Chapter 11: The Battle in the Ring
"Expelled from the Han family!"
Outside the martial arts arena, Han Yun slowly stopped, looking at the majestic figure on the audience, the corners of Han Yun's lips were slightly hooked.
In the entire Han family, there is only one Han Yun who has not become a war disciple over the age of fifteen!
Han Zhan's words are clearly meant to be told to him!
"In this test, as long as the cultivator has reached the battle master and the age is not more than twenty years old, he can participate, and then let the Great Elder announce the test rules!"
Han Zhan's voice rolled out, and with Han Zhan's voice, everyone's eyes fell on the figure next to Han Zhan.
The figure looked a little old, but the breath on his body was extremely deep.
Han Li, the strongest man in the Han family.
"Ahem......"
The old man coughed lightly, and the martial arts arena was suddenly silent.
"The old man is the elder of the Han family, this Han family test is announced by the old man, the test rules are very simple, there are ten rings in the martial arts arena, and after three hours, the person who can stay in the ring is the winner of this test!"
As the old man spoke, a terrifying light rose from his eyes.
A vast and boundless aura spread out from the old man's body, and in the entire martial arts arena, except for Zhang Yu, everyone's expressions were respectful.
The War King, the first powerhouse of the Han family, turned out to be a War King.
On the Xuanling Continent, the warriors from low to high are nine levels: Warrior, Warrior, Warrior, Warrior, Warrior, Spirit, King, Emperor, Sect, and Honorable.
Among the nine levels, those who can enter the battle division are considered strong.
And the strong war kings are only a handful of the three kingdoms in the entire Northern Regions.
"The test starts now!"
The old man smiled with satisfaction, and then slowly sat down in his seat.
It wasn't until the old man sat back in his seat that the martial arts arena boiled again, and the disciples of the Han family were flushed.
Ring battles.
The Han family's test turned out to be a battle in the ring.
"What's going on with these old guys?"
Han Yun frowned slightly, fighting in the ring, so that the one who can stay in the ring in the end is not necessarily the top ten masters of the Han family!
"Interesting!"
Zhang Yu spread his legs and sat on the chair and drank a cup of tea very comfortably.
As if he had a feeling in his heart, Zhang Yu's eyes suddenly shot towards a corner of the martial arts arena, and the smile on Zhang Yu's face suddenly became a little thicker.
Fight in the ring, this time there is a drama to watch!
"Ring battle, this time it turned out to be a ring battle, even if I don't become a disciple of Xuantian Sect this time, my Ye Li will not be worth the trip!"
"It's definitely a battle for the dragon!"
......
One conversation after another rang out on the martial arts arena.
On the martial arts arena, the eyes became mysterious, and half an hour passed, and no one in the ten rings went up.
"Master Han, it seems that it is still a little exciting enough!"
Zhang Yu looked at Han Zhan, and there was a slight inexplicable smile in his eyes.
"Ahem...... That one...... President Zhang can wait a moment!"
Han Zhan looked at Zhang Yu, his face was slightly red, and he turned his head to look at the many Han family disciples, with a slight annoyance in his eyes.
"Alas...... When people are old, they just like some stimulating things, and no one goes up, so it's better for the old man to add a fire!"
Zhang Yu stood up, and a terrifying light suddenly rose in his eyes.
Then the voice rolled out: "This seat is the president of the Martial Arts Guild, and those who get the first place in the Han family's test today can join my Martial Arts Guild unconditionally, and at the same time reward a ground-level first-grade wood spirit sword!"
"It's President Zhang!"
"A disciple of the Martial Arts Guild?"
"Ground-level first-grade spirit sword?"
......
The entire martial arts arena instantly boiled.
"Is what President Zhang said true?"
Han Zhan stood up and looked at Zhang Yu with the same shocked face.
Martial arts guild, although as long as a martial artist can register as a member of the guild, there are very few people who can join the guild and become a disciple of the guild.
In the entire Han family, there are only three.
Among the three, one is Han Feng, and two are Han Li, the first strong man of the Han family, and one of the strong men of the Han family.
Each of the three is talented!
Now, Zhang Yu actually gave the Han family such an opportunity, and the disciples of the Han family had never entered the Martial Arts Guild at the same time.
Joining the Martial Arts Guild is not only a symbol of strength, but also a great benefit to the Han family.
"What I promised, how have you ever deceived anyone?"
Zhang Yu glanced at Han Zhan indifferently, and the smile in his eyes seemed a little elusive.
"Thank you, President!"
Han Zhan hurriedly thanked him.
"I, Han Qiong, defend the No. 1 ring, who will fight?"
A voice quickly rushed towards the No. 1 ring. The terrifying power made the people around the martial arts arena hurriedly make a way.
"Han Qiong, it turned out to be Han Qiong!"
"Han Qiong is a sixth-level battle master, he will definitely be able to get a place this time, and maybe even get the first place!"
......
There was a lot of discussion around, and Han Yun's eyes also fell on Han Qiong's body.
I saw that his face was indifferent, and in his eyes, a stream of fine light swept by, as if he felt Han Yun's eyes, and that sharp eyes stabbed towards Han Yun like lightning.
"Boom ......"
Zhihai trembled, and in front of Han Yun's eyes, it seemed that a supreme sword appeared, a terrifying sword aura, and a crazy attack on Han Yun.
"Sword Cultivation!"
Han Yun's brows were slightly solemn.
Sword cultivation is a special profession among martial artists, sword cultivation is extremely difficult to cultivate, and you need to understand the sword before cultivating, and similarly, once you become a sword cultivator, it is also very terrifying.
Although this person is a sixth-level battle master, his real strength is definitely comparable to the peak of a war master.
"Not bad!"
On the martial arts field, Zhang Yu nodded slightly.
"I, Han Li, defend the No. 2 ring, who will fight?"
"I'm Han Courage Shou No. 3 Ring ......"
......
Figures appeared one after another, and all of the ten rings were full of figures.
On the martial arts field, undercurrents are surging.
"Little one, I want to see where your limits are?"
On the martial arts field, a slight gleam flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes.
The purpose of his release of a ground-level sword was actually to lure Han Yun, and that day in the Martial Arts Guild, although he saw Han Yun's battle body, he always felt that Han Yun still had countless secrets on his body.
But unfortunately, he didn't know that Han Yun didn't look at the ground-level sword in his eyes at all.
In the corner, Han Yun couldn't help but snort.
These things that the Han family is engaged in are really a bit boring, he just wants to fight with Han Han to avenge Lian'er's blood hatred, and of course, complete the task by the way.
On the ten rings, ten figures stood proudly.
On the martial arts arena, no one went up to challenge these ten people.
"Han Li, I'm Han Han to fight!"
At this moment, an arrogant voice suddenly came, and then a figure rushed into the second ring like a ghost.
"Han Han!"
Han Yun stood up suddenly, and a terrifying cold light swept through Han Yun's eyes.
Han Han, it finally appeared!
His eyes were indifferent, and the red battle sticker in his hand was pinched into a ball by Han Yun, and a touch of violent killing intent burned in Han Yun's heart.