Secret agent boss: Su Yan Yantian

Chapter 197 Cold Love VS Han Hao 2
And Han Hao's profound energy has already been sent out, and he can't take it back. He can only see layers of purple energy bursting out from his sword, but there is no target to attack.

But Han Hao still persevered, swung his sword again, and rushed towards Leng Qing.

Leng Qing jumped up lightly, tapped Han Hao's sword lightly with her toes, and with a force, fell behind Han Hao.

A sudden Qiankun palm has landed firmly on Han Hao's back, and various elements around the cold palm began to gather together in the palm, and slapped into Han Hao's body along the palm force.

"Pfft", a mouthful of blood overflowed into Han Hao's mouth, and slowly stayed down along the corner of his mouth.

"Brother!" Seeing that Han Hao was injured by Leng Qing, Han Ying shouted excitedly, "Leng Qing, stop now."

Withdrawing her palm coldly, she looked at Han Hao quietly, waiting for his opinion.

Han Hao raised his arm, grabbed his sleeve and wiped it at the corner of his mouth, "Continue!"

He didn't believe that he couldn't beat a little girl like Leng Qing who had no profound energy. Leng Qing's skills were very weird. He could feel the breath flowing around her, but he couldn't see any profound energy.

The palm just now seemed to have no strength, but after it penetrated into his body, the wind of the palm penetrated so deeply that it directly eroded his internal organs, otherwise he wouldn't be able to vomit blood uncontrollably.

Coldness really shouldn't be underestimated, but Han Hao would never do it if he admit defeat.

Looking at Han Hao's appearance coldly, he felt a little changed in his heart, he is a man, at least he is not a timid person!

"Release your mysterious beast! I won't do anything to him!"

Leng Qing had already smelled the aura of the mysterious beast on Han Hao's body. She thought that Han Hao would definitely release it, but she didn't expect him to have no intention of summoning the mysterious beast for a long time.

It seems that Han Hao is worried about Han Ying's Nine-Tailed Fox before!

Han Hao looked at Leng Qing unexpectedly, how could she know that she had a mysterious beast?

His mysterious beast has never been summoned, even his own sister doesn't know about it!
"Hurry up!" The examiner urged Han Hao who was in a daze.

"No, firstly, he might not dare to beat you if he summoned it, and secondly, since you didn't summon the profound beast, I don't have to summon it, so it's only fair!"

Han Hao is an extremely proud person in his bones, and his long-term combat career has cultivated his iron-blooded arrogance.

To lose is to lose, to win is to win, to lose is to lose!

There are no excuses!
"Okay! If I say this to you, I won't let you lose too badly!" This is already the greatest kindness that coldness has shown him.

The cold feeling originally seemed very arrogant, but for some reason, the people under the ring felt that what she said was so natural, because she was worthy of such words.

"Thank you for your kindness! Don't be merciful! Come on!" Han Hao was already ready for the competition again.

Leng Qing no longer hesitated, and performed the first form of the Qiankun Palm Technique again.

This time, the scope of operation was larger and wider than before, and the entire arena, and even the elements around the arena, were mobilized by the coldness.

The elements flowed in a vortex following the cold palm.

Han Hao only felt that he was trapped in the same place, and it would take a lot of effort to move.

The center of the vortex pointed to Han Hao. Slowly, Han Hao was sucked up by the vortex of elements, and he spun out of the ring and fell gently.

All the actions are going on slowly like a slow-moving movie.

(End of this chapter)