him? So? , I have given Xiaoyu a death order, if he causes serious injury to anyone during the Demon Hunting Group selection competition, then I will prevent him from leaving home for three years."

"As expected of Lao Han, he is really cruel to himself, and even more cruel to his grandson. If I have such a grandson, I will definitely hold him in the palm of my hand, just like Sanshui did to his granddaughter." Ying Suifeng said.

"Haha, don't say such words. You, an old bachelor, are out of business." Han Qian sneered.

When Ying Suifeng heard this, he stared wide-eyed and said, "If it weren't for you fighting for love, my grandson would have run away all over the place."

Han Qian smiled and said: "To seize love with a sword? It was obvious that you didn't make any move, so I took action. Suifeng, do you think that when you are looking for a wife, you have to wait for the other party to come to your door?"

"Old Han, I'll kill you!" Han Yu, who was competing, and the professionals in the rest area who were watching intently did not notice the chaos on the podium.

At this time, Yang Wenzhao was already rushing towards Han Yu with his double swords emitting golden light.But Han Yu on the opposite side was indifferent to this.

Judging from his calm and calm look, it seemed like he was watching his prey fall into a trap.

In the blink of an eye, when Yang Wenzhao was still two feet away from Han Yu, Han Yu finally made a move.

He slowly raised his left hand and grabbed Yang Wenzhao in the air. Then, a shocking scene appeared.

Suddenly, Han Yu's left hand emitted a white light. The white light was dazzling and exuded a trembling aura. The professionals' eyes quickly moved to the top of Yang Wenzhao's head following the white light. Then the white light flashed, and 24-handled weapons appeared. Different long swords suddenly appeared around Yang Wenzhao's body.

"Ultra-ghost swordsmanship-storm style!"

Han Yu's voice was not loud, but at this moment, it spread to every corner of the trial ground.

As soon as he finished speaking, the twelve long swords suddenly fell on the ground. If you look closely, it is not difficult to see that the twelve long swords that fell on the ground actually formed a sword array.As for the remaining twelve long swords, they are floating in the air.

Within the 24 long swords, Yang Wenzhao immediately realized the danger. Without a moment's hesitation, Yang Wenzhao turned around and headed out of the sword array.

But at this moment, Han Yu moved.

The figure turned into a stream of light. Han Yu hung in the air, holding one of the 24 long swords, and then slashed towards Yang Wenzhao in the sword array.

"bass!"

With a sword slashing out diagonally, Han Yu fell to the ground, and there happened to be a long sword in front of him.

It can be seen that as Han Yu slashes out with his sword, the white long sword in his hand turns into a stream of light and disappears. At the same time, Yang Wenzhao's body moves towards the center of the sword formation uncontrollably.

There was also a shallow sword mark on the white armor.

At this moment, Yang Wenzhao's doubts just now were completely solved.It turns out that the scene where Han Yu changed weapons was not used when he entered the top ten?
But at that time, Han Yu put away his weapon directly, but now, as if he was afraid of embarrassing himself, he actually changed it to an iron sword.

"bass!"

At this moment, Han Yu slashed out with his sword again.

After Yang Wenzhao was attacked, he felt his body getting stiffer and stiffer.

then
Han Yu changed his position and struck out.Moreover, the speed of the slashes became faster and faster. In the end, Han Yu's figure almost turned into a stream of light.

24 swords, 24 attacks. As the final sword, Han Yu did not slash out as before. Instead, the long sword fell to the ground and fiercely struck Yang Wenzhao in the middle.

This sword was so powerful that even Yang Wenzhao, the disciplinary knight, was thrown out of the arena with one blow.

Looking at the game in stunned silence, the referee slowly stepped forward and said softly.

"Han, Han Yu, win?"

(End of this chapter)