"Sis, you can do it! I know you can!"
Liu Ruojie exclaimed excitedly.
Liu Ruoxue nodded, rose, and walked toward the Ten Bronze Men arena.
Meanwhile, where Qin Hao stood...
"Feng Han's sword strike was fast."
Qin Hao pondered briefly, recalling Feng Han's strike. "Swordsmanship hinges on speed, ferocity, and precision! He didn't use much ice-attribute sword force in that strike, but his sword was fast—extremely fast! So fast you couldn't even see it clearly."
"Speed increases power. Combined with his ice-attribute sword force, that strike had already reached a terrifying level of power."
Qin Hao had seen something similar from Yuchi Yu of Imperial Extremity Valley.
Using the force of impact to enhance an attack's power!
"So that's how it works. Feng Han really is a monster," Zhu Jingming said with a sigh.
Zhu Jingsheng looked equally shaken and asked instinctively, "Qin Hao, if you faced Feng Han, what chance would you have of beating him?"
"Hard to say. Their fight just now didn't reveal Feng Han's true strength."
Qin Hao smiled faintly.
However, Qin Hao didn't tell them that while Feng Han's strike was fast, it wasn't fierce enough in his eyes.
On the Bronze Platform, Feng Han cast an indifferent glance at Jing Huai's pain-stricken face, then leaped down from the arena.
Only then did the deacon in charge of registration react. He announced loudly, "Feng Han wins and takes thirty-ninth place on the Bronze Ranking. Jing Huai drops one place."
As his words fell, the rankings scrolled across the enormous screen, and Feng Han's name appeared in thirty-ninth place.
Feng Han's appearance stirred even greater enthusiasm for the Bronze Platform challenges.
Many disciples who had passed the Ten Bronze Men trial attempted to challenge the Bronze Ranking, hoping to secure a place and enter the Stone