A Flood Dragon Is No More Than This
Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations
Based on Han Fei's current performance, he knew that he hadn't reached the level of a peerless Heavenly Talent.
Many people were even looking forward to Han Fei winning all three battles. As long as he won the third battle, Han Fei's ranking would immediately be fixed at about 5,000th place. He could only challenge those above him, not those below.
Most of the strong masters' rankings were high, so Han Fei's challenge became more and more difficult. And the real strong masters were not afraid of Han Fei's challenge.
It was just a challenge. Defeating a Heavenly Talent was something to remember.
In the field.
A hundred seconds had passed. Amidst the discussion, the referee shouted, "The third ranking competition has officially begun…"
As usual, Han Fei didn't attack immediately.
Lu Feiming didn't attack immediately either. He sneered. "I suggest you use your saber. Otherwise, if I really attack, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."