The third thousand two hundred and eighty-fifth chapters
As he shouted, his big hand raised, and the Black Mountain Demon Ji, who was already very powerful, suddenly rushed to brake and stopped quietly at a distance less than five centimeters from Han Sanqian's hands.
The black gas she carried behind her was like a huge exhaust gas rushing behind her.
"Damn, what are you doing?"
"Damn it, can the ring be paused?"
"He won't say his shoes aren't tied properly, do he?"
Under the platform, he was extremely confused and dissatisfied with Han Sanqian's sudden call to pause halfway through the road.
This life-and-death battle can still be fun like this!
"Why, are you scared?" The Black Mountain Demonic frowned, and she was also unhappy with her own displeasure. She looked at Han Sanqian without hesitation.
Han Sanqian smiled indifferently: "I'm afraid I won't fight you, aren't you?"
After the words came, Han Sanqian directly blocked her hand to keep her at a certain distance from herself: "I want to say something that is useful to you and me for a while. Are you interested?"
"It's just that I'm afraid, why do you have to find so many excuses?" The Black Mountain Demonic said coldly in anger, turning her face away and ignoring Han Sanqian at all.
There were curses everywhere from the stage, but it didn't matter to Han Sanqian. The most important thing was that the attitude of the Black Mountain Ancestor at this time was at least in line with his expectations.
Although she was very unhappy, she was obviously interesting to Han Sanqian's words.
"It's not interesting to compete in the martial arts competition for so long, right? Besides, although the martial arts competition ring looks big enough, it's too small for you and me, isn't it?" Han Sanqian said leisurely.
"What the hell do you want to say?" The Black Mountain Ancestor couldn't suppress his temperament and turned his head impatiently and shouted.
Han Sanqian smiled. He is good at making things like mentality. This may be the experience he has learned from others who have been making his mentality.
Therefore, the ancients often said that it is not unreasonable to lose a horse.
"It's very simple. A different way of competition, one move determines the outcome, how about it?"
"One move determines the outcome?" Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the Black Mountain Ancestor was obviously stunned.
"That's right." Han Sanqian said: "What do you think is that saved so much trouble?"
The Black Mountain Demonic was silent and did not answer immediately. Instead, she was thinking about what trick Han Sanqian was playing.
"Why, are you scared?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.
"I'm afraid of you?" The Black Mountain Ancestor was a little angry. She was just weighing and guessing what Han Sanqian was doing. If she had just a real move to determine the outcome, she would naturally agree without thinking.
Because she is a master with a strong outbreak, the war of attrition is actually relatively difficult for her. However, it is precisely because of this that she will consider it more, because maybe that guy Han Sanqian is the same as herself.
"A simple comparison is the real ability of everyone. They can save so many tricks. Those who lose will say that the winner will win will be defeated." Han Sanqian said while the iron is hot.
Thinking about what Han Sanqian said makes sense. Besides, if he refuses at this time, he will be laughed at by this guy and dare not accept it. After thinking about it, the Black Mountain Demonic believes that he is unlikely to suffer any hidden losses in such a situation.
"Okay, it's up to you, but you'd better not regret it." After the Black Mountain Demonic finished speaking, he nodded to the ritual officer next to him and the Lord Zhu Cheng was not far away, signaling her to agree to Han Sanqian's gameplay change.
Lord Zhu also nodded, and the ritual official walked forward a few steps and announced loudly: "Everyone, after unanimous discussion, this round of competition will be divided into one move to determine the outcome."
As soon as the official of the ceremony announced, the underground floor was even more exciting.
"Damn it, I'm going to play a trick?"
"That grandson's time-up is already damn stupid enough. Unexpectedly, even more silly turned out to be behind. This stupid person actually decided with the Black Mountain Age of Demon. Is he sick? Does this guy know the truth about this Black Mountain Age of Demon?"
"This is called carrying a lantern to the cottage, thinking of a way to die. The Black Mountain Demonic is nicknamed the Three Soul, which means that it will take human life within three moves. This is enough to show how terrifying the explosive power of the Black Mountain Demonic is. But this grandson played this move with others?" The man shook his head speechlessly and funny, obviously it was the best conclusion he had made for his words.
However, Han Sanqian on the stage was not in a slightest worry. Instead, he took a step back slightly and said something that made the audience faint.
Chapter completed!