C417 It's a pity you met me

The experts from the various families and sects were angered by Feng Han's arrogant words. If there was no age limit, there would be a person who would step forward to take care of Feng Han, but now that all the elites had been defeated, there was no one who could be his match.

"F * ck, he's really crazy."

"I never thought that this time, the champion of the Martial Arts Conference would be taken by a rogue cultivator. He has really slapped our big sects' faces!"

"…"

When the heavily injured Luo Qianshui returned to his clan's territory, he looked up at Zhao Qiang. Right now, he was the only person who could fight Feng Han.

The judge was also from a certain sect, and seeing that the champion was about to be taken away by a rogue cultivator, he felt very uncomfortable, so he asked loudly, "I shall ask one last time, is there anyone who wants to challenge the champion, Feng Han? If it wasn't for me, we would have officially announced that we will give him the prize. "

Zhao Qiang smiled evilly and started to walk forward.

Su Xiaoxiao and Zhou Qiner were stunned. Didn't they say that Zhao Qiang would not participate in the competition? Why did he suddenly change his mind?

At this moment, everyone on scene widened their eyes as they looked at Zhao Qiang who was walking onto the stage. Currently, only Duan Tiannan and a few Luo Clan members knew of his identity.

Feng Han was stunned for a whole minute before regaining his senses. He really did not expect that there would be someone who dared to challenge him under such circumstances.

"Brat, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a chance. As long as you step down from the stage, I can treat it as if nothing happened. Otherwise, if I break your legs, you won't be able to take care of yourself, haha!"

Zhao Qiang laughed coldly and said with ridicule, "I will make sure to become the champion with today's most popular style. Since you only want my legs, I will spare your life."

Feng Han did not expect Zhao Qiang to be even more arrogant than he was, and roared: "Brat, you must pay a heavy price for your actions!"

Duan Tianlang, who was not far away, clenched his fists tightly. He wished very much that Zhao Qiang would be killed by Feng Han.

Luo Xianshui could see how terrifying this move was and she started to worry for Zhao Qiang.

"Not bad. Interesting."

Under the shocked gaze of the other party, he slapped his palm onto Feng Han's chest and said, "You're not bad, it's a pity that you met me."

Feng Han spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his entire body flew out, and finally smashed into the ground. He didn't even have time to say any tough words before he fainted.

Everyone looked at Zhao Qiang in shock. The strong Feng Han could not even take one of Zhao Qiang's attacks, and Zhao Qiang had already taken one from Feng Han. It was just too terrifying.

Someone came back to their senses and cried out, "Grh!" Who was this fierce man!? How come I've never heard of it?

"There are many talents in the martial arts world. The future waves of the great river are stronger than the future waves of the great wave!" The Sect Leader of the Big Saber Sect sighed as he looked at Zhao Qiang standing in the arena.

"Young hero!"

"…"

Strong! Too strong! Luo Xianshui said in his heart.

Duan Tianlang's fingernails had already deeply pierced into his skin, causing his entire body to tremble. Although he knew that Zhao Qiang was experienced, he never thought that Zhao Qiang would be so terrifying.

Not far away, Long Jianfei brought along a tall and short old man and stared at Zhao Qiang who was standing on the stage.

"Young Master, I never thought that Feng Han would also lose."

"That's right!" "What a pity it's that string of Buddha beads." The short old man said hatefully.

Long Jianfei laughed coldly: What do you two idiots know? Buddha beads are important, but compared to destroying Zhao Qiang, it is nothing, Zhao Qiang is already in the competition, regardless of whether he wins the battle or loses, his fate is death, Feng Han is that person's beloved disciple!

Zhao Qiang took in everyone's expression and smiled. He looked at the referee and said, "You can announce the result now."

The judge nodded, he did not ask any more questions about the challenger's bullshit, what a joke, such a terrifying Feng Han could not even take one hit from Zhao Qiang. Looking at the audience, other than the experts from the older generation, who else was worthy to be Zhao Qiang's enemy?

"May I know your name, sir?"

"Zhao Qiang."

The referee looked at the audience and loudly announced, "I would like to officially announce that this year's champion is Mister Zhao Qiang."

The expert beside him respectfully handed the prize obtained from the champion to Zhao Qiang.

When Zhao Qiang accepted it, other than the buddhist beads, he didn't put anything else in his heart.

"The runner-up is Luo Xianshui from the Luo Family, and the runner-up is Lei Hong from the Big Saber Sect. Please come up to the stage and receive your prizes."

Luo Xianshui endured the pain as he walked up the stage.

Lei Hong was now a joke. He did not have face to stage and wanted a junior brother to fight in his stead.

"I declare the end of this session of the Southwest Martial Arts Conference. Everyone can leave the stage."

Zhao Qiang and Luo Xianshui left the arena, walked to the Duan Clan's territory with sullen faces, and stared at Duan Tianlang as they said in a deep voice, "I know you must hate me. I'll stand right here and give you a chance to take revenge."

Hearing that, Duan Tianlang was so angry that his lungs were about to burst, Zhao Qiang coming to beat him up was not putting him in his eyes, he knew that he was not Zhao Qiang's opponent, and currently, he could only rely on Duan Tianguo.

Those martial arts experts that were about to leave all stayed behind to watch the show with great interest. Many of the people that were hostile towards the Duan Clan were discussing amongst themselves.

Duan Tianguo shouted with a dark face: "Zhao Qiang, you're too arrogant, do you really think our Duan Clan is made of paper?"

Zhao Qiang spread out his hands and lightly said, "Whether it is paper or not, we can only know after testing it."

Duan Tianguo's face twitched, he really wanted to order his men to tear Zhao Qiang apart, but now, he was the only one who could fight Zhao Qiang, he did not have complete confidence in defeating Zhao Qiang, but if he fought, it would give them the chance to act, so he did not dare take the risk, and could only suppress his anger.

Zhao Qiang laughed disdainfully, stared at Duan Tianlang and said coldly, "Your father has already given up on you.

Duan Tianlang had a guess in his heart, but now that Zhao Qiang was admitting it with a smack on his face, Duan Tianlang bellowed in anger: I refuse to accept this, you dare to do something to me?

A cold light flashed across Zhao Qiang's eyes as he said, "It's very simple. If you don't accept it, I'll kill you."

Feeling a wave of killing intent crazily rushing towards him, Duan Tianlang's heart fiercely trembled. He fearfully took a few steps back, and did not dare to look Zhao Qiang in the eye, and fearfully lowered his head.

Zhao Qiang coldly swept a glance at everyone and disdainfully said, "It seems that you are convinced. There is no meaning in it."

With that, he turned and walked towards the direction of Su Xiaoxiao and Yue Shuang.

Duan Tianguo stared at Zhao Qiang's back, his fists were clenched tight, and veins were exposed on his face. He had never hated someone as much as now, and wanted to kill Zhao Qiang right away, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

"Xiao-Qin Er, there's nothing much to watch, let's go!"

"Yes."

Just then, Luo Xianshui walked over: "Mr. Zhao, two cute little sisters, my home is nearby, I sincerely invite you to my house as guests."

Seeing this scene, Duan Tianguo's face darkened even more. Luo Family had always had a grudge with the Duan Clan, but now that Luo Family had sent an invitation to Zhao Qiang, it was clear that it was publicly slapping his Duan Clan in the face.

Just as Zhao Qiang was about to answer, he heard a painful scream. Luo Xianshui's face darkened as he fell to the ground and fainted.