Although there was a slight noise in the field, everyone was a cultivator. Moreover, the two did not deliberately lower their voices. Therefore, the voices of the two clearly reached the ears of everyone.

The originally noisy field instantly fell silent. Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the two of them at this time.

They knew that the next moment they would have to decide the winner. At the same time, their eyes looking at Han Chen were also full of curiosity, this young man who had only been promoted by three stars in four months, could stand at the bottom of this last move?

didn't let everyone wait for long, only to see Han Chen take a few steps back and secretly breathe.

The next moment, his eyes were slightly condensed, his right foot was swirled, his waist and hips twisted, and a huge force was transmitted along his spine to his right arm.

The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and with the power of recoil, he clenched his fists and rushed towards Han Tong.

"Iron Mountain Fist!"

From beginning to end, all the combat skills used by Han Chen were the Yellow Rank Three Ranks, and until now, Han Chen still used the Iron Mountain Fist of the Yellow Rank Three Grades.

Although Han Tong agreed happily, he understood his own situation that after such a short period of fighting, whether it was his physical strength or internal breath, it was a huge loss.

If it was about combat endurance, he thought that he couldn't compare to Han Chen, who specialized in cultivating the physical body. And so on. Even if his strength is one line higher than Han Chen's, he will be exhausted and defeated at the end.

Moreover, through this short period of observation, he was already sure in his heart that Han Chen's strength had definitely reached the late stage of the Eighth Star, and he belonged to the same level as himself. If you continue to fight, you will probably lose before you can exhaust yourself.

Now one move to decide the winner is the meaning of Han Tong. He immediately took a slight breath and looked solemn.

Looking at Han Chen, who had only used the Yellow Rank Three-Rank Battle Technique, he rushed over. Han Tong's eyes were not angry or happy, and Gujing was not wavering. I saw his hands raised, slowly clenched into fists, and seemed to be slowly and quickly handed out in front of him.

At the same time, the little inner breath left in the dantian was running rapidly, and the faint internal breath lingered back and forth in the right fist, and after a while, a rich yellow halo light emerged from the top of his right fist, clinging to the surface of the skin, slowly floating.

"Earth Split!"

Earth Splitting Fist, Yellow Rank Four-Rank Battle Skills, and Eight-Star Sword Attendants can all be practiced.

In the field, seeing that Han Tong actually used the Yellow Rank Four-Rank Battle Technique, everyone was breathless. Unexpectedly, in addition to Han Lin, Han Tong actually mastered a volume of Yellow Order Four-Rank Battle Skills.

On the stage, seeing Han Tong using the Yellow Rank Four-Rank Combat Technique, a trace of surprise flashed in Han Chen's eyes, and he was replaced by a smile. The right fist slammed straight at the opponent regardless of it.

Around the square, looking at Han Chen, who was still choosing to fight hard in the face of Han Tong at this time, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads secretly.

"Stupid!" Han Yu, who was leaning against the big tree and sitting cross-legged with his back, also opened his eyes at this time, looked at Han Chen and said disdainfully. Although he was disdainful, he did not take his eyes off it.

"Inch strength!"

The two of them came in an instant, looking at the fists that were about to collide together, the muscles on Han Chen's right arm trembled strangely, and a dull low cry sounded in his heart.

"Bang!" a muffled sound, and the two fists met in the air.

"Hmph" was slightly quiet, and a muffled grunt sounded on the stage.

Immediately, everyone was horrified to see that Han Tong's incomparably strong figure flew backwards like a fallen leaf in the wind, crossed a parabola, and flew directly out of the platform.

Looking at this scene, the scene suddenly became extremely silent, and one after another incredible eyes fell on the handsome young man who was still standing on the platform, who would have thought that Han Tong, who had already used the Yellow Rank Four-Rank Battle Technique, would actually be blasted out of the stage by Han Chen's move.

"The amount of power that was increased in that instant, even if it was fought with the early stage of the Nine Stars, it would not be too much!" Han Chen retracted his fists and exhaled lightly. He moved his right arm, which was a little sore, and said to himself in his heart.

