Narrow Victory Over the Black Flag!

"How is this possible? How could that kid possibly battle the president to a draw?"

While there were cheers from the Cold Union, the Black Association wore expressions of disbelief.

Speaking was Black Tyrant, and at this moment, his face had taken on a gloomy shade.

He now finally understood why Lin Han could defeat a Mortal martial warrior at the sixth stage with only the strength of a fifth-stage Mortal Martial Realm.

And at this moment, regardless of how the Black Flag concealed it, Lin Han could still sense a trace of astonishment from his deep gaze.

Obviously, Lin Han's battle against the Black Flag had astonished everyone.

"I have to say, kid, you really surprised me. However, just now I didn't exert all my strength. Next, I want to see how you can withstand my attacks!"

Suppressing the astonishment in his heart, the Black Flag then wore a fierce and ominous expression, looking at Lin Han.