"Broken. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He let out a low shout, and the sword curtain suddenly spun around, and a suction force came out from the center, and the blue raindrops that shot out deviated from their original trajectory, falling into the sword curtain and shattering.

"Jin Lingjue's incarnation sword technique. The three elders on the high platform showed a look of surprise, "To be able to use it to this level, Yu Sheng's talent is almost the same as that of Han Yi three years ago." ”

He said this, but no one answered him.

On the martial arts stage, Han Yan's face changed greatly, these blue raindrops were the most powerful moves he had cultivated so far, and they were broken so easily.

"I threw in the towel. Han Yan shook his head and put his sword into the sheath, "Young Master Yu is really powerful, I'm afraid your cultivation is infinitely close to the spirit master realm." ”

Han Yusheng smiled, didn't answer, turned around and swept off the stage.

The three martial arts platforms on the other side are still fighting in full swing, and the two figures are fighting back and forth, and it seems that their strength is almost the same. Han Yi glanced at it and retracted his gaze, such a white-hot battle would not end until the spiritual power of both sides was exhausted, or one side had a flaw.

"No. 1 played Wutai, Han Yi fought against Han Linyu. ”

Hearing his name, Han Yi walked to the No. 1 martial arts platform, exerted force under his feet, and flew lightly to the martial arts platform. A moment later, a young boy flew up and landed across from him.

"Brother Han Yi, it's been a long time. Han Linyu clenched his fists at Han Yi.

"Do we know each other?" Han Yi looked puzzled.

"Well, I asked Brother Han Yi here three years ago, when Brother Han Yi was still the first day of the Han family, I am naturally not your opponent. ”

"When you say this, does it mean that I have lost my spiritual power cultivation now, so you will have a chance to avenge the revenge of the past?" Han Yi was expressionless.

"Naturally not. Han Linyu smiled, "I just feel nostalgic, after three years, we are standing on the same martial arts stage again." ”

"You don't have to hope, this time, you're going to lose. Han Yi said lightly.

"Hahaha, Brother Han Yi is still the same as before, arrogant and domineering. Han Linyu laughed, "Then, I'll ask for advice, why do you still have so much confidence after three years?"

He flew and drew his sword, and the silver light flashed out, straight to Han Yi's throat.

Han Yi didn't dodge or dodge, the sword was pointed straight at his throat, but it came to a dangerous stop.

"What, is Brother Han Yi going to admit defeat?" Han Linyu looked at Han Yi, a little puzzled.

"I just don't think your sword can hurt me. ”

After Han Yi finished speaking, he grabbed the blade of the sword. Han Linyu didn't expect such a change, he was shocked, and wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but the sword was grasped in Han Yi's hand, as if it had been melted into one by molten iron, no matter how hard he tried, he was motionless.

Unable to regain the long sword from Han Yi's hand, Han Linyu could only give up, and he resolutely flew back and kept his distance from Han Yi.

Han Yi held the sword body with both hands, his arm exerted force, and the long sword was extremely bent, breaking from it with a thud. Han Linyu watched from afar, his face was ugly.

Without that sword, it would be difficult for him to use what he had learned. This is equivalent to a big reduction in his strength, how can he fight with Han Yi.

He shook his head and said.

"I threw in the towel. ”

"Next time, don't stop when the blade reaches my throat, or you'll still lose. ”

After Han Yi finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Han Linyu looked at his back and smiled bitterly. Three years ago, he was not his opponent, and three years later, he lost his cultivation, but he didn't expect that he was still not his opponent.

After the battle between the two ended, the second round of the other three martial arts arenas had just begun. Han Yi walked to the corner of the martial arts arena and leaned against a big tree to look at the sky, his eyes lonely.

Rustle, a small fox jumped down from a tree and landed on his shoulder, a fluffy fox tail rubbing against his face.

Han Yi grabbed it, put it in front of his eyes, and pretended to be angry.

"Hey, where have you been these two days? Do you know if anyone is worried about you?"

The little fox lowered its head, with a guilty look in its eyes, it glanced at Han Yi and quickly lowered its head.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk about you. He put the little fox back on his shoulder, "Remember not to run around in the future, if you meet a bad person, I won't save you." ”

Han Yi snorted heavily, and the little fox licked his face with his tongue, feeling a little itchy.

"Okay, okay, forgive you. He took the little fox in his arms and gently touched its little head, "Xiaoyou, you are not allowed to run around in the future, do you know?"

Squeak, squeak, the little fox whispered and nodded.

Under the stage of the martial arts in the distance, those children of the side family watched Han Yi frolicking with a little fox under the tree, with a strange look on their faces.

"This guy seems to have changed a lot. ”

"Yes, I remember how he used to be a very conceited man, how could he frolic with a fox like this. ”

"Even if there have been changes in the past three years since we lost our talents, we all see in our eyes, do you think it is possible for such a person who has low self-esteem and hides all his resentment in his heart?"