Just now, Han Chen suddenly had a whim, remembering that a few months ago, his physical strength was only comparable to the peak of a four-star at that time, but after using his strength, he was able to break an arm of Han Wu, who had just been promoted to a sixth-star level, with one blow.

So after this period of cultivation, with a strength comparable to the peak of the Eight Stars, what level of explosive power will it reach at that moment?

Obviously, the results are very encouraging. According to Han Chen's estimates, at that moment just now, the strength of his fist was instantly increased by nearly sixty percent. On the basis of the physical strength of the peak of the Eight Stars, the strength of nearly sixty percent was increased again, even the strongest attack that erupted in the early stage of the Nine Stars was nothing more than that.

"Ahem, cough, cough" for a long time, a dull voice sounded, waking everyone up.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see Han Tong, who flew out of the stage, slowly stood up, but at this time, his dark face was already pale, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding scarlet blood.

Han Tong's voice also interrupted Han Chen's contemplation and raised his head. I saw that at this time, Han Tong's left hand was covering his chest, and he coughed violently twice from time to time, obviously, his internal organs were shocked. But his right arm drooped weakly, secretly twitching and shaking.

"How are you, are you okay?" Han Chen took a few steps forward, came to the edge of the platform, pointed to the latter's right arm, and asked.

"Hehe, it's just a muscle, it's not in the way. Han Tong smiled bitterly, shook his head and said.

"You won, I'm not as good as you!" Suddenly, Han Tong grinned at Han Chen, his expression and words were free and easy.

Han Chen looked at this sturdy young man who was free and easy, and what he saw from the latter's eyes was full of sincerity and admiration. Smiled lightly and nodded slightly.

"The competition is over, Han Chensheng!" And at this time, the fifth elder also slowly walked to the stage, and glanced at the handsome young man who was talking to Han Tong in disbelief, and then said in a loud voice.

Hearing the fifth elder announce the end of the competition, Han Chen also turned around and walked towards the audience.

"Can you tell me what kind of combat technique you used just now?" Seeing Han Chen turn to leave, Han Tong gritted his teeth and said in a loud voice.

Hearing Han Tong's voice, everyone turned their curious eyes to the delicate young man.

Although Han Chen had used the Iron Mountain Fist before, they were not idiots enough to believe that this was Han Chen's method.

As for what kind of combat skills Han Chen used, he was able to blast Han Tong, who had already used the Yellow Rank Fourth-Rank Battle Technique, into the audience in one fell swoop, and everyone was also extremely curious.

"Is it a Xuan-level combat skill?" Song Lin muttered to himself as he looked at the delicate young man on the stage who suddenly revealed a mysterious aura with his eyes.

Compared to everyone's curiosity, Han Tian and several elders were shocked in their hearts.

Four months ago, in the Sword Pavilion, Han Chen defeated Han Wu, who was already a six-star sword attendant at that time, with this combat technique. They still remember that moment vividly.

And four months have passed, and Han Chen once again used this volume of combat skills, and compared with four months ago, the power has increased by more than several percent. Everyone clearly sensed that the power that erupted in that moment just now was not inferior to that of the early stage of the Nine Stars.

While secretly admiring this volume of combat skills in my heart, I was also extremely curious.

Hearing Han Tong's voice, Han Chen's figure paused slightly, and he glanced at Han Tong, who was full of eagerness, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he suddenly stepped forward and turned around and walked towards Han Ling'er.

Seeing that Han Chen didn't answer out loud, everyone couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, and at the same time, they were even more speculative about the mysterious battle technique that Han Chen had used.

Seeing that Han Chen didn't answer his question, Han Tong was not annoyed, but instead showed a thoughtful look, and didn't wake up until someone came over to help him down to treat his injuries.

"I'll go looking for you again!" Glancing back at Han Chen, who had returned to the corner and laughing with Han Ling'er, Han Tong said secretly in his heart.