Chapter 90: Han Yu Huamao of Sao Bao

"Next game, number five to number twelve!"

The next two people were two offshoots who took the stage at the same time, and their competition was much more regular compared to the first one.

One is a two-star martial arts Yunhe leg, and the other is a three-star martial arts invigorator.

Originally, the person who used the three-star martial arts took a lot of advantage in the martial arts level, but the other person's inner strength cultivation was obviously deeper than his.

The two fought for a long time, and in the end it was the person who used the three-star martial arts to lose energy in advance, and was directly knocked down by the other person with a "cloud crane bright wings".

"Next game, number one versus number fifty-two!"

With the referee's voice, the third game began.

I saw a slightly fat, ordinary-looking young man entering the field nervously. When he walked to the center of the ring and stood still, his opponent had not yet appeared.

"What about number one? Who is number one?"

Just as the referee called again, a well-dressed man in a white crown suddenly rose from the crowd and appeared in the center of the ring like a stream of light.

This person has his hands on his back, is tall and straight, and looks like a jade tree facing the wind, chic and extraordinary.

Han Yu Huamao, the main disciple of the Han Yu family!

Han Yu Huamao didn't look at his opponent after taking the stage, but tilted his head to look at Han Yu Xiaotian who was offstage. He stretched out his right hand and smiled proudly at Han Yu Xiaotian: "Look carefully. How big is the gap between you and me, a seeded player!"

"Seed player?"

Han Yu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel surprised, Han Yu Huamao is also a seed? Are there two seeds in a group?

As the referee on duty, Han Yucheng couldn't help but froze, because he didn't know who the seeds of his group belonged to. This is also one of the methods used in the Hanyu Family Tournament Tournament to prevent the referee from showing subconscious bias.

In fact, Han Yu Xiaotian thought too much.

Han Yu Huamao is pretentious. He saw that his group of people from the main lineage that he knew had no opponents to him, and he didn't even think about the branch lineage people and the children of his clan.

The arrogance in his heart made him not think that people with branches and disciples could defeat him, and his number happened to be "number one", so Hanyu Huamao took it for granted that he was the seeded player in the tenth ring. !

The referee just glanced at Han Yu Huamao thoughtfully, and then said to the two of them: "The game begins!"

"I...I am number fifty-two, Han Yuzhe."

This ordinary-looking boy seemed to be affected by Han Yu Huamao's appearance, and he became even more nervous.

"Huh, want to know my name? Three moves! If you can survive the three moves in my hands, I will tell you, otherwise, you are not qualified to know my name!"

Seeing the nervous look of his opponent, Han Yu Huamao showed disdain.

"Sao Bao!"

Han Yu Xiaotian couldn't help but slander in his heart.

Most of the people in the audience didn't know who Han Yu Huamao was, and now they heard him claiming to be the seed of this group, they couldn't help showing serious expressions.

"Maybe through this person, you can understand where the top strength of this group is? You can also see the level of strength needed to get the top eight, and... how strong is the genius of the family line !"

The many branch children under the tenth ring secretly thought in their hearts, and their eyes fixed on Han Yu Huamao's body.

"Let's do it! Otherwise, you won't have a chance." Han Yu Huamao continued to say with nostrils soaring.

"Okay, okay, then I'm here."

Han Yuzhe took a deep breath, then put on a forward step, raised his hands to his chest, "Are you ready?"

Looking at such a "frustrated" opponent, Han Yu Huamao even answered lazily, just hooked his finger at the opponent.