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Han Li stepped onto the ring number 10, and soon, another disciple also stepped onto the ring.

He was tall, powerful, and powerful, and the clothes on his body were stretched tight.

His cultivation level is similar to that of Han Li, and he is also in the late stage of Tongmai Realm.

Strong Qi and blood.

"Om-!"

The two of them stepped onto the ring, and the next second, the barrier on the ring was activated and covered with a layer of light.

"Tiandu Peak, Chen Bai, please enlighten me!" The burly disciple spoke again.

"Tiandu Peak..." Han Li looked at the burly disciple in front of him, his eyes flashing slightly.

The first time I played, I met the disciples of Tiandu Peak.

And at this moment, this burly disciple took action instantly, roaring with powerful energy, punching out, blooming with a layer of black light, and instantly struck through the air.

"Snapped--!"

Seeing that the punch was about to hit his face, Han Li raised his hand and directly grasped the glowing fist.

A wave of air rushed out, and the terrifying force was directly caught by Han Li with one hand, his body motionless.

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, the burly disciple was shocked.

However, the next second, there was a click, and he instantly felt as if his fist had been crushed, and severe pain hit him instantly.

"what!"

A painful sound sounded, and layers of sweat instantly appeared on the forehead of the burly disciple.

"Zizzi——!"

A silver arc flashed, and the next second, Han Li's fist hit the burly disciple's chest directly.

When a crisis strikes, he instantly activates his energy to resist.

"puff--!"

A punch fell on the chest, and the terrifying power invaded the internal organs. The body's zhenqi defense instantly collapsed. The body flew out, hit the barrier, fell to the ground, and passed out completely.

The battle is over.

Kill instantly with one punch!

Looking at the burly disciple who passed out, Han Li looked calm.

When the barrier disappeared, professionals immediately came forward to carry away the unconscious disciple for treatment.

Han Li also stepped off the stage and returned to his seat.

"Pretty!"

Watching this scene, Chen Qi and others in the seats far away had bright smiles on their faces.

Kill instantly with one move!

Simple and neat!

"Junior Brother Han, that's awesome, it's all over with one move."

Chen Dongfeng looked at Han Li with a surprised look in his eyes.

It is really not easy to be able to crush someone with a cultivation level in the late stage of Tongmai Realm with one move.

"It's just the preliminary round." Han Li replied with four words.

"It's different when you have strength. You are very confident." Yang Qi interjected from the side.

Han Li glanced at her, but said nothing. He turned his eyes to the ring and continued to watch the battle.

……

time flies.

As the competition progresses, more and more disciples are eliminated.

There are more than 3,000 disciples, and more than half of them have been completely eliminated.

Han Li also played several times again, and without exception, won without any suspense.

Chen Dongfeng and others also went out to fight.

A smooth win.

In the preliminary round, there is no chance of resurrection.

Fail once and fail completely.

The further back, the more intense the battle becomes.

Although the longest game time is a quarter of an hour, most battles end within a short period of time.

……

At the moment of the hour, a rich bell rang, and the bell rang.

It also accompanied the end of the first day of the conference.

There are less than a thousand disciples left, almost more than 900.

Of course, this is excluding the hundreds of elite disciples who are on the Mountain and River Ranking.

The bell rang and everyone left one after another.

Han Li and several senior brothers and sisters also returned to Yuhua Peak.

The Mountain and River Conference lasted for three days.

The preliminary round and the official round last for two days, and the last day is the competition for the top 100 to redefine the ranking of the mountain and river rankings.

Yuhua Hall, in the center of the back hall courtyard, Han Li and others gathered around a table of delicacies, eating and chatting.

"Junior brother, you performed well in the preliminary round. Keep working hard. Come on, the battle will become more and more intense." Chen Qi looked at Han Li, picked up the wine glass and said.

Han Li held the cup and nodded: "Sister, don't worry, I will work hard."

"With my junior brother's strength, it will definitely be no problem for him to enter the top 100."

Huangfu smiled sweetly.

"The official match is the real beginning, so we can't be careless." Duan Ye said.

"Come, have a drink for my junior brother's victory today!"

Baili Changqing held the cup, several people clinked their glasses, and drank the wine in one gulp.

After the night banquet, Han Li bid farewell to his brothers and sisters and returned to his room.

Several senior brothers and sisters also continued to live in Yuhua Peak.

After the Shanhe Conference, leave!

……

The next day, dawn broke.

The light from the east pierces the darkness and illuminates the universe.

The resonant bell rang, spreading throughout the Qingyuan Sect.

At Yuhua Peak, Han Li and a group of senior brothers arrived at the venue of the Mountain and River Conference after breakfast.

