September 1, 2024

 Chapter 2340 (September 1, 2024)

 

Wang Hao's appearance attracted a lot of attention.

The Mysterious Sword Sect is a very mysterious existence in the martial arts world. Although there are only a few disciples in the sect, they are all gifted.

In particular, the sword-controlling technique of the Mysterious Sword Sect is so powerful that even the Sword Sect is very jealous.

Therefore, every time Wang Hao goes on stage, he will become the focus of the audience.

On one hand, it is the identity of the Mysterious Sword Sect, and on the other hand, it is the curiosity about the sword-controlling technique.

It is just a pity that Wang Hao has made it to the top 16 without using the sword-controlling technique from beginning to end.

In other words, there has never been an opponent who can force Wang Hao to use the unique skills of the sect.

Of course, it is different now.

Because Wang Hao is facing Han Feiyang of the Celestial Alliance, the top master ranked fifth on the Tianjiao Genius List.

In the face of such a strong enemy, it is obviously impossible to hide privately.

The two stood on the stage and saluted each other.

"Celestial Alliance, Han Feiyang." Han Feiyang simply clasped his fists as an introduction.

"The chief disciple of the Mysterious Sword Sect, Wang Hao." Wang Hao spoke coldly.

"I heard that the Mysterious Sword Sect is proficient in the art of controlling swords and can take people's heads from a thousand meters away. Is it true or not?" Han Feiyang was quite curious.

The world is so big that there are all kinds of things. He has never seen many things.

"You will know whether it is true or not in a while." Wang Hao still had no expression on his face.

His tone was silent, as if he did not regard Han Feiyang as a threat at all.

"Oh?" Han Feiyang raised his eyebrows and smiled indifferently: "Okay, I am looking forward to your next performance."

A young man who has just started out actually did not take him seriously. Is he too confident? Or is he blindly ignorant?

"Wang Hao from the Mysterious Sword Sect vs. Han Feiyang from the Celestial Alliance, guess who will win?"

"Do you even need to ask? Of course it's Han Feiyang! Do you think the fifth place on the Tianjiao Genius list is fake? That's all earned through hard work!"

"I heard that Han Feiyang's cultivation has already touched the threshold of an ultimate grandmaster, plus the various unique skills of the Celestial Alliance, a mere Wang Hao should not be enough."

"That may not be the case! As far as I know, Wang Hao's cultivation is also not low, and he also has the legendary sword-controlling technique as a killer move, so he may be able to compete with Han Feiyang."

"That's right! In the ring competition, the situation changes rapidly, and no one can determine the outcome until the last moment. You said before that Tang Xin could win, but what happened? Even if he tried his best, he still lost to Zhang Yiqing."

"..."

Looking at the two players on the ring, the audience below the stage was arguing.

Some people thought Han Feiyang could win, while others thought Wang Hao was a dark horse.

It was a case of each party having their own reasons, and no one could convince the other.

"Both players are ready, and the first match of the 16-to-8 match officially begins!"

After confirming that the two were fine, Zhang Qizhen spoke loudly and announced the start of the match.

The noisy scene soon became quiet.

Everyone stared at the ring intently, afraid of missing the wonderful moments of the two masters.

"Please."

Han Feiyang stretched out one hand, looking like he just let the horse come.

"Humph!"

Wang Hao was not polite. With one step, the whole person turned into a residual image, rushed forward quickly, and then punched Han Feiyang.

The momentum was like thunder, vast and amazing.

Many people only know that he is good at swordsmanship, but they don't know that his boxing and kicking skills are also unique.

Some of the opponents he met before were not even qualified for him to draw his sword.

"Fighting?"

Han Feiyang hooked the corner of his mouth, without dodging or avoiding, and punched out.

"Bang!"

The fists of both sides collided in the air, making a loud bang.

The surging energy ripples spread out.

Han Feiyang stood still, while Wang Hao was knocked back several steps, his arm numb.

Obviously, Wang Hao was slightly inferior in strength and cultivation.

"Hmm?"

Wang Hao frowned, looked down at his arm, and his fingertips twitched unconsciously.

He suffered a loss in the previous fight.

In terms of strength, he asked himself that he was not as good as Han Feiyang.

However, the decisive battle in the ring depends not only on strength, but also on skills and killer moves.

"Wind and Thunder Fist!"

Wang Hao did not hesitate, and the strong energy surged out, infusing his fists, and then attacked again.

His fists were like lightning, hitting wildly, and instantly blasted out hundreds of punches, forming a fist shadow in the air, which was dazzling.

"Interesting."

Han Feiyang still stood still and used the same tricks as Wang Hao.

His fists swung quickly, hitting the sky with fist shadows, and collided with Wang Hao's fists in the air.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Intensive explosions were heard frequently, like firecrackers.

The energy ripples of the explosions were endless.

The two fought faster and harder, and the noise was getting louder and louder.

The audience could not see the movements of the two people at all.

They could only see countless fist shadows flying all over the sky, and they could not tell who was who.

This was the first time they had seen such a simple and rough bombardment scene.

The two did not dodge or avoid, but just fought with fists, you hit me, I hit you, without any retreat.

The main focus was iron-blooded.