"It's too strong, do it again!"

After a defeat, Han Yun once again unleashed the wings of the War Spirit.

This time, Han Yun was extremely careful to control the battle qi, and the battle qi was running, and Han Yun's body slowly floated under the wings of the war spirit.

"Hahaha...... It's an amazing feeling!"

On his first flight, Han Yun's eyes were full of excitement.

Although I have also been on a plane in my previous life, this feeling of flying out of thin air is really fucking cool!

"Buzz ......"

Han Yun's mind fluctuated, and the battle qi instantly got out of control, and Han Yun's body fell directly.

"Bump!"

The ground shook violently.

But he didn't know the joy on Han Yun's face.

"This war spirit wing, not only needs the right battle qi, but also keeps the mind in a calm state......"

Sitting cross-legged, Han Yun began to ponder the mystery within.

The next day, Han Yun was finally able to reluctantly control the War Spirit Wings to glide slowly, but the posture of his pretentious posture made people can't help but wipe their sweat.

"Lao Tzu can fly too!"

On the mountain peaks.

Han Yun let out a long roar, and a bold word suddenly appeared in Han Yun's heart.

Being able to fly is just the beginning.

He, Han Yun, will one day stand on the top of the peak and accept everyone's worship.

"Keep practicing!"

Han Yun calmed down and continued to practice the control of the Battle Spirit Wings.

Time passes slowly.

A day was spent in Han Yun's practice.

The next day, Han Yun unfurled the wings of the war spirit, and rushed towards Xuantian Peak carelessly, looking at Han Yun's illusory wings that spread out three or four feet, and the crowd passing by, their eyes were full of envy.

The wings of the War Spirit, that is the symbol of the War Spirit.

"Look, it seems to be Han Yun, the person who humiliated the three princes of the Moon Spirit Kingdom last time!"

"That's right, it's really him!"

"I heard that the Seventh Prince, a genius disciple of the Moon Spirit Kingdom, is here today!"

"The Seventh Prince, that's the top powerhouse of the War King realm, I heard that he killed three sixth-level demon beasts in the Northern Regions Mountain Range last time, it seems that there is a good show to watch this time!"

"Good show, in the face of the war king, this person is afraid that he will kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

......

The sound of discussion came into Han Yun's eyes.

"The Seventh Prince?"

Han Yun frowned slightly.

The information of the Seven Princes of the Moon Spirit Kingdom appeared in Han Yun's mind.

Name: Tiangang Li.

Age: Seventeen years old.

Cultivation: Rank 3 War King.

Skill: Good at the Moon Spirit Phantom of the Moon Spirit Country, and has a special physique, the Moon Spirit Body.

After reading the introduction of the Seven Princes, Han Yun's expression couldn't help but rise a little solemnly.

The third-level war king, at the age of seventeen, this talent can only be described as terrifying.

What's more, in the summary of talents given to Han Yun by the Charm Bone Fairy, this person was able to rank seventh.

"War King, but if you want to kill me, I'm afraid Han Yun won't let you get your wish!"

In Han Yun's eyes, a terrifying divine light rose.

Immediately, the battle qi shook, the body method unfolded, and Han Yun's figure quickly disappeared into the sky, and at that speed, ordinary war divisions could only see a light and shadow passing by.

On Xuantian Peak.

Xuantian Sect's martial arts arena, twenty rings, stood on the martial arts arena, and outside the martial arts arena, there were countless crowds.

When Han Yun came to the martial arts arena, the battle had already begun.

Look up at Ring One.

The two men confronted each other, the Qi Observation Technique unfolded, and the cultivation of the two of them was not hidden, one was a seventh-level war master, and one was a third-level war spirit.

Fighting, without the slightest suspense.

In a moment, the seventh-level Great War Division automatically conceded defeat.

Han Yun shook his head slightly, raised his head and looked at the other rings again, in each ring, there were two people with weak strength fighting.

"This Northern Regions Heavenly Son List, the purpose of the first round of the ring battle should be to clean up the warriors of these great war divisions!"

A flash of realization rose in Han Yun's heart.

"Ring 17 78th Ring Battle, No. 338 vs. No. 337!"

A deep voice suddenly sounded on the martial arts arena.

"I ......"

A glint flashed in Han Yun's eyes.

"Hahaha...... It's finally my turn, who is number 338, come out and admit defeat!"

A hearty voice attracted the attention of most of the people in the martial arts arena.

I saw an arrogant man, spreading a pair of illusory wings, flying up from the crowd, his eyes sweeping around, like a king on high.

"Second-level war spirit?"

Han Yun frowned.

The information he filled in was only a seventh-level battle master, but the person fighting against him was a second-level war spirit, which clearly showed that he didn't want him to enter the next round of the competition.

"Who's it? Get out of here......

Seeing that Han Yun didn't answer, the man suddenly began to shout arrogantly.

"It's me?"

Han Yun's deep voice came out.

The people around saw Han Yun answering, and hurriedly made way for Han Yun.

However, as soon as they saw Han Yun's cultivation, the people around him immediately glanced at Han Yun with pity.

Seventh-level Great War Division vs. Second-level War Spirit?

After everyone saw Han Yun's cultivation, they suddenly lost interest one by one, and turned their heads to watch the battles in the other rings.

The battle in the seventeenth ring, if it is not expected, it is estimated that it will not take a minute, and Han Yun will be knocked out of the ring by the man.

And Han Yun of the main master.

Of course, I also know the eyes of the people.

Although his cultivation has entered the realm of a first-level battle spirit, there is a hidden qi technique, and Han Yun's cultivation looks like he is only at the realm of a seventh-level battle master.

"The realm of the Great War Master?"

When the man saw Han Yun's cultivation, he couldn't help but have a sneer in his eyes, and shouted disdainfully: "The waste of the Great War Division, you better admit defeat directly!"

"Throw in the towel?"

Han Yun ignored the man.

Then he walked towards the ring step by step.

The expressions of everyone who saw this scene suddenly condensed slightly, and the figure in the ring seemed to be a little different.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would have been frightened and panicked long ago.

But on Han Yun's face, they didn't even see the slightest change, as if he didn't pay attention to the ring match in front of him.

"You dare to ignore me?"

Seeing that Han Yun ignored him, the man's eyes suddenly showed a little annoyance.

The eyes around him fell on the man's eyes, more like mocking him.

"Boy, I've decided to cripple you!"

The man looked at Han Yun, who had finally stepped into the ring, and shouted coldly.

"Crippled?"

Han Yun shook his head slightly, and then replied lightly: "I remembered your request, and you like to be crippled, then I will fulfill you!"

"Fulfill me?" hahaha......"

The man was slightly stunned, then laughed mockingly, raised his head, looked at Han Yun and said with disdain:

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know!

"I'm a disciple of the Battle Martial Academy, do you know how big the gap between us is? I'm a second-level war spirit, and you're just a waste of a seventh-level war master!"

The man looked at Han Yun and said with a mocking face.

"War Martial Academy?"

Han Yun raised his eyebrows, this name seemed to be somewhat familiar.