Han Sen looked at Xue Yi Yang, who was like a demon of ice and snow. He was surprised.
Xue Yi Yang seemed to be using Jadeskin, but it was different from the one Han Sen was practicing.
Although Han Sen's Jadeskin was easier to practice in a cold environment, his body temperature was only two or three degrees lower than the average person's. That was why he could not gather such a cold presence.
If Xue Yi Yang was like an ancient block of ice, then Han Sen was like a piece of cold jade. They were both hyper geno arts, but they were very different.
"Make your move. When I make my move, you will not have the chance to make your move." Xue Yi Yang looked at Han Sen coldly.
"Little Feng Feng, can Little Sen Sen really do it?
This Xue Yi Yang is annoying, but his Jadeskin is very strong. "Lin Wei Wei looked at Xue Yi Yang, who was like an ancient block of ice. She couldn't help but ask Lin Feng again.
"He should be able to do it." Lin Feng smiled. He was not nervous.
Although he had not seen Han Sen in a long time, he had heard from Tang Zhen Liu about Han Sen's recent situation. Based on what he knew about Han Sen, he did not think Xue Yi Yang could beat Han Sen.
Han Sen was just watching, but he could not tell if Xue Yi Yang's Jadeskin was better or worse than his. So, he stopped being polite. His body started to glow, and his whole body became like an ice crystal.
"Eh, Little Sensen is really something. I didn't expect him to master Micro Crystal at such a young age." Lin was slightly surprised.
Han Sen looked like he was in his early twenties, but he had learned Micro Crystal, a hyper geno art that required decades of practice. His talent was shocking.
"He has learned Micro Crystal. This person is not simple."
"Really? How old is he? How did he learn Micro Crystal?"
"Micro Crystal is a low-level Qi Gong, but to be able to learn it at such a young age, his talent is scary."
"As expected of Lin Feng's friend. His talent is terrifying."
"Which is better, Micro Crystal or Jadeskin?"
"Theoretically speaking, Micro Crystal is far inferior to Jadeskin. But Han Sen's Micro Crystal has already mastered it, while Xue Yi Yang's Jade Skin is only at the beginner level. It is hard to say who will win."
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The people of the four families were all talking. There was a man who looked a bit like Xue Yi Yang. He sat to the side and looked at the two people coldly. There was no emotion in his eyes.
"Xue Yi Kuang, it looks like your little brother has met his match." Next to the cold man, a bookish man smiled and said.
"The only enemy of the Xue Clan is the Xue Clan."
Xue Yi Kuang said coldly. He did not take the man's words to heart. His confidence was suffocating.
"Is that so?" The bookish man laughed, but he did not say anything else.
Han Sen did not say anything. He threw a punch. He was using all of his power. He knew how crazy Jadeskin was, so he did not dare underestimate the Xue Clan. He used all of his power.
His heart was beating like crazy. His jade-like body broke through the air, making the air explode. He was like a humanoid machine, and he came in front of Xue Yi Yang.
Xue Yi Yang's eyes were cold, and his lips curled into an evil smile. He stepped forward, and it was as if the whole world was being swept away by a cold wind. He threw a punch to meet Han Sen's fist.
Pang!
The two fists collided, causing the air to explode. The air flowed in all directions, but neither of them took half a step back. This punch was actually evenly matched.
But a moment later, Xue Yi Yang's face changed. A trickle of blood came out of his mouth.
Everyone was in shock. They did not expect that one punch would injure Xue Yi Yang.
Han Sen's eyes were cold, and he continued to punch Xue Yi Yang. Xue Yi Yang roared and raised his fist to fight back, but this time, it was even weaker.
The two fists collided, and Xue Yi Yang's mouth and nose bled. He was no match for Han Sen, and he stumbled back two or three steps.
Han Sen was like a crystal jade demon. He kept throwing punch after punch. Xue Yi Yang wanted to dodge, but he could not. Han Sen's punches landed on his body. Although he used his arms to block them, he was still knocked back. He kept coughing up blood.
Everyone was frozen. No one had expected Han Sen to be so strong. He had beaten Xue Yi Yang to the point where he couldn't even fight back. That scary shadow was like an ancient demon god. The power he wielded was frightening.
Ji Qing Qiu's face was no longer smiling. She did not expect Xue Yi Yang to lose, and in such a humiliating manner. He was injured by Han Sen's first punch, and after that, he was unable to fight back. He was punched repeatedly by Han Sen, and blood came out of his orifices. He screamed, but he was unable to fight back.
Ji Yanran was both surprised and happy. Although she knew Han Sen was strong, she did not expect him to be able to beat the Xue family so badly.
"Holy sh * t! He is too strong. Where did this guy come from? He cannot be from a Qi Gong family, can he?"
"Is Micro Crystal that strong?
It can suppress Jadeskin? "
"Strong! Very strong!"
"The Ji family has gained a very strong character."
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Xue Yi Kuang's eyes changed. In a low voice, he said, "Yin Force."
"Very strong Yin Force. To be able to train Yin Force to this level, I do not think any evolver can compare to him," the bookish man complimented.
Xue Yi Kuang grunted and did not speak. He looked at Han Sen with a murderous look.
Boom!
Xue Yi Yang was hit by another punch. He felt as if his organs were going to explode. His heart felt as if it was going to explode. He roared, and the light around his body changed. His body expanded, and his appearance changed. He became a red-eyed demon. He was being oppressed by Han Sen, and he had used his beast soul.
Many people looked down on Xue Yi Yang's actions, but he had been forced into a corner. If he did not admit defeat, he would have had to use his beast soul power.
With the addition of his beast soul, Xue Yi Yang's power increased tremendously. His eyes were cold, and he threw a punch at Han Sen. With the boost of his power, it was as if he had teleported in front of Han Sen. His fist was aimed at Han Sen's face.
The punch was as crazy as a demon's, and no one could follow it with their eyes.
Pang!
Han Sen did not move. He did not look at the fist that was about to hit his face. He raised his right hand and knocked Xue Yi Yang's arm away.