The second day, the preliminary round and the official round!

The popularity was higher than on the first day. Except for some special personnel responsible for staying in the sect who did not come, everyone else was basically present.

Han Li and several senior brothers and sisters entered the venue to say goodbye, then came to their seats and sat down.

More than nine hundred disciples.

After the first day of preliminary selection, the strength of the remaining players cannot be underestimated.

Some disciples who were in the middle, early, or even late stages of Tongmai Realm were eliminated.

More than 90% of them are at the pinnacle of Tongmai Realm.

There are only a handful of people in the late stage of Tongmai Realm.

Han Li, Bai Wushuang, and Yang Qi are rare. Of course, there are also some capable later disciples.

But generally speaking, most of them are disciples at the peak of Tongmai Realm.

At five o'clock in the morning, the elder in charge of the conference on the central high platform came on stage again.

Han Li automatically ignored this nonsense.

With the ringing of bells.

In the Void Spiritual Mirror, number plates appeared one by one.

Game one, let’s begin!
The names of Bai Wushuang and Yang Qi are among them.

Han Li is no exception.

However, the three of them are in separate arenas and have not yet faced off together.

Stepping onto the ring number 31, another disciple soon followed.

The cultivation level at the pinnacle of Tongmai Realm.

The barrier is activated and covers the arena.

"Han Li of Yuhua Peak, it's pretty good that you can survive until today."

In front of me, this disciple who looked a little bit like a scholar spoke.

Han Li's expression was calm, without any fluctuation.

"Yesterday you beat my Tiandu Peak disciple and he still hasn't woken up yet. If you admit defeat, I can let you leave safely." The scholar disciple spoke again.

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Han Li said.

"Looks like he wants to give it a try!" A cold light flashed in the scholar disciple's eyes, and in the next breath, white light flashed, and a first-grade spiritual weapon long sword appeared in his hand.

"Fire sets a prairie fire!"

The scholar disciple slashed out with his sword, and the red sword energy struck Han Li instantly.

"boom!"

Han Li's figure flashed and disappeared quickly. The next second, he came behind the scholar disciple.

"Ok?"

"So fast!" The scholar disciple was shocked, feeling the breath behind him, and a terrifying force came over him.

"clang--!"

At the critical moment, the scholar disciple blocked with his sword. The spiritual sword in his hand screamed and vibrated. His wrist was numb and almost fell off, and his body retreated.

Han Li took one step forward without giving him any chance to breathe. With a punch, lightning flashed and a punch mark was visible to the naked eye.

"Puff——!" Before the scholar disciple could recover, the lightning fist mark directly hit him.

Even if a low-grade spiritual weapon briefly blocked it, his body was blown away by the punch and hit the barrier, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"boom--!"

Just as he stood up, a lightning fist seal was concentrated and blasted out again. He didn't have time to think about it and instantly used a low-grade spiritual sword to resist it.

"Click——"

There was a shattering sound, and the next second, the low-grade spiritual sword exploded and turned into pieces.

The scholar disciple spat out a mouthful of blood and smashed it against the barrier. This time, he was completely knocked unconscious.

"Let me go, this guy is so fierce, he can break even spiritual weapons?!"

In the audience, Chen Dongfeng watched Han Li's battle in the ring, his eyelids twitching wildly.

A few punches can shatter spiritual weapons. This strength can be called a humanoid monster.

Is this the power that Tongmai Realm can explode? !
Spiritual weapons have extremely strong endurance. Even if they are not specialized body-protecting spiritual weapons, they are not easily broken.

Han Li directly shattered the spiritual weapon and beat his disciples unconscious. This scene also made many disciples look at him with suspicion.

"Junior brother is so fierce!"

In the audience, Chen Qi and others also felt a little surprised.

A few punches to break the spiritual weapon, this power is definitely more than a simple transcendence, it is probably comparable to the innate power.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to break the spiritual weapon so easily.

No matter how bad the spiritual weapon is, it is still a spiritual weapon!

"It seems that my junior brother is also hiding his secrets." Huangfu murmured sweetly, with a strange color flashing in his eyes.

"Compared to the last mission, he has indeed improved a lot. He is really evil."

Chen Qi blinked, but he was more happy.

……

After the battle, Han Li stepped out of the ring.

This was the second time he met the disciples of Tiandu Peak. Without exception, Han Li fulfilled his promise, meeting one and crippling the other. Since he was on the wrong side of Yuhuafeng, he would definitely be rude.

If it weren't for the restrictions imposed by the sect's rules, it wouldn't be a fatal blow.

