As everyone left one after another, only Han Tong and Han Lin were left in the audience.

"I really don't know how this guy cultivates, this speed is too shocking!" Looking at Han Chen who was far away, Han Lin's eyes were full of helplessness, and he smiled bitterly.

Looking at Han Chen's back in a daze, Han Tong was silent.

After a long time, he looked up at the direction where Han Chen had gone, looked at the blurred backs of the two, a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes, and then turned to leave

With the end of the assessment and selection, Han Chen's life also returned to peace.

In the early morning, wisps of light penetrated into the hut through the cracks in the doors and windows, spilling onto the floor, forming patches of mottled light.

Inside the house, a handsome young man sat shirtless, cross-legged in a bathtub filled with clear water. The boy's eyes were slightly raised, his chest slowly rose and fell, and a faint amber gas rose and swirled around him.

Suddenly, the young man's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint amber color flashed in his dark eyes.

As the young man opened his mouth and inhaled suddenly, the faint amber gas around his body suddenly turned into two amber dragons, which were inhaled into the body along the young man's mouth and nose, and merged into the flesh and bones.

"Huh" slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air in his chest, Han Chen stood up, twisted his neck, and moved his body, which was slightly numb from sitting upright all night. Looking down at the bruises on his body that had become extremely faint, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

"It's a bit of a hardship, but it's worth it compared to the reward!" stepped out of the tub, wiped off the water stains on his body, took out a set of white shirts and changed them on, and whispered to himself as he dressed.

Yesterday in the competition with Han Tong, Han Chen took all of Han Tong's attacks with his body, although he was bruised and bruised all over his body, but the result was quite gratifying.

Closing his eyes and feeling the surging strength in his body, which was stronger than when he first broke through, Han Chen's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction.

"Although there is still some distance to break through to the fifth layer and advance to the sixth layer, it is not far away!" slowly opening his eyes, Han Bing thought to himself in his heart.

Looking up at the outside of the house where the sky was already bright, he smiled slightly, reached out to lift the bath bucket, hid it in the corner again, and then wiped off the traces of a night's cultivation, Han Chen turned around and walked to the door, and opened the wooden door.

The warm morning sun in winter poured into the house along the open door, illuminating the small room and adding a bit of vitality to it.

Turning around and closing the door, looking at the scenery outside the house that was still green even though it was winter, Han Chen had a lazy smile on his face, narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, the cold and fresh air made Han Chen's mind suddenly clear.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to be free at this time!" Standing at the door, Han Chen was suddenly stunned, then stroked his forehead and said with a wry smile.

Yesterday, after the assessment and selection were over, Han Tian announced that the time to enter the Sword Pavilion Cabinet was set for seven days after consulting with several elders.

Now, although the 'Naling Nine Styles' that Han Chen had cultivated had advanced to the late stage of the fifth layer, the more difficult it was to cultivate this technique the more he went to the back, and after several months of crazy cultivation. The continuous breakthroughs in a short period of time made Han Chen's body reach a kind of limit and fell into a bottleneck, even if he continued to cultivate, he might not have any progress.

Although the path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. But sometimes there must be proper adjustment, one relaxation is the right path, and endless desperate cultivation will only backfire.

Now that he doesn't have to cultivate, Han Chen has a lot of time to spare.

Now that Han Chen's strength is approaching the Nine Stars, the effect brought by the 'Yuan Spirit Liquid' has gradually faded, and it is not as miraculous as it was at the beginning.

But with the attitude that talking is better than nothing, half a month ago, he still bought enough herbs to refine ten parts of the 'Yuan Spirit Liquid' again, and the ten parts of the 'Yuan Spirit Liquid' that were refined were enough for Han Chen's next cultivation.

However, after these months of frantic cultivation, the 'Volcanic Red' in Han Chen's hand was exhausted, and Han Chen did not intend to give up this kind of elixir that could assist his cultivation up to the Sword King level.

And half a month ago, in the Fang Market, from the mercenary named Mu Ya, he actually found an extremely rare meteorite fine gold.

Thinking of this, Han Chen's heart couldn't help but become a little hot. touched his immature chin, then turned around and walked slowly towards the door

Although it's winter, Black Rock Town, which is close to the Warcraft Mountains, is still bustling.

In Hanjiafang City, the crowds are crowded, and mercenaries with long swords and weapons can be seen everywhere. On both sides of the streets of Fangshi, mercenaries shouted with their throats open, and there were stalls of all kinds of strange items in front of them, large and small, densely lined up, running through the entire streets of Fangshi.

Han Chen, who was dressed in a white shirt, walked slowly around the market, stopping and squatting in front of some stalls from time to time, looking at the items on the stalls.

"It's extremely lucky to be able to find a piece of meteorite fine gold, do you really think that those rare and exotic objects are the popular goods on the roadside, and they can be found casually like this?" Guiguzi's old and slightly playful voice sounded in Han Chen's heart.

After inspecting the last item on the stall, Han Chen sighed lightly with a little disappointment. Hearing Guiguzi's joking voice, he rolled his eyes, and then said indifferently in his heart: "Anyway, I have a lot of free time, it doesn't matter if I can get it or not, just pass the time!"

"The tail behind you has been following him for a long time, how are you going to send him?" Regarding Han Chen's remarks, Guiguzi in the sea of knowledge nodded noncommittally, and then said with a slight smile.

Han Chen got up and paced slowly, squatted down in front of another stall, reached out and grabbed an item at random on the stall and played with it in his hand, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced behind him, and he could vaguely see an extremely sturdy figure.

Han Chen chuckled and said, "Since I came out of the family, I have been following until now, and I can be regarded as patient. It's okay to see each other!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Chen got up and stood up, turned around and walked towards the alley next to him.

In a short time, Han Chen had entered a slightly dark alley. After a pause, he stopped and said softly, "Come out!"

"Second Young Master!" Not long after Han Chen's voice fell, a thick and loud voice sounded behind him.

Han Chen turned around and swept the man's body with interest.

I saw that the person who came was a sturdy young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the dark muscles on the young man's body seemed to be made of steel, containing amazing explosive power, and just standing there quietly gave people an extremely shocking sense of oppression. It was Han Tong.

Looking at Han Tong's sturdy body that gave people an extremely oppressive feeling, Han Chen chuckled lightly, and then said, "With your tall body that is different from ordinary people, it is really not easy not to be discovered. Say, what are you doing with me!"

was debunked by Han Chen's words, but Han Tong's face did not show any embarrassment. I saw his eyes staring at Han Chen with burning eyes, and asked eagerly, "Can you tell me what kind of combat technique you used to defeat me yesterday?"

"Oh, that's what you're tracking for?" raised his eyes and swept Han Tong's face, and after a long time, Han Chen said softly.

Then he continued: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, the combat skill is called Inch Strength, when you are about to hit the opponent, you can instantly increase the amount of power you hit by several percent, and if you practice to the extreme, you can burst out with double the amount of your own strength." Its grade is only higher than the fifth grade of the Xuan Rank. ”

Hearing this, Han Tong's voice became even more eager, and he said, "Then, can you teach me this scroll of combat techniques?"