When Han Ming walked into the council hall, the top ten juniors of the clan had already arrived, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Brother Han Ming!"

"Morning, Brother Han Ming!"

"Good morning, Brother Han Ming!"

Except for Han Bing, who had a cold face, everyone else stood up nervously to greet Han Ming.

Almost half of them had made sarcastic remarks about Han Ming during Han Ming's trough period, and Han Ming's current status in the Han family was already extraordinary, and the head of the family, Han Hui, had higher hopes for him than Han Ao, so they were all panicked.

After Han Ming greeted many of the top ten flatly, he sat on the big chair opposite Han Bing and waited for Han Hui, the head of the family, without saying anything.

The others saw that Han Ming was so peaceful, and they didn't mean to turn over the old accounts, so they relaxed and talked to each other, and after a while, the head of the family, Han Hui, arrived.

The top ten juniors all sat upright, Han Hui took a sip of tea, and finally spoke, "The main reason for letting you come this time is to distribute the clan rewards." ”

Han Ming was looking forward to it, not only Han Ming, but also other juniors.

"Han Ming!" Han Hui glanced up at Han Ming and smiled slightly.

Han Ming stood up solemnly, bowed to Han Hui, and walked in front of Han Hui.

"One year and three orders, the talent has awakened again, I am happy and proud of you!" Han Hui looked at Han Ming with a warm gaze, but a trace of shame appeared on his face, "You have been silent for three years, and I haven't helped you much, it's really ......"

Han Ming looked at the head of the family in front of him, thinking of the scene when his talent was lost at the beginning, and the anxious Han Hui took him everywhere to seek medical treatment, and it was Han Hui who stood at the top of the Han family all these years, so that no one dared to do anything out of the ordinary to his mother and son.

"The head of the family treats Han Ming as much as a mountain, and Han Ming remembers it in his heart, three years ago, I was not angry, and the head of the family does not have to mind. "What Han Ming said was what he thought in his heart.

For Han Hui and Han Bing's father and daughter, he really didn't have a trace of dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart, if it weren't for the silent help of the father and daughter, I'm afraid that Han Ming would have been several times more miserable in the past three years than before.

"Okay, now that you've recovered, don't talk about the past!" Han Hui's fingers probed the ring between his fingers, and a dark martial arts inheritance jade piece that emitted a faint fluorescence appeared on his palm, needless to say, this must be a middle-level martial art of breaking the army, and seeing the other juniors in this scene were all eyes straight.

"The martial art that was originally prepared was not it, but I saw that your black iron heavy sword was used well, so I replaced it with this fragment martial art for you, but unfortunately it is only a fragment, otherwise its level can continue to be raised, and if you are lucky, you may be able to make up for the fragment. ”

Han Hui handed the inheritance jade piece into Han Ming's hands, and continued: "You use the right to ascend to win the first place, the reward is doubled, it is said that you should be given another army-breaking mid-level martial art, but if you can't chew too much, I will make the decision for you and exchange it for this Mithril mid-level greedy wolf giant sword!"

A wide giant sword appeared in Han Hui's hand, the sword body was one meter and a half long, about one palm wide, the sword body was faintly rubbed with the shadow of wolf teeth, the blade flashed with a swarthy cold light, and the body exuded a cold and bloody aura.

Because the weapons and armor are made of different materials, the effect and effectiveness are naturally strong and weak, so the refining masters on the Junyuan Continent divide all the weapons and armor used in battle into five levels: bronze, black iron, mythril, fire gold, and yaozui, and each major level is divided into three small levels: junior high school and high school.

Generally, the most common is bronze-level weapons and armor, and black-iron-level weapons and armor can only be manufactured and owned in large quantities by everyone with a little power, and there are few Mithril-level weapons on the market.

Not only were the other juniors breathing heavily as they looked at this majestic greedy wolf giant sword, but even Han Ming looked at this Mithril mid-rank giant sword, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips.

Han Ming took the heavy greedy wolf giant sword and bowed happily in thanks: "Thank you, family master, this greedy wolf giant sword couldn't be better for me." ”

These two things are a lot of investment even for the current Han family, I don't know how much pressure Han Hui withdrew, and he handed over the greedy wolf giant sword to Han Ming.

"Every junior of the Han family with qualifications, I treat them equally, when Han Ao was admitted to the Huangpu Military Academy, the things that the family gave him were much better than yours. "Han Hui has always been fair, so he was re-elected as the third member of the Han family, except for Han Xin's resentment, the whole clan was extremely convinced.

"Han Ao!" Han Ming repeated the name in his heart, and unconsciously held the hilt of the greedy wolf giant sword, his eyes were cold.

"Okay, step down, and work hard in the future!" Han Hui didn't notice Han Ming's abnormality, and patted Han Ming's shoulder.

"Hmm!" Han Ming nodded heavily and bowed back, but his mind was full of thoughts about his mortal enemy Han Ao, and he tightly grasped the greedy wolf giant sword in his hand, and strengthened his determination to become stronger.

After Han Hui finished distributing the top ten rewards and said some words of encouragement, the small party was disbanded.

Han Ming returned to the new courtyard, first reported to his mother who had not extinguished the candle, then walked into his room, sat on the bed and concentrated, after ordinary cultivation for half an hour, he took out the martial arts inheritance jade tablet, and muttered to himself: "Let's see how the middle-level martial arts of the broken army are different today!"

He grinned and crushed the jade piece.

A strange and cold thought instantly dragged his spiritual sense, bringing it into an independent mental space.

