3178 Fail to Maintain Persona (2)



"Can a dual refiner of body and soul really fuse his soul power into his body?"

Jiang Buyi sat on the throne and watched this scene quietly, looking calm and emotionless.

"Next."

Han Fei still had no intention of resting, at least not yet.

Many onlookers, including the rest of the ten arena winners, couldn't judge Han Fei's strength at this moment. Although he was only in the intermediate stage of the Immortal Level, his strike was comparable to the peak of the Immortal Level and even seemed to be about to break through to the Great Monarch realm.

An expert of the Ancient Demon Race, a peacock, appeared. His speed was unparalleled, and his swordsmanship was unparalleled. Everyone had thought that this would be a battle of swords and knives, but Han Fei transformed into a speed expert again and plucked all the peacock feathers.

"Puff ~"

Han Fei cut off the head of the peacock and chuckled. "It seems to be enough to make a fan."

The peacock head rolling in the arena was shouting angrily, "Wang Han, how dare you humiliate me? We Ancient Demon Race will remember this!"

"Humph! Those who are defeated by me are no longer qualified to challenge me. Take a rest! If the Ancient Demon Race is all like you, it's not a big deal."

Buzz!

Han Fei turned his blade and cut the body of the peacock into pieces.

"Next."

Someone waved his hand slightly. "Forget it. I won't fight. If any of you want to fight, go!"

At this moment, countless strong masters outside the arena realized that the Monarch realm seemed no different from any other realm.

The thousands of Monarch-realm strong masters outside the field fell silent collectively. Each of them had gone through thousands of hardships to reach this day.

They had thought that although there were strong and weak people among the Monarchs, there wouldn't be such a huge and even insurmountable gap. How could this still be an Immortal-level expert? In terms of combat, this made them feel as if they were fighting a Great Monarch and had no chance of winning at all.

Among the ten arena winners, a strong master smiled. "Although I will lose, I want to experience this feeling."

After five attacks.

This person dragged his broken body out of the arena and muttered, "What a lousy feeling. I'm afraid I'll have to remember it for the rest of my life. Cough, cough…"

Next to Feng Yu, Feng Xingliu clicked his tongue. "Is this guy already so strong?"

Feng Yu frowned slightly and didn't speak. She felt that her junior brother's style seemed to have changed. Although he still hadn't shown his true strength, it had exceeded the strength he had when he fought her.

"Why isn't he concealing his strength anymore? Did something happen?"

Seeing that Han Fei had killed several people in a row in the arena, Zhang Xuanyu frowned. Han Fei had even used the Divine Tribulation just now, but there was no response. Did he fail?

Although he didn't know what happened exactly, he knew that Han Fei's sudden exposure of his true strength was definitely intentional.

Another moment later.

Of the ten arena winners, only two people were left. One was Red Sandalwood Four from the Divine Demon Forest, and the other was Jiang Buyi.

Red Sandalwood Four looked at the golden carriage and then at Han Fei. "Forget it. I won't fight a battle that I'm bound to lose."

"What? Even The Red Sandalwood Four admitted defeat?"

"Well, he was once on par with a Great Monarch. Why did he admit defeat?"

On the side of the Divine Demon Forest, many strong masters also said to each other via voice transmission, Fourth Master, although Wang Han is strong, he hasn't shown the strength to fight a Great Monarch, right? Fourth Master, there are only three people left now.

"Yes! Fourth Master, what if this is Wang Han's limit?"

Red Sandalwood Four curled his lips slightly. "Get lost. Are you happy to see me being beaten up? This guy didn't use his true strength at all."

"How can that be?"

"He hasn't used his real strength yet?"

Red Sandalwood Four said, "The messy techniques he is using now seem to be very powerful, and none of them have his own flavor. This can only mean that he just casually used these seemingly powerful and long-lost ancient ultimate techniques. It's not a pity to abandon them. Up to now, no one can force him to use his real combat power. Should I force him to use his real combat power? When he uses his real combat power, I'm afraid he won't be able to control it."

Red Sandalwood Fourth waved his hand. "Unfortunately, I have no fate with the Holy Lady. Forget it… You two can compete!"

At this moment, there was no need for Yun Duo to host the arena. Everyone looked at the golden carriage.

Jiang Buyi smiled faintly. No one saw how he left the carriage, but his figure had already appeared in the arena.

Jiang Buyi looked at Han Fei and said to him via voice transmission, "I really don't want to fight you, but you've already taken away a lot. I can't just give you everything, right?"

Han Fei sneered. "Did I take your stuff? Or did I eat your rice?"

Jiang Buyi said, "Since they can't force you to use your full strength, I have no choice but to come. By the way, I won't let you win this round."

Han Fei shrugged. "That depends on whether you have the ability or not."

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Buyi smiled. With a swish, a sword shadow appeared. However, when the sword light shone, the day seemed to turn into night. The sun, moon, and stars seemed to be engraved on the sword, reflecting in the void, causing such a strange phenomenon.

Clang!

Han Fei felt that the Blood Sky Blade was vibrating crazily, and the blade kept ringing. He had never seen the Blood Sky Blade in such a state. Even before he used it, a strong fighting intent had enveloped this place.