"There's still half an hour before the competition ends. Let's see if you can advance within this time!" said Chu Qingyi.

The sword flashed with radiance.

Zhang Han was very straightforward. He didn't resist at all and was directly killed.

"I'd better save some time to think of a way to advance."

Swoosh!

Zhang Han's figure disappeared and he was resurrected in another place.

He had more than 30,000 ...