In a desert where yellow sand was flying, a swordsman who couldn't see his face clearly stood alone not far from Han Ming, and after a while, he faced Han Ming and said slowly: "The first layer of this martial art is called the sword drawing style, using a special vitality operation method, after hard training, the speed of drawing the sword can reach an extreme, so fast that the enemy can't see clearly, so strong that the enemy can't defend it, you can feel it." ”

Suddenly, the swordsman fell silent, he slowly bent over, his big hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and suddenly the momentum that was released from his body condensed in an instant, locking on Han Ming as sharply as the end of a sword.

Han Ming shuddered unconsciously, this feeling was as if he had died.

The swordsman draws his sword and shines his sword out of his body.

Bite!

The sword light was as bright as the torn sun, and Han Ming left before he could see it clearly, and he didn't forget to praise when he was dying: "Okay, what a fast sword!"

"Huh!"

Han Ming's eyes opened suddenly, and he didn't realize that his back was already wet with cold sweat, and all the information of the sword drawing style was forcibly poured into his mind, and he was stunned for a moment before he woke up, and after seeing the power of the swordsman's fierce sword in the illusion, he couldn't wait to close his eyes and start learning.

The sword-drawing luck meridians were very remote, and because these meridians were not used often, they were very fragile and sensitive, and every time they opened up a small section, the pain was enough to make Han Ming sweat and panting.

But the more this is the case, the more crazy and stubborn Han Ming becomes, he has always been like this, otherwise he would not use the masochistic forging method to cultivate.

When the sky was light, he had dredged all the meridians needed for the sword drawing style, and the next thing was to practice the technique of gathering qi and bursting out in an instant, there was no shortcut, it all depended on understanding and continuous practice.

He stretched his waist and patted his face with cold water, but he heard that there were already people cleaning the courtyard in the courtyard, and when he opened the door, he saw that it was two new little maids cleaning the snow in the courtyard.

Han ...... Young Master Han Ming!" The two little maids were still young children who had just been admitted to the house, and they were assigned to Han Ming here as soon as they came, and there were originally more than a dozen little maids, but Xu Rou was suspicious of many people, so only the two of them were left.

When the two little maids entered the mansion, they heard that this young master of Han was the first in the Han family's year-end competition, and the elders of the whole clan attached great importance to it, so they had to be served carefully, even if it was ...... Even if it is a very excessive request, you have to try your best to meet the young master of Han Ming.

A little egg-faced maid thought of what the housekeeper had told her, and lowered her head with a red face.

"Hmm. Han Ming nodded indifferently, didn't say anything, and strode out of the courtyard gate and walked towards the martial arts field.

The egg-faced little maid didn't expect Han Ming's reaction to be so flat, and her originally nervous mood instantly relaxed, and of course, there was a little bit of confusion that she couldn't explain.

Han Ming was under a lot of pressure, and Han Ao was like a judgment sword hanging over his head to remind him all the time, so as soon as he entered the training state, he completely became a tireless monster.

Heavy sword practice, simulated battlefield practice, forging body cultivation, vitality cultivation, and finally he had to practice the sword drawing style, before forcibly rushing to the ranks, he was afraid of causing the foundation to be unstable, so he sharpened his body to make the foundation stable as soon as possible.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

Han Ming held the greedy wolf giant sword in his hand, and his momentum slowly returned to his body, his faith moved, and in an instant, the momentum of his body poured out of his body, and he also drew his sword at the moment when his momentum changed.

The sword light flashed in the air like a bolt of lightning.

"Still can't do it!" Han Ming shook his head, raised his hand to wipe the sweat dripping from the side of his face, and carefully thought about the defects before making a move, you must know that whether it is the preparation for the battle momentum or the drawing of the sword, these are all completed in an instant.

If he had followed the snail-like speed he had just had, he would have been noticed by the enemy long before he drew his sword, but after two months of cultivation, Han Ming had not made any progress.

His body was several times stronger than before, and the strength foundation of the ninth-order warrior was already solid, and more importantly, Han Ming cultivated the sword drawing style, and the perception of the sword intent in his heart became more and more profound, and after practicing the sword drawing style, the small light sword in his qi hall was obviously a little brighter.

"Come again!" Han Ming bent down and lowered his head, his gaze was fixed on the front, his big hand was on the greedy wolf giant sword, he took a deep breath, his whole body suddenly gathered, his eyes flashed, and he drew his sword.

"Come again!" he was still not satisfied with Fang Cai's sword, and continued to practice, sweat falling from the side of his face to the ground again, until his body was tired and his muscles were sore, and he sat down next to the martial arts field to practice.

From morning to night, there are almost no juniors of the Han family who practice at any time like Han Ming, and when the sky is dark, only Han Ming is left in the martial arts field to sit next to the huge martial arts field and rest alone.

Maybe it was because there was a missing girl beside him, Han Ming suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, since Su Yuyan was pulled away by his adoptive father, Han Ming had never seen her again.

Han Ming looked up at the slowly darkening sky, grinned, and made up his mind, "Let's go find Su Yuyan tomorrow." ”

But just after Han Ming made up his mind, the entire Han family rang a loud bell, which was the alarm bell that would only ring when the family encountered an emergency.

"All the members of the Han family, gather at the clan venue!" Han Hui's words were followed by the alarm bell, and they were surging with vitality, and they resounded continuously over the entire Han family.

The Han family was in a panic up and down, after all, no one knew what was going on, so urgently summoned the whole clan.

Han Ming frowned, quickly returned to the courtyard, and happened to meet Xu Rou who was going out in a coat.

"Let's go, Ming'er. Xu Rou took Han Ming's hand and walked towards the clan venue, she had already vaguely guessed something, not only her, presumably in the Han family, except for Han Ming's ignorant teenagers, the adults already knew it, but no one expected it to come so quickly.