Hearing Han Tong's almost rude request, Han Chen was not surprised at all.

The smile on his face slowly retracted, and a pair of pitch-black eyes suddenly became deep and sharp, staring straight into Han Tong's eyes.

For Han Chen's fierce eyes, Han Tong didn't seem to feel it, and his eyes were still staring at him, and there was a slight flush on his dark face