Returning to his seat, Han Li suddenly felt a sharp gaze.

He looked at the seats in the distance, which were the seats of the peak masters.

A middle-aged man in white robe looked at him with a sharp look in his eyes.

Han Li frowned. This middle-aged man in white robe might be the peak master of Tiandu Peak.

"Brother Han, you are so powerful, even spiritual weapons can be broken."

At this time, Chen Dongfeng's voice sounded from the side, and Han Li also withdrew his gaze.

Chen Dongfeng looked at him with bright eyes.

"His spiritual weapon is too poor, of poor quality." Han Li said.

Chen Dongfeng: "ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ"

The quality is not good, you are really talking nonsense.

No matter how poor the quality of the spiritual weapon is, it can easily withstand the power of a Tongmai realm warrior.

"Brother Han, don't you have some special physique?"

Chen Dongfeng blinked.

"Do you look like me?"

"Like!" Chen Dongfeng nodded.

Han Li: "..."

-

The battle continues.

The number of people being eliminated is also increasing.

There were more than 900 disciples, and only about 200 were left.

There are only one hundred disciples left to compete in the official competition, and they are only one step away.

After another round of competition ended, Han Li looked at the Void Spiritual Mirror.

In the spiritual mirror, number plates appeared one by one.

The number plate in his hand vibrated. Looking at the numbers on the number plate, Han Li stood up, but suddenly, his expression froze and he looked at Bai Wushuang aside.

Bai Wushuang looked at the Void Spirit Mirror, then looked at the numbers on the number plate in his hand, and his eyes fell on Han Li.

Arena No. 8!

This battle is between the two of them.

"I know you are strong, but I will not give up easily." Bai Wushuang spoke softly, and after speaking, he strode towards the No. 8 arena.

Han Li didn't say anything and followed him towards Arena No. 8.

On the side, Chen Dongfeng and Yang Qi looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, these two people would face off in the upcoming official match.

"I'm afraid Bai Wushuang can't stop Han Li..." Looking at the two figures, Chen Dongfeng said.

"His strength is indeed great!" Yang Qi nodded.

Witnessing Han Li shattering spiritual weapons with his own body, his strength is stronger than the disciples at the peak of Tongmai Realm, and I am afraid that he is not far behind the disciples at the top of the Mountain and River Ranking.

"It's unavoidable. The two of them have the same cultivation level. It's natural for them to meet at this time." Chen Dongfeng said.

After all, the arrangement of spiritual mirrors is arranged automatically and is not controlled by humans.

"Let's wait and see. Bai Wushuang is not weak either. There should be a wonderful showdown between the two." Yang Qi said.

……

On Arena No. 8, as the two stepped onto it, the barrier was instantly activated.

"Om-!"

Bai Wushuang raised his hand, and a spiritual weapon sword appeared, filled with spiritual power. It was a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

Holding the spiritual sword in hand, Bai Wushuang's aura also changed instantly, like a swordsman, showing his sharp edge.

The true energy permeated the whole body and reached its peak.

"Buzz!"

Han Li was also speechless. He spread his hands, and with a flash of silver light, the dragon pattern gun appeared in his hand.

Seeing Han Li reveal his dragon-patterned spear, a strange color flashed across Bai Wu's eyes, but without any words, he turned the blade and struck out with one strike.

At the same time, Han Li also activated the dragon pattern spear. With a flash of silver light, the spear shot out like a dragon, killing instantly.

"clang--!"

Knives and guns collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

Han Li remained motionless while Bai Wushuang was pushed back to the edge of the ring.

"Ice Slash!"

He held the spiritual sword in his hand and activated it with all his strength. The spiritual sword in his hand glowed with blue light, and a cold air filled the air. The blue sword energy visible to the naked eye shot out, and the air seemed to be frozen.

"White Dragon!"

The gun body rotated, and Han Li also performed a life-threatening spear technique at the same time. The spear roared like a white dragon soaring into the sky.

"boom--!!"

A powerful wave of air swept around, the air vibrated, and the entire arena trembled.

The cold air gun shadow is raging.

It was hazy.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

In the haze, there was only a pleasant sound of gold and iron clashing, and a sharp breath roared and surged.

One gun and one knife exploded with extremely powerful power in an instant.

"Junior brother, why don't you use a fire-tipped spear? Use fire to defeat the cold and crush him directly."

On the seat, Chen Qi spoke.

Huangfu Yanran looked at the battle on the ring and said softly: "Perhaps this person has a relationship with my junior brother, and he doesn't want to use strong weapons to suppress others. Otherwise, he can easily defeat him with bare hands."

