God-level Supreme Daddy

Chapter 118

Rumble!
Murong Linghan fell heavily under the ring.

Wow, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes darkened and he passed out, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, and looked at the ring without blinking, and stood with their fists closed, like a young man with a shocking gun.

"My God, Chen Hao actually defeated Murong Linghan within a few breaths of time with pure physical power, I'm not mistaken!"

"It's incredible, it's incredible, he only has the ninth level of the Mortal Transformation Realm, and his opponent is a strong man in the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm!!!"

"Monster, Chen Hao is a peerless monster!!!"

All the big figures on the high platform were also shocked when they saw Chen Hao.

Murong Lituo touched the big bald head of the earthen pot, and stared at the young man with a terrifying light reflected from the big copper bell eyes, wishing to swallow him alive.

At this moment, Murong Lingfeng had just defeated his opponent. He gritted his teeth as he looked at the clansmen who were lying down in the arena.

Soon, the competitions in the four arenas were all over.

Four winners were selected, namely Chen Hao, Murong Lingfeng, Zhang Tianhe, and Ma Xuanzhang.

Then, continue to fight.

Chen Hao played against Zhanma Xuanzhang; Murong Lingfeng played against Zhang Tianhe.

After the cup of tea time, the four-in-two competition ended, and Chen Hao and Murong Lingfeng won without any suspense.

The final finals have finally begun.

The heroic young Lang Chen Hao and the heroic Murong Lingfeng with a hooked nose are standing face to face on the same arena. They will compete for No.1 and the chance to enter the Beilan Secret Realm.

The hooked-nosed boy's eyes were like lightning, staring at his opponent without the slightest contempt, but with complex expressions such as solemnity, hatred, and fear.

Murong Lingfeng knew that if Chen Hao did not die, it would be a huge disaster for both himself and the Murong family in the future.

A martial artist who can win ten consecutive victories in the Transformation Rankings and reach the top of the True Dragon Stage with the ninth stage of the Transformation Realm has far surpassed him in talent.

Today, Murong Lingfeng is sure to kill the opponent by virtue of his huge advantage in cultivation.

He must take advantage of this opportunity to nip this disaster in the bud, kill Chen Hao, and get rid of his confidant's serious troubles.

"Chen Hao, do you dare to fight me to the death?" the hook-nosed boy said coldly.

Before Chen Hao could say anything, the warriors on the scene began to discuss.

"Murong Lingfeng is killing Mr. Chen! He has the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he is the strongest martial artist in the Spiritual Martial Realm in Beilan City. Although Mr. Chen just defeated Murong Linghan, but compared with Murong Lingfeng Still a little weaker!"

"Murong Lingfeng is obviously bullying the small with the big one, it's a bit shameless!"

"It's not..."

Chen Hao heard the people around him talking, he had already understood Murong Lingfeng's vicious intentions, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Death?"

"Yes, it's a matter of life and death. If you are a real man, then fight!" Murong Lingfeng said fiercely, "If you are a poor wretch who is afraid of death, then just admit defeat and get out!"

Chen Hao looked at the other party with a face full of sarcasm, and said: "Master, my favorite thing to do is to eliminate harm for the people, and I will definitely remove your disaster! Today, we will not only decide the outcome, but also decide whether to live or die!"

"Okay, once a word is said, it's hard to follow!"

Murong Lingfeng was not angry at all, his eyes flashed, and the corner of his mouth showed a smile of success.

Then, he looked towards the direction of the high platform and said in a deep voice: "Please seniors such as Vice President Ma and Lord City Master on the high platform, and everyone present to be a witness for me and Chen Hao: Today I will fight him to the death, no matter who is on the platform Who lives and who dies, the forces behind the parties can no longer be held accountable!"

Hearing the sound, Chen Hao thought to himself: Despicable and shameless!

"I, Murong Lituo, will witness for them!" The bald man was the first to say with a grin, his face trembling.

Patriarch Murong has great confidence in his son.

It would be a great thing to get rid of Chen Hao's serious trouble today.

"I, Zhang Feng, will witness for them!"

"I witness..."

The bosses who wore the same pair of trousers as Murong Lituo on the high stage expressed their support one after another.

The others did not speak, and all looked at Master Zhuang who was dressed in sackcloth and wrinkled.

"Master Zhuang, this son of Chen Hao is extremely talented. If there is any accident, it will be bad. I think this life-and-death duel will be abolished?" Vice-Principal Ma stepped forward and said with a smile.

As the deputy principal of Beilan College, he naturally didn't want to see a genius like Chen Hao die young, even for Murong Lingfeng, he didn't want anything to happen to him.

Of course, the probability of Chen Hao's fall is as high as 90.00%, which is the estimation of Vice President Ma.

If the two of them grow up, they will make Beilan Academy famous in the Kingdom of Sky Fortune. They are the pride of the academy!
However, what Master Zhuang said was beyond everyone's expectations, his face was wrinkled and trembling, a sneer emerged from the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Since Murong Lingfeng wants to perish, let him perish! "

"Master, Junior Brother Chen..." Lin Miaoshuang said anxiously.

In her eyes, although the younger brother is strong, he is still not the opponent of Murong Lingfeng who has been famous for many years and whose cultivation is so much higher than the younger brother!

The old man in sackcloth waved his hand to interrupt the girl: "You don't need to say more!"

"Yes, junior sister, the decision made by the master must be reasonable, you don't want to 'the emperor is not in a hurry'." Li Wunan's dark eyes shot a cold light, and he said with a strange yin and yang air.

The man of prey wished that Chen Hao would die immediately.

Lin Miaoshuang glared at her senior brother and said nothing.

Since Zhuang Leng agreed, there was no one present to object.

Vice President Ma sighed helplessly, walked to the high stage, and announced loudly: "Today's finals, Chen Hao and Murong Lingfeng are destined to die, no matter who lives or dies, no further investigation is allowed after the group arena!"

After finishing speaking, the finals officially started.

"Give me death!"

Murong Lingfeng shouted loudly, the power of the true liquid surged in his body, his hands were condensed into the shape of eagle claws, and he grabbed his opponent fiercely.

Brilliant brilliance rushed out, and in an instant, they turned into green claws, grabbing at Chen Hao overwhelmingly.

Each giant claw is thick and solid, with a length of three feet. There are dark green scratches where it passes, and it is accompanied by piercing and sharp whistling, like a ghost crying, which is extremely eerie and frightening.

Seeing this, Lin Miaoshuang, Bai Xiaorou and the others showed worry and eagerness on their faces.

With their strength, even one of the giant claws may not be able to catch it, not to mention that there are at least thirty giant claws now.

However, Chen Hao's handsome face on the ring stage showed no fear, looking at the overwhelming giant claws, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up: "The mysterious high-grade martial art 'Xuanyin Claw' that has been cultivated to perfection is quite interesting!"

Looking at his appearance and listening to his tone, it is as if a martial arts senior is commenting on the martial arts performed by a junior.

Seeing this, Murong Lingfeng was furious, and then unleashed more than a dozen sharp claws to grab the young man.

Chen Hao was dazzled by yellow light all over his body, and the phantom of the Nine Martial Wheels flashed out, and his whole body seemed to fall into the ring like a big yellow sun, with five fingers splayed out and iron fists clenched tightly.

At this moment, there are nine giant claws approaching.

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