Godly Stay-Home Dad

One of the commentators shouted in excitement.    

But immediately after, another commentator said with his mouth agape, "The fourth arena is over."    

Under the gazes of everyone present.    

The participants in the fourth round had originally prepared many trump cards. They felt that they could also fight a great three hundred rounds with Zhang Hanyang, just like Chu Qingyi, and then finish the battle. If their luck was good, it wasn't impossible for him to win.    

However, facing him, who was at the peak of the Deity Stage.    

Zhang Han simply waved his hand and sent him flying.    

A participant from the fourth match was equivalent to a passerby. Other than a lot of customers and some big shots in the stands, Zhang Han did not pay much attention to any of them.    

"Another move!"    

"Only Chu Qingyi can fight with Zhang Hanyang?"    

"He's already at the fourth rank. From the time of Zhang Hanyang's battle on the ninety-sixth step to now, he's simply no different from a devil king. He's too frightening."    

"?"    

After a moment of shock, he got used to it.    

"Will Zhang Hanyang get first place?"    

"He's going to have to deal with Wandering."    

"Wanliu is almighty, his overall strength is very strong, he was even able to fight against Ye Qingchen, who knows how many of Zhang Hanyang's cards she could force out."    

The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion.    

Of course, there were also many people who were very optimistic about this.    

The pure looking lady with a ponytail was staring at Zhang Han.    

"It's my turn!" "No," she said.    

There was confidence in his tone as well.    

"Oh."    

Zhang Han went up the stage and once again struck out with his palm.    

"This move is useless against me, I already know how to break it."    

A mysterious smile appeared on her face as she executed her ultimate movement technique. Her body was hidden in the air as her palm whistled through the air. It didn't even manage to touch the hem of her clothes.    

It could be said that this secret art was also extremely powerful. From this, it wasn't difficult to see that the contestant known as Wandering was also one of the top three contestants.    

"Oh?"    

Zhang Han was a little surprised, but his expression was still as calm as ever, and he shook his head slightly: "Since one palm isn't enough, then let's give it a slap."    

Swish!    

Zhang Han raised his right hand and it fell.    

A huge orange handprint appeared out of nowhere and sent Liu Ming flying.    

Arena number three: Victory!    

Crash! *    

Once again, the scene fell into an uproar.    

"This is a miracle!"    

Everyone treated this battle of the Earth Dragon Rankings as a miracle that was rarely seen in a thousand years!    

"Zhang Hanyang will become the legend of this generation. If he can challenge to the top seat, then he will be recorded in history ?"    

Zhang Han did not waste any time, and the commentator began to recount his experiences.    

He talked for a long time before finally getting down to business.    

"Well, Ellis, do you accept the challenge?"    

"Fight!"    

Ellis shouted, and the axe in his right hand glinted.    

Zhang Han jumped onto the stage.    

"I didn't expect you to be a hidden expert." The pressure in Ellis's heart increased as he stared at Zhang Han. He was on guard, afraid that Zhang Han would slap him with his palm in the next second.    

"You haven't thought of much."    

Zhang Han said while beaming.    

The smile chilled Ellis.    

He laughed dryly, "The virtual city is also competing. Look, you've already come to me, so I must cut you down. The reality is different. If I kill you, you will really die. Tell me first, do you want to kill me?"    

"And if so?" Zhang Han asked.    

"Then I'll admit defeat. This joke cannot be laughed at." Ellis said.    

He seemed to know that he was not Zhang Hanyang's match.    

"And if not?" Zhang Han said again.    

"Then I'll have to spar with you." Ellis's eyes were fierce.    

This fellow was brewing his own emotions.    

"Oh, then I won't beat you to death."    

Zhang Han nodded his head and suddenly struck out with his palm.    

This was a simple technique, but it contained a remarkable ability.    

An enormous energy palm-print was like a large mountain as it slammed down from above.    

Bang!    

A low thud was heard as he hit Ellis's shield.    

"Hahaha!" I'm on guard too! "It seems like your palm isn't very good." Ellis laughed.    

"In that palm attack just now, I used thirty percent of my strength."    

Zhang Han smiled slightly, his palm continued to strike down.    

It was unending, like raindrops coming one after another.    

"Holy sh * t!"    

Based on Ellis' spiritual sense, he was a bit confused by the number of slaps.    

He finally understood one thing.    

Zhang Hanyang wanted to beat him up!    

"Boom, boom, boom, boom ?"    

Ten, twenty, thirty.    

Ellis finally couldn't take it anymore. He was slapped until he fell on the stage. His breath was a mess and he almost fainted. He muttered:    

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, stop hitting me."    

When the three commentators saw this, they immediately followed up and said:    

"Challenge to the second arena, Zhang Hanyang wins!"    

"He is currently ranked second, and only the number one is left, and he is still publicly acknowledged as number one, Ye Qingchen! How exactly will he accept the challenge? "    

"Ye Qingchen, do you accept the challenge?"    

"Accept." Ye Qingchen said, "Give him a few hours of rest. I want to fight you at your peak condition, otherwise, I will not be able to win."    

Crash.    

Ye Qingchen's words once again stirred up a clamor.    

Perhaps if someone else were to say this, they would feel very arrogant. However, if it was Ye Qingchen who said this, everyone would feel that it was very normal.    

This was the charm of the strong. When the strong were doing things, their fart would be fragrant. Many people would fight over it to smell it.    

"No need to rest." Zhang Han said directly.    

"Hehe, from the time you fought # 96 until now, how much spiritual energy is left in your body?" Ye Qingchen smiled mockingly, "Arrogance is not a good habit."    