"Junior brother has a good character. Master did not misjudge the person. He is a good young man. Unfortunately, Master left too early. Otherwise, with vigorous training, he could become stronger." The second senior brother said.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

While several people were talking, the situation on the arena changed rapidly. A dragon roar sounded, and in the next breath, a figure flew out and hit the barrier.

"puff!"

The figure landed on the ground, knelt on one knee, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the light in his eyes dimmed by three points.

The haze dissipated, and Han Li's figure appeared, standing with a gun. Looking at Bai Wushuang who was kneeling on one knee, he did not take advantage of others' danger.

"Cough cough..."

Covering his chest with one hand, Bai Wushuang coughed, then stood up and looked at Han Li, "I lost!"

"Accept!" Han Li nodded lightly and then put away his gun.

The barrier dissipated and Bai Wushuang stumbled off the stage.

Han Li returned to his seat and sat down.

Bai Wushuang also sat down.

"You don't seem to be very good at marksmanship." At this time, Chen Dongfeng spoke at the side.

"It's not bad, I've made some small progress." Han Li said calmly.

And listening to these words, a hint of darkness flashed in Bai Wu's eyes.

"Senior Brother Bai, don't be discouraged. It's not shameful to lose to Senior Brother Han. Don't forget, he can crush spiritual weapons with his fists." Yang Qi said with a smile.

"When I make a breakthrough in the future, can I ask for advice again?" Bai Wushuang looked at Han Li and suddenly said.

Han Li looked at him and nodded gently, "If I'm here, I can accompany you."

"Thank you." Bai Wushuang said two words, then stood up and left.

"It seems that you hurt him badly." Looking at Bai Wushuang's retreating back, Chen Dongfeng sighed.

Han Li: "..."

With that said, why does it feel like something is not quite right?

-

time flies.

Soon, the list of one hundred disciples for the official competition was released.

Next, is the official match.

One hundred elite disciples from the Mountain and River Ranking will also appear!
Determine the new top 100 list of mountains and rivers.

The atmosphere of the conference also reached a new climax.

On the central high platform, the presiding elder of the conference appeared.

"The list of one hundred official disciples has been released. Please congratulate them with applause!"

The elder's voice spread throughout the Shanhe Conference venue through his true energy, and as soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out.

"Next, I announce that the official competition will begin immediately. Please disciples to receive the new number plate first."

The elder's voice sounded, and Han Li and other inner disciples also stood up and lined up to change their number plates.

Within a quarter of an hour, all the disciples completed changing their number plates.

This time the change of number plates also included a hundred elite disciples from the Shanhe Ranking.

Han Li's number plate is No. 88.

Number plate replacement completed.

Han Li and the other inner disciples returned to their seats. The Void Spiritual Mirror changed, and each number plate, including their names, also appeared.

In the first round, his name was on the list.

The opponent is Yang Qi.

Seeing the name appear on the spiritual mirror, Yang Qi looked at Han Li and blinked with a pair of big watery eyes.

"I'm so unlucky to meet you for the first time..." Yang Qi looked bitter.

Chen Dongfeng laughed on the side: "This means we are destined, haha, Junior Sister Yang, I'm afraid you will stop this time."

"Hmph, I won't give up easily."

Yang Qi raised her head, and then she stepped out with rapid strides. Han Li followed suit without saying a word.

Soon, the two arrived at Arena No. 16.

At the same time, he stepped onto the ring, and the ring's barrier was instantly activated.

When their eyes met, light flashed in Yang Qi's slender hand, and a fiery red whip appeared in her hand.

It is a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"Although I know you are powerful, my aunt is not a vegetarian. Use all your strength. Don't hold back. Don't look down on me."

Yang Qi held the spiritual whip in her hand and looked at Han Li firmly.

"...Okay, you can take action." Han Li nodded lightly.

Yang Qi didn't say any nonsense. He blasted the air with a whip and whipped it out quickly.

The soft spiritual whip suddenly became as hard as a spear.

Han Li looked at the long whip that was coming, and a dragon roar came out of his body.

Deep in the flesh and blood, three dragon-elephant embryos vibrated.

The next second, a terrifying dragon-elephant shadow appeared behind him.

At the same time, a layer of golden light shone all over his body.

"boom--!"

The moment the long whip fell towards the golden light, the shadow of the dragon elephant behind him roared, and the next second, a terrifying wave of air arose.

"Bam—!!"

Yang Qi's pupils shrank, and he felt an irresistible force coming. The spiritual whip in his hand shook off, and suddenly hit the barrier of the ring. His delicate body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With one blow, he was directly shaken by the domineering golden body.

(End of this chapter)