"No way. ”

"yes, it's impossible, I don't know what's going on in this guy's mind right now. ”

"Forget it, he's thinking about something and doesn't care about us. ”

"Well, yes, let's concentrate on the game. ”

About half an hour later, the quarterfinals finally came to an end, and the semi-finals began. After Han Yi returned to the crowd with the little fox, he waited for the referee to read his name, and then went on stage to compete.

"No. 1 played Wutai, Han Yusheng fought against Han Xu. ”

"No. 2 played Wutai, Han Yang fought against Han Yutong. ”

"No. 3 played Wutai, Han Yi fought against Han Long. ”

"No. 4 plays Wutai, Han Tian fights Han Ming. ”

"No. 3 Martial Arts Stage. Han Yi walked over, flew up and jumped up to stand, his opponent Han Long was ready to wait for him.

"Your physical body is very powerful, and I'm very interested in your cultivation method, why don't we make a bet?" Han Long said in a dull voice.

Han Yi looked up at Han Long, he was only wearing a linen vest, his exposed arm muscles were knotted, and his complexion was as dull as bronze, giving people a feeling of strength and danger.

"Oh, bet, I don't know what you want to bet on?" Han Yi became interested, it seemed that this descendant named Han Long was cultivating a body refining spirit technique.

"Just bet on winning or losing this battle, if you lose, I want the method of refining the body in your hand. ”

"What if you lose?"

"If I lose. Han Long lowered his head and thought for a moment, "I can't give you my body refining spirit technique, this is the family's rule, but I can be your subordinate and help you fight." ”

"Ugh. Han Yi was stunned for a moment, this guy was really funny.

The children of the family in the audience let out a burst of laughter, and Han Long glared angrily.

"What's so funny, I ...... I don't have anything of value to bet on. ”

The four elders on the high platform raised their hands to cover their faces, and secretly said that the stinky boy is really embarrassing, what is it called to bet on worthless things, how poor our family is.

Han Yi looked at him and nodded with a smile.

"Okay, just do as you say. ”

Han Long laughed, his hands joined together to form a seal, and a burst of earthy yellow aura rose from his body, covering his whole body, and the skin on his body slowly turned from bronze to gray-black, looking like a hard rock.

"Xuanyan Jue, no wonder you have such confidence. Han Yi suddenly saw this exercise in the family's collection three years ago, so he had some impressions. If I remember correctly, Fourth Elder Han Yun also seems to have cultivated this spiritual technique.

"Come on. Han Long stepped out and rushed towards Han Yi, smashing down his big fist.

"Xiaoyou, hide it, don't move. Han Yi commanded in a low voice, and the running Kui Long Jue flew out, the muscles of his whole body began to beat restlessly, the muscles of his arms and shoulders bulged high, and the slim white robe was supported by muscles, and it looked like Han Yi's whole person seemed to be one size bigger.

Boom, two fists, one big and one small, collided, and the martial arts platform shook violently, and Han Long and Han Yi retreated a few steps at the same time.

"To be able to collide with Han Long, who cultivates the Xuanyan Technique, without falling behind, how strong is this Han Yi's physical body. ”

Someone among the descendants exclaimed.

"Good job, come on, Han Yi. ”

Someone in the side of the family suddenly shouted, and his face looked very excited.

Han Yi on the martial arts stage was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at it, but he didn't expect that there would be someone shouting and cheering for him.

A moment later, all the side disciples shouted at the same time.

"Come on Han Yi, you are the pride of our side children. ”

"Come on Han Yi, defeat him, and win the first place. ”

"Yes, not only to beat him, but also to win the first place. ”

"Come on. ”

Han Yi turned his back to those side disciples and couldn't help but smile. I don't know why, but some inexplicable emotions spread in my heart. That emotion, he didn't understand until much later.

That's something called belonging, he belongs to the Han family, belongs to this family, and the dead child actually longs to be recognized by the clan. He was once a genius, but he accidentally fell and became a waste. In those countless difficult nights, he must have dreamed of one day standing on this place again, and his people cheered for him.

Then his light will illuminate everyone's eyes, everyone's face, and everyone's future.

The elders on the high platform looked at those side disciples shouting for Han Yi, looked at each other and smiled, this scene was so similar to three years ago, except that at that time, they worshiped Han Yi more, but now they are more expectant.

"They are very optimistic about you and think you will win. Han Long punched out, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and his face widened with anger, "But I will shatter their hopes." ”

"You don't have the qualifications, and you don't have the strength. Han Yi took a step forward, swung his fist and collided with Han Long, the bombardment of the fist collision was loud and dull, and his face was expressionless, "Only this time, I fight for them, so I must not lose." ”