"I have 20% left, it's enough to fight you." Zhang Han said casually.    

"Zhang Hanyang, you're too arrogant. I'm not them, you can't imagine my trump card." Ye Qingchen furrowed his brows.    

"Whiz!"    

Zhang Han did not reply him, and directly jumped onto the stage.    

This was the first arena that belonged to the first rank of the Earth Dragon Rankings.    

"Cut the crap, just get started." Zhang Han said.    

"The first round of the competition is being challenged by Zhang Hanyang. It's about to begin."    

The commentator was unable to keep up with the two. One of them asked the other to rest, but the other didn't.    

How long had it been since the beginning?    

Zhang Hanyang challenged the combat arena from the 96th to the 1st arena.    

If they hadn't personally witnessed this process, many people wouldn't have believed them.    

What kind of joke was this?    

In just an hour or two, he had won so many opponents?    

However, this was the truth. Sometimes, the truth was even more exaggerated than one could imagine.    

"Zhang Hanyang, I admit that you are very strong. I might not be your match."    

Ye Qingchen's voice was cold.    

As he spoke, a blade appeared in his left hand. Holding a shield in his right hand and wearing silver armour, he charged forward.    

Every step he took on the arena caused a dull sound to ring out. From the sound, it could be seen that Ye Qingchen's armor was very heavy.    

Clang clang ?    

Ye Qingchen directly rushed over.    

At this moment, the entire arena was deathly silent.    

Everyone's heart seemed to stop beating.    

Very nervous.    

Was Zhang Hanyang going to be unrivalled, or was Ye Qingchen going to be the champion?    

Regardless of who wins or loses, the result will always be admirable.    

Zhang Hanyang had already challenged so many people. Even if he lost, being number two proved how strong he was.    

However, many of the lights from his consecutive victories were shifted towards Ye Qingchen.    

The strong were respected, the strong above the weak.    

Clang clang clang!    

Under many nervous gazes, Ye Qingchen got closer and closer to Zhang Han, and at the same time, Zhang Han did not release that terrifying palm imprint either.    

He calmly looked at Ye Qingchen.    

Gradually, Ye Qingchen was only a dozen meters away from Zhang Han.    

The corner of his mouth curved into a cold smile.    

"Everyone knows that I am still a powerful body cultivator, but they do not know that in the vast tianlong's Star Province, I am the body cultivator number one on the Earth Dragon Board!"    

Swish!    

Following Ye Qingchen's words, he raised the long saber in his hand and chopped down at a close distance.    

The destructive saber light seemed to have turned into a sun as it emitted a dazzling light. The surging waves of energy swept through everyone's vision.    

"Watch me break your winning streak!"    

Ye Qingchen fiercely roared.    

He leaped up, and his second blade followed closely after the first blade of light.    

Weng! *    

Zhang Han pressed his hands forward.    

A wave of golden light smashed forward horizontally.    

"Demonic Sound Method!"    

Chu Qingyi's eyes slightly narrowed, she was even more certain of the relationship between this person and herself.    

Clang!    

Ye Qingchen felt as if his ears were exploding.    

He felt a bit dizzy.    

He immediately activated his martial arts defense and broke the control of the second strike.    

As for the first blade beam, it was easily dispelled by Zhang Han's left hand with a slap. The second blade did not create any kind of pressure at all.    

"Ha!"    

Ye Qingchen's right hand held onto the shield as he viciously smashed it towards Zhang Han.    

The number one Body Cultivator, how powerful would his close range attack be?    

Those who knew Ye Qingchen could not help but shake their heads:    

"It's about to end. He should not have let that terrifying fellow, Ye Qingchen, get close to him."    

"That's right, Ye Qingchen has never lost a close combat."    

"Although Zhang Hanyang is strong, but in close combat, he is not Ye Qingchen's match. He is number one in the younger generation, how can he joke around?"    

Within Ye Qingchen's eyes, the light of victory had already blossomed.    

To have the audacity to face his attack head on and even defend against it with his strongest shield attack, it was no exaggeration to say that this strike was comparable to the pressure of Taishan!    

"We won!"    

Ye Qingchen increased his strength.    

Boom!    

A strong sound wave spread out in all directions. The secret technique on Ye Qingchen's shield also swept out, turning into thousands of threads that covered the area where the two were at.    

"Who will win!"    

The commentator shouted.    

And then they stopped talking and all their eyes were focused on the center of the energy.    

When the light dissipated.    

"Hiss!"    

"What!"    

"No, no, no! This is impossible!"    

Under the gazes of everyone present.    

Ye Qingchen held the shield in his hand and continued to slap forward. His body was suspended two meters in the air and on the shield, a hand was placed on top of it. It was like a stone being sucked in, firmly holding the shield.    

But Zhang Hanyang only extended his left hand out.    

One hand was able to withstand Ye Qingchen's attack?    

"You?"    

Ye Qingchen was stunned.    

What was going on?    

How could he be so strong?    

Even a normal peak Soul Formation cultivator would be seriously injured by his attack.    

But how could he endure it so easily?    

"Do you think you're the only Body Cultivator?"    

Zhang Han revealed a cold smile.    

The formidable power of the Five Elements Immortal Body was concentrated in his left hand and was ruthlessly thrown backwards as if he was holding Ye Qingchen.    

Bang bang bang bang ?    

In just three seconds, he had smashed it fifteen times.    

Ye Qingchen was completely stunned.    

He felt as if a parent was beating their son up.