Chapter 75 One in A Hundred (1/2)
Chapter 75: One in A Hundred
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
”Do not be afraid, Dollar is on his own and we can join forces to get rid of him first,” a young man geared up and said.
”Exactly, let’s get rid of the little angel first.” Someone looked at Han Sen greedily, as if he were looking at a naked woman.
”Ha-ha, Dollar. I am a big fan, so I’ll try to be gentle with you.”
”Dollar, do not run, take my punch...”
Suddenly nearly a hundred people on the stage all threw themselves at Han Sen while yelling frantically.
”S*#t! What the heck? Shouldn’t my fans be protecting me rather than beating me up...” thought Han Sen bitterly.
Although these people looked menacing, they weren’t using any weapon. No one was trying to get involved in a desperate fight with Han Sen.
Basically, the stronger persons had all registered relatively early. Those who had waited until this time to register were most likely relatively weak or new to God’s Sanctuary.
Han Sen did not use any weapon either. Seeing the first person’s fist almost in his face, Han Sen moved slightly and dodged the blow. Using his hand as a knife, Han Sen attacked back with Bladestorm.
The man did not have time to react before he was cut on the back of his neck and fell directly to the ground.
Han Sen moved like the wind, flashing his hand knife. He could almost always get rid of an opponent with just one blow. Wherever he went people were thrown off their feet and it was like the scene after a tornado.
The best thing about learning Ghosthaunt was that Han Sen now knew the various aspects of the human body very well. Although he didn’t use Ghosthaunt, he was still able to use Bladestorm appropriately so that no one got seriously hurt when they were defeated.
Watching nearly a hundred opponents knocked out by Han Sen, many smiled and chose to quit after they got back on their feet.
”Dollar is out of this world.”
”Dollar my angel, you are so handsome.”
”I want to bear your children, Dollar!”
On the stands, the audience was roaring in excitement.
When the last opponent got off the stage, Han Sen was pleased with himself while waving at the audience. He thought, ”It seems I also have the potential of being a star. Should I say ‘give me ten more’ now? Never mind, what’s ten to me? I’ve already defeated a hundred.”
Han Sen automatically got into the next round. Just when he walked out of the martial hall, he saw a few young girls running to him, offering him a pen. They asked in slightly trembling voices, ”Dollar, can we have your signature?”
Han Sen paused as he didn’t expect this.
Fortunately, it took him only a second before he took the pen and said yes.
But the next second, Han Sen was embarrassed. These little girls only gave him a pen, but did not give him any kind of paper. Where should he sign?