"You don't know what you can do."

Han Ming sneered, clasped his hands together, and quickly changed the seal formula.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun also moved, as fast as wind and thunder, with a series of afterimages behind him.

"What a fast pace."

The onlookers were surprised, even Yunyan and Linglong raised their eyebrows.

Just now, Zhao Yun said that he ran fast, but they still didn't believe it. After meeting this time, they really believed it. Such speed in the true spirit realm was beyond their expectations. With this movement, there are few opponents at the same level. As the old saying goes.

Well, everything is indestructible, but speed is the only thing that can't be broken. What you need is speed.

"you....."

Han Ming's expression changed, and he felt a ghost appear, and Zhao Yun was already in front of him.

Damn it, I haven't finished the seal seal yet? Do you want to talk about martial ethics?

What? You still use seals when fighting?

This would be Zhao Yun's answer, and he had already called out with a palm.

Snap!

The applause is not only crisp, but also very pleasant.

Han Ming's head was buzzing, and his three-quarter hair style was stunned into a thirty-eight cents. He couldn't stand firm and staggered back. He still kept the hand gesture and looked confused.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun stepped forward and grabbed Han Ming's wrist.

His set of standard movements: Qi and blood rise, the waist and horse unite, and people start swinging.

At this moment, I don’t know how many people felt their hearts pounding.

Anyone caught by this guy is not the worst, only worse.

Then, there were three consecutive booms, each one louder than the last.

A solid triple fall.

When Zhao Yun stood firm, Han Ming had already knelt down and was lying in the human-shaped pit. Before the debris fell, he could see blood foaming in his mouth, his internal organs shifted, and all the bones in his body were broken.

Seventy-seven, eighty-eight, and that scream, showing unprecedented dominance.

"Is this... the end?" The onlookers were shocked.

"Everyone fights based on rounds, and this one...does it by the second!"

"Three seconds, no more."

"It would hurt my feelings if I got to bed so quickly."

There were a lot of sighs and tuts. It seemed that from the time Zhao Yun started the attack to the time Han Ming fell down, it only lasted three seconds. He deserved the title of "Three Seconds Brother" because he lay down faster than anyone else!

"This boy."

Wu Xuantong, who was on the stage, frowned slightly.

The boy in my mouth refers to Zhao Yun. He is at the True Spirit Realm. His speed is too fast. He is so fast that Han Ming has not even completed the seals. He slaps and throws three times in a row to quickly end the battle. He has been in charge for so many years.

, it was the first time that he was defeated as quickly as Han Ming.

"I really look down on him."

Su Yu was sad, Lin Xie was sad, and Yang Feng was also sad.

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s just talk about Zhao Yun’s speed. There are few people in the same realm who can match him. I only knew that Zhao Yun was good at throwing people, but I didn’t expect that his speed was also outstanding. The person introduced by the female coach,

Obviously it's not as simple as it seems, and having a relationship with a handsome woman must be extraordinary.

"It's such a familiar movement."

Chi Yan and the purple-haired child both murmured with deep eyes.

Also murmuring, there was Youlan. There was a person in her memory, also Su Rujinghong. For a few moments, that person and Ji Hen's back seemed to fit perfectly.

"You, you are not defeated unjustly."

Wei Chuan said calmly, he was talking to Zheng Ming, Wei Teng and Yuan Miao.

He also underestimated that Zhao Yun could have such physical skills, which was unexpected. However, he didn't know that Zhao Yun and others did not move at a thunderous speed from beginning to end when they performed on the martial arts stage.

"interesting."

The old disciples all showed a playful smile. It seemed that the person who came through the back door still had a few brushes, but they were limited to a few. He thought that he could win the battle with Zhao Yun on stage. Xiaoxiao Zhenling Realm,

Do you really think that if you have super speed, you will be invincible? It’s a joke.

"You little disciple is more interesting than I thought." Linglong smiled.

"You are indeed not slow in running." Yun Yan smiled and stopped reading the book, just looking at Zhao Yun.

"I underestimated you again." Mu Qinghan's rare smile was as beautiful as a flower.

"No...impossible."

The most uncomfortable thing was Han Ming. His body was squirming and he wanted to get up and fight again.

However, he was powerless and it was difficult to move. He wanted to say that he still had a trump card that he had not yet used. His master had taught him a domineering secret technique and he had not yet used it. How could he be defeated? At least he managed to survive it! It took less than three seconds.

Kneel down, you little prickly old man, you have created a legend for me!

"Master said that if you can fight without forming seals, then you won't form seals. It's a waste of time."

Zhao Yun had already stepped down, and when he came back, he spoke a philosophy of life to the people present.

"I never said that." Yunyan's expression represents this meaning.

"That's what I said." Moon God's eyes perfectly revealed these words.

If you fight, just fight. Just clean up the useless things. It is not only a waste of time, but also full of flaws. Of course, the speed of sealing is fast enough, so it is not included in this category. Obviously, Han Ming is not this kind of person.

With such talented people, no matter how fast the Seal Technique is, they can't be faster than Zhao Yun's Wind God Steps.

"Disciple." Master Han Ming has come to the stage and lifted Han Ming up.

Han Ming couldn't stand. He was thrown so hard that his bones were broken to pieces.

"Your disciple doesn't seem to be doing well either."

Yu Wenhao's master, Yan Kang's master, Wei Teng's master, Zheng Ming's master... all the masters of the disciples who were beaten by Zhao Yun all said this. Previously, when their disciples were beaten, this guy often ridiculed them.

Sarcasm, now that Han Ming has also failed miserably, they have to live with their mouths.

Master Han Ming's old face was ashen, and his eyes looking at Yun Yan were full of hostility.

"Look what I did, it wasn't me who hit you." Yun Yan curled her lips, it's your disciple who can't do it.

"Okay, very good."

Master Han Ming snorted coldly and took Han Ming away.

He must be cured as soon as possible, otherwise his disciple will be useless.

"Another one is disabled." Su Yu said meaningfully.

The word "again" was used quite accurately. Everyone who came to the stage to fight with Zhao Yun, whether it was the trio of troublemakers, Wei Chuan's younger brother, or Yuan Miao and the others, were all hemiplegic.

So:

If you fight with that little martial artist, you have to be prepared to be maimed.

"Did I miss a talent?"

Elder Chen Xuan muttered that during the Tianzong assessment that day, Zhao Yun was very unfavorable.

Thinking about it this time, I really regret it. It seems that since Zhao Yun came to Tianzong, there has been no defeat!

Like him, many elders are stroking their beards and regretting it.

Cultivation is harmful! I thought that a person in the True Spirit Realm had no future, but when I marveled at them again and again, regardless of their qualifications, let’s just say that the results in these few games, at least... they will not embarrass the master.

"Are you blind?" Many elders were rubbing their eyes.

Maybe, they really missed a talent and they should trust the handsome female.

The handsome woman dominates the battlefield and is truly in the quasi-heaven realm. How can the person she likes not have some moral character? What a pity! They don’t believe it. It doesn’t matter if one of them doesn’t believe it. They have missed a good disciple.

"Elder?"

Zhao Yun had arrived and waved in front of Mr. Chen Xuan's eyes.

He won and came to get the reward. He bet 500,000, and if he lost nine, he would get 4.5 million.

"You really caught me." Old Chen Xuan clicked his tongue.

I want to be a cheater, but I don't dare! It's not that I'm afraid of Zhao Yun, but I'm afraid of Yun Yan.

Since he won, he had to give away the gambling money. A pile of banknotes, no more than 4.5 million, were all given to Zhao Yun. The money was not paid by him, he was just the banker and only received commission.
To be continued...