Before Xu Hao could make a move, he had already obtained two points.

Many people can only express envy of such a result.

Next, Xu Hao played for the third time.

This time, his opponent was a very cowardly boy. His figure was slightly bent while walking, looking worried and scared.

"Haha, let's just admit defeat, it's simply embarrassing."

"that is!"

Off the field, a bunch of warriors sneered.

The timid boy was named Zhang Zifan. He was born ordinary as his name. He was previously a group match and passed the game with a dangerous and dangerous pass. Although he was not injured, he was somewhat lucky.

This is Zhang Zifan's first appearance.

As for Xu Hao on the opposite side, he was so popular that most people at the scene naturally didn't like him.

"Xu Hao, please show mercy later."

Zhang Zifan said silly.

Everyone wanted to laugh at this expression when they saw it. It was simply a cowardly act.

Upon hearing this, Xu Hao had a strange smile on his face.

"hehe."

His left eye was so sharp that his heart tightened a little, and the smile on his face instantly calmed down.

Zhang Zifan looked silly, but his intuition told him that Zhang Zifan was actually very wise and stupid, and was extremely difficult to deal with.

He still has to cheer up, otherwise, it would be possible to fall into this person.

So take action.

Xu Hao took the heavy sword of "Wufeng" and turned a strange arc. At the same time, the hot aura emitted from his body became increasingly strong, resonating with the scorching sun above his head.

He shouted loudly, and his body danced like a geese, and a sword stabbed out violently.

Crack and Crack and Crack!

The air was torn apart, making a sharp sound like a ghost crying and howling, which made some nearby warriors with lower cultivation pale and quickly retreated in fear.

Zhang Zifan's expression became even more cowardly, but as soon as his body moved, everyone knew that this seemingly cowardly young man was actually a dormant poisonous snake and it was difficult to deal with.

With a simple action, Zhang Zifan's temperament changed drastically, like a poisonous snake spreading its sharp fangs, choosing someone to eat.

A vast aura gathered from all directions and merged into his body.

"The corpse demon stirs up the turmoil and kills endlessly."

Suddenly, Zhang Zifan's face became extremely ferocious, and his arms suddenly became dark as dark as ink, extremely strange, and the space around him became colder.

A palm slapped out, like a shaking cloud and scattering waves, imprinted on the back of the sword of "Wufeng".

Clam!

The fierce force directly swept it away.

Fortunately, Xu Hao's sword technique has reached a certain level. When he practices sword technique by himself, he has practiced the basic movements of holding the sword countless times.

Despite the huge impact of "Wufeng", Xu Hao's hand still firmly clamped the sword body, as if the two had roots.

"really."

Xu Hao sneered.

Fortunately, he did not underestimate the enemy, otherwise, that palm would be enough to slap the sword away.

At this moment, Zhang Zifan was like a walking corpse, with a expressionless face.

Swish!

Everyone's eardrums were a little tingling.

That Zhang Zifan is simply a madman. Could it be that he wants to fight Xu Hao with bare hands?

You know, Xu Hao's swordsmanship is really not low.

Xu Hao had already seen it.

Zhang Zifan clearly held a black thorn as dark as ink and with a yin energy in his hand.

The tip of the black thorn is as thin as nothing, and the end is only as thick as a thumb. It is controlled by Zhang Zifan's dark hands, and it seems to be integrated into it, which is difficult to check with the naked eye.

When thinking about time.

The black thorn is already approaching itself.

Xu Hao turned his head and stood up and stood in front of him.

Dingding Ding Ding...

Suddenly, a dense and crisp sound came from my ears.

"What's going on?"

Until this time.

Only those viewers who didn't know the truth completely reacted.

It turned out that Zhang Zifan deliberately pretended to be weak.

While moving, Zhang Zifan's figure was like a ghost, and his aura was infinitely raised, like an eagle in the sky.

The black thorns danced like the wind in its hands, turning into a dense shadow.

It was so dazzling that it was hard to see the movements on his hands.

Seeing that Zhang Zifan could launch such a terrifying attack, many people were sweating coldly on their backs, and they couldn't help but feel scared.

It seems that the warrior who can enter the top 30.

But there is no luck.

I'm afraid this time, Xu Hao, the biggest dark horse in the inner court assessment competition, may have stopped.

No.

Xu Hao was all defended.

As soon as this thought arose, many people's eyes suddenly bulged.

His face was incredible.

How fast is Xu Hao's nerve reaction speed?

Under such a storm-like offensive, it was as motionless as a mountain, and all resisted it.

Isn’t this Xu Hao’s real combat power?

Some warriors who had been assessed with Xu Hao involuntarily recalled the scene when Xu Hao was conducting a neural reaction speed assessment.

Within the specified time of 60 breaths, Xu Hao performed perfectly in the first 50 breaths.

In the last ten breaths, Xu Hao lost his links at the critical moment and achieved a fairly normal result.

Want to come now.

This so-called chain loss has a touch of intriguing feeling.

"Look, that guy fought back."

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

On the battle stage, a sharp breath splashed everywhere.

Xu Hao raised his sword and stood up, slashed away.

Clam.

"Wufeng" directly attacked with absolute strength advantage.

Suddenly, a slight hole was opened.

Xu Hao had sharp eyes and rushed in.

A quick step.

One point out.

The stars shine, and the energy rushed straight.

Bang.

But Zhang Zifan, who was so hiding that he decisively abandoned the black thorn in his hand, used boxing techniques and pounded it straight away.

Fists and fingers collided twice.

Both of them retreated violently.

Poisonous power?
To be continued...