"Huh? Using the Demon God of Desolation to refine your body? He is indeed a terrifying guy..."

Daoyuan, who was at the front of the team, had a flash of light in his eyes.

It was only after he had gone through more than ten competitions that he dared to try to do what Han Yang was doing now.

And every time, it only reduces a small part of the protective power of the Luck Black Dragon.

It wasn't until hundreds of times that I was able to step onto the stone steps without relying on the black dragon's body protection.

And Han Yang figured it out in the first competition?

Sure enough, those who can become famous in the third level will definitely not be those who have gained fame in vain.

"Yang Han, I'll wait for you in front of the sacred monument!"

Daoyuan, with a smile on his face, said slowly to Han Yang.

Many warriors were in an uproar again.

Daoyuan is the number one player in all previous competitions. Is this... taking the initiative to challenge Han Yang?

And to a certain extent, it is recognition of Han Yang's strength.

After all, not everyone is qualified to become Daoyuan's opponent.

A cold look flashed across Ji Fengyu's eyes.

She is Dogen's strongest competitor.

This time, we must defeat Dao Yuan and seize the leadership position from Dao Yuan in an honest and fair manner.

But Daoyuan didn't treat her with pretense, but he valued a junior who was only a second-level Tianjun so highly?

With a cold snort, Ji Fengyu felt a violent emotion rising deep in his heart.

"Daoyuan! Yang Han! Both of you will be defeated by me."

Ji Fengyu's fighting spirit broke out and he suddenly strode forward.

The two favorites to win the championship are eyeing Han Yang at the same time.
Chapter completed!