Chapter 508: Battle of the Golden Collar (4)

The phalanx of the Artifact Spirit Hall erupted into cheers.

It's fun, it's really fun.

There is nothing that can relieve anger more than doing Hou Wanneng.

This guy was still despising the Artifact Spirit Hall just now, but this time he was directly hammered to the ground.

Everyone can see clearly that Zhong Xiaohao is a clean and neat guy, so he probably can't wake up in a few months.

Cool, cool.

When Sun Hao came back, the warm applause continued for a long time.

No matter how far Sun Hao can go in the promotion competition, at least, at this moment, he is the hero of Qi Ling Temple.

Sun Hao advances to the top forty.

It can be regarded as a dark horse.

It's just that Hou Wanneng himself is not at the level of a general, and Sun Hao, a dark horse, is not so dark as to defy the sky.

The game entered the third round.

Forty into twenty.

Zhu Pang's luck was still very good. He met the female cultivator again and bumped into it all the way. Amid wild laughter, he advanced into the top 20 again.

Sun Hao wondered if this guy bribed the examiner with credits. It is really possible. This guy is smart and cheap enough, anything is possible.

Wang Yuan's opponent this time is more normal, a warrior-level opponent, and stronger.

The opponent thought that Wang Yuan would consume a lot of energy after the battle against Crocodile God, and they wanted to attack Wang Yuan in an upset.

But who knows, Wang Yuan seems to have fully recovered in a short period of time, and his strength is still the same.

The two fought fiercely for a long time, and Wang Yuan knocked his opponent away with a strong force, advancing to the top 20.

Sun Hao's ability to enter the top 40 has already exceeded the psychological expectations of the disciples of Qi Lingdian.

This round, Qi Lingdian and Zhong Xiaohao will face off against Feiyudian's "Black Feather", Dark Crow, and Qi Wuya.

Qi Wuya, one of the favorites to advance to the promotion, the incarnation of a dark crow, with strange supernatural powers, not the most powerful. But definitely one of the toughest opponents.

Moreover, this guy is cruel and merciless.

In the second round, when the disciple who met this guy was carried out of the ring, he was already in a state of confusion and talking nonsense. It is estimated that it will be difficult to recover.

Seeing that the opponent was Black Feather Crow, Qi Qi, a disciple of Qi Ling Temple, persuaded Sun Hao: "Brother Zhong, admit defeat, let's admit defeat."

Especially Duan Dayong, standing in the distance, shouted loudly: "Brother, it's alright, it's alright, breaking into the top forty is already very good, let's come back next year."

Sun Hao's face. With a faint smile on his face, he bowed slightly to the surrounding disciples, and then said: "It's okay, disciples of the Qiling Temple, how can you retreat without a fight? Besides, this dark crow's attack is subtle, maybe it just happened to be restrained by my Qilingdian!" .maybe……"

With that said, the person has already flown to the ring.

A black-feathered crow, oddly toothless.

Qi Wuya is very thin, with more bones than flesh, eagle eyes, and eagle nose. With a gloomy complexion, the first impression is that it is a vicious beast, standing in front of people, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

Stop opposite Qiwuya.

Sun Hao is contrasted with sunshine and handsome.

It's an obvious comparison of pros and cons.

It's just that all the white-collar disciples of Wanhun Mountain are not optimistic about Sun Hao.

"Qi Ling Temple?" Qi Wu Ya's eyes flashed a look of surprise: "You dare to come up?"

"Qi Ling Dian. Zhong Xiaohao", Sun Hao smiled slightly: "Lead the elder brother's brilliant move."

"Courage is commendable", Qi Wuya praised Sun Hao: "However, I have never been merciless when I make a move, and directly target the monk's soul, you still have time if you go down now."

Sun Hao smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, senior brother just let the horse come over, senior brother, don't you know? Alchemy and weapon refining are the most test of the soul of a monk."

Qi Wuya was slightly taken aback, it was really the first time he heard such a statement.

However, since the opponent does not automatically admit defeat, there is no need to be polite, Qi Wuya shouted: "Junior brother, be careful, the crow is howling, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Bursts of sound waves, transmitted to Sun Hao's ears, rushed directly into Sun Hao's mind. In his mind, there seemed to be an image of the underworld, filled with white bones, and the gloomy wind. On the bones, he raised his head and howled, his voice was shrill, like Yin needles, hitting Sun Hao's soul.

Such an attack is quite harmful to other disciples.

However, for Sun Hao, it is commonplace.

For several years, Sun Hao has had nightmares every day.

Every day, the dreams that Sun Hao encountered were even more tragic than the crow's howling.

The howling of the crow was like scratching an itch to Sun Hao.

Qi Wuya yelled a few times.

Looking at Sun Hao, he found that Sun Hao was smiling and looking at himself with ease.

Unbelievable, Qi Wuya yelled a few more times.

Sun Hao remained calm as before.

Qi Wuya didn't give up, and called again.

Sun Hao was unmoved.

Qi Wuya asked: "How does Junior Brother feel?"

Sun Hao said truthfully: "It feels okay, this sound is terrible, it's really loud..."

Qi Wuya... After thinking for a while, Qi Wuya said loudly: "It seems that junior brother's spirit is really indestructible, but he is making a fool of himself. In this case, junior brother, let's see the real chapter under our hands."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hands, and a pair of jet-black wings with a wingspan of about ten feet grew from his back, and the fingertips on his hands and feet changed into sharp claws.

Spreading his wings, he rushed towards Sun Hao.

Sun Hao nodded, stretched out his hand, and a big hammer appeared in his hand.

Thirty-six cold forging hammers swung forward on their own, and there was a shadow of hammers in front of Sun Hao.

Bang bang bang, the crow's steel claws were stopped by Sun Hao's big hammer, and a series of impact sounds resounded in the air.

Once again, Qi Wuya's unexpected situation happened.

This strange disciple of the Artifact Spirit Hall wields a hammer that is airtight and surprisingly powerful. Every time he strikes, his indestructible sharp claws are actually painful.

For a while, he couldn't take down this little-known Qi Lingdian disciple.

Sun Hao was actually evenly matched with Heiyu Mingya?

Inside the phalanx of the Qiling Hall, shouts and cheers suddenly rose and fell.

Zhu Pang looked at Wang Yuan and said, "Well, Xiaohao is indeed a warrior-level strength. It seems that your intelligence is not too out of the ordinary."

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "Look, the excitement is yet to come."

As the Frog King, Wang Yuan knew very well that Xiao Hao's strength was definitely not inferior to his own. For many years in Wangcun, he has never won against Sun Hao.

Although the Black Feather Crow is powerful, the result of this battle will definitely exceed everyone's expectations.

The two fought against each other, and half an hour passed in a flash.

The Black Feather Crow was fighting so hard that he couldn't fly anymore, but Sun Hao's big hammer was still swinging vigorously.

With this hammer, Sun Hao can swing it non-stop for a day without necessarily feeling tired.

Qi Wuya finally felt that going on like this was not an option, and that he had to change his strategy.

Spreading his wings, he flew into the air and roared: "Human feathers unite, charge."

With both wings retracted, the beak with a sharp beak, like a sea bird catching fish, rushed down from high altitude and pecked at Sun Hao.

Sun Hao's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "Well done, the power of the two dragons, the final word, give me a decision, a decision, a decision..."

The thirty-six-way cold forging and hammering method, under the full force of Sun Hao's double dragon power, responded.

In the air, a huge force rippled and turned into two phantoms of real dragons, roaring, and should attack the black-feathered ghost crow one by one.

There was a loud bang.

The two figures collided at high speed, and they swung vigorously, as if they were about to tear apart the space. The two figures were separated by the collision.

Sun Hao holds the hammer in one hand, does a backflip, kneels on one knee, steady

fell to the ground.

The Black Feather Crow was much worse. Like a hydrangea, it was thrown into the air, involuntarily, rolled over a few times, and staggered to the ground. After landing, it involuntarily took four or five steps back, and finally managed to stand firm on the edge of the ring.

The Black Feather Crow stood still.

Everyone took a closer look and found that his originally sharp and straight beak had been bent down by the blow, like a hook, and red blood was still dripping from the hook.

It's unbelievable that this is the result.

Shocking cheers erupted from Qi Ling Hall, but there was dead silence in Fei Yu Hall.

The Black Feather Crow actually lost.

He didn't lose to any other favorites, but to a little-known Qi Lingdian disciple.

Qi Wuya's body shook and turned into a prototype, his mouth was cracked, and several teeth were knocked out, his mouth was crooked and bleeding, he was struggling and leaking air, and he admitted defeat in a bachelor's way: "What a great strength, what a strong soul, you are fine , Zhong Xiaohao, I remember you."

Sun Hao stood up straight, clasped the hammer in both hands and arched: "Acceptance, acquiescence."

In the third round, Qi Lingdian, Zhong Xiaohao, broke the biggest upset of this promotion.

He eliminated the black feathered crow Qi Wuya and advanced to the top twenty.

Regardless of whether his magical ability was just enough to restrain Qi Wuya, this result was enough to make everyone present attach great importance to this strange opponent. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to come)<