Looking at Han Chen's confident smile, the Song Baishan brothers and sisters all showed a hint of curiosity in their eyes, but they were more interested.

You must know that when they were at the Will Auction House four months ago, the two of them clearly remembered that Han Chen's strength at that time was only between five and six stars, and even if he defeated Han Wu, who was a six-star sword servant at the beginning of the promotion, it was the result of exchanging injuries for injuries.

In the test three days ago, it was rumored that Han Chen's strength had reached the middle of the eighth-star period, and on that day, the news quickly spread, and the entire Black Rock Town was shocked.

But the shock was followed by more skepticism. Upgrading to three stars in four months, such a cultivation speed was too terrifying, making it difficult for them to believe the authenticity of this news.

At this time, seeing that the Han family, the second young master who had recently been in Heiyan Town, was about to start the competition, all the forces in the VIP seat turned their eyes on this handsome young man, and there was an interested look in his eyes.

They also wanted to know whether the rumors that the second young master of the Han family had been promoted to three stars in just four months were true.

As for everyone's different eyes, Han Chen seemed very indifferent, with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly climbed the steps to the platform. came to stand a few meters in front of Han Tong.

"The competition begins!" Seeing that the two of them had already taken the stage, the five elders turned around and got off the stage with a few words as before.

The two stood a few meters apart, neither of them took the lead, and they both looked at each other secretly.

On closer inspection, Han Tong's sturdy body was even stronger, and the dark muscles seemed to be made of steel, containing powerful explosive power.

Just standing there quietly, it gave people a heavy oppressive force, and the fierce momentum like a demonic beast slowly emanated, captivating people's souls.

Fortunately, after this period of comprehension, Han Chen's soul power has also condensed a lot, and he is not afraid of the latter's breathtaking momentum at all. If you are an ordinary person, it is good to be able to exert eighty percent of your strength.

Han Tong was also looking at Han Chen, although after this period of hard body cultivation and cultivation, Han Chen had already shed his previous thin figure, but after putting on his clothes, his figure was very well-proportioned, just like a literati, elegant and harmless.

But Han Tong did not underestimate the latter because of this, three days ago, he defeated Han Lie in one move, such strength cannot be faked.

Han Tong's eyes gradually became solemn, and the disdain in his eyes had long since disappeared.

He also pays attention to the cultivation of physical strength, and is extremely sensitive to the strength of other people's physical bodies. And as a swordsman in the late eight-star period, he also began to have a slight perception of danger.

In his perception, although Han Chen did not have the slightest internal fluctuation. But it gave him the slightest sense of danger.

"Cousin Han Chen, please!" After a while, Han Tong retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, then you're welcome!" Han Chen was not pretentious, he immediately shrugged his shoulders and chuckled.

As soon as the words fell, Han Chen's hands clenched into fists, the soles of his feet lightly stepped on the ground, and his body rushed towards Han Tong quickly.

Han Tong's face was solemn, although there was no halo on Han Chen's fist that marked the level of combat skills, but Han Tong, who had read all the combat skills in the Sword Pavilion, recognized it from Han Chen's fist.

"Iron Mountain Fist!"

Iron Mountain Fist, Yellow Rank Three-Rank Combat Skills, and Six-Star Sword Servants can all be practiced.

Han Tong took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly condensed, and a pair of rough and wide palms were raised across his chest, and his five fingers rose together, turning into palm shapes, and the internal breath in his body was running rapidly.

Suddenly, a rich yellow halo quickly appeared on his palms.

"Gravel Palm!"

Broken stone palm, yellow-rank three-grade combat skills, and six-star swordsmen can all be practiced.

At Han Chen's speed, the distance of several meters was completely ignored, and it was instantaneous. The soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and the figure that rushed over suddenly stopped half a meter in front of Han Tong.

Twisting his waist and turning his hips, there was a sudden 'crackling' sound of bone joints hitting.

The power of the rush took advantage of this to twist his waist and turn his hips into a strong force, rushing up his spine from his calf and transmitting to Han Chen's right arm.

The muscles on Han Chen's right arm shook rapidly, and the powerful force quickly traveled along a kinetic route into his right fist. I saw that on Han Chen's quickly handed out right fist, a faint yellow* halo appeared.

Although the halo was extremely faint, it was still noticed by everyone.

In the crowd around the "hiss" square, there was a sudden sound of gasping cold air, there was no internal breath, and only the strength of the flesh could actually prompt the halo unique to combat skills.

This kind of thing is not to say that it is impossible. In fact, as long as a volume of combat skills is fully mastered thoroughly, at that time, even if you don't use internal breath, relying only on physical strength can also trigger a combat skill halo.

In four months, the strength of the physical body was continuously increased by three stars, reaching a level comparable to the middle of the eight-star period, such a cultivation speed was already extremely terrifying. But I didn't expect the latter to still have time to practice combat skills.

What else would this young man do that would be surprising? At this time, people's interest in Han Chen was getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing the yellow halo on Han Chen's fist, Han Tong's pupils shrank slightly, and he who had read all the classics of the Sword Pavilion naturally understood what this yellow halo represented.

Although it is only a volume of Yellow Order Three-Rank Combat Skill, if you fully grasp it, you can give full play to the power of this combat skill. Although it can't be compared with the fourth grade of the Yellow Order, it is not something that ordinary people can compete with with half a bucket of water.

The look of surprise in Han Tong's eyes only flickered, and the next moment he regained his calm.

The powerful force infused into Han Chen's fist exploded the air in front of him, and suddenly there was a burst of gas explosion on the platform. In an instant, it came to Han Tong's body.

Although he was surprised by the strength of Han Chen's physical strength, Han Tong, who usually also paid attention to the cultivation of physical strength, also had his own pride in his heart.

In the face of the imminent attack, Han Tong did not dodge, and a trace of crazy battle intent flashed in his dark eyes.

I saw his right palm raised, and struck at the fist that was about to be in front of him.

Seeing Han Tong's movements, a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in Han Chen's eyes, and in an instant, the powerful force infused into the fist was quickly withdrawn by him.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the fists and palms intersected, and a muffled sound suddenly sounded on the platform.

"Kick kick!" the two of them took a few steps back in unison.

"Ha Lu, haha, come again!" Han Tong, who took a few steps back, suddenly slammed his right leg on the ground, stopped the retreat, and raised his head and smiled.

Han Chen, who also stopped retreating, heard the other party's words, felt a slightly sour right arm, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he also smiled and said, "Accompany you to the end!"

As the words fell, the two kicked heavily on the ground and rushed to each other again, and the next moment, the two fought together again.

Like Han Sen and the others before, the two of them also adopted the most bloody hand-to-hand combat. The feeling of the punch hitting the flesh made the two of them feel very happy.

Not to mention that the two felt comfortable, at this time, everyone's emotions in the field were completely ignited by the competition between the two, and this way of fighting made them feel enthusiastic.

Song Ruoyu, the little witch, was even more excited, and had already stood up at this time, although it was winter, but the latter's delicate little face was red and fluttering, and fine beads of sweat had already emerged from excitement.

But that's not the case for everyone.

At this time, on the VIP seat, all parties looked at the two people fighting together on the stage with shocked eyes.

Although they had been skeptical of the rumors that the latter had been promoted by three stars in four months. But the scene in front of them had to make them believe.

There is no need for any words, and the battle with Han Tong in the late stage of the Eight Stars is the best proof of Han Chen's strength.

Looking at Han Chen, who was completely fighting the stage, a trace of doubt flashed in Han Linger's eyes. But he didn't say anything.

But said that the two people on the stage. At the beginning, although the two chose to fight hard, there were still two points left between the shots for defense.

But as time went on, the two became more and more crazy. Gradually, the two completely abandoned the defense. Attack with all your might, and don't dodge the opponent's punch at all, and let it fall on your body.

"Peng Pengbang!" For a while, there was a muffled sound of the body being bombarded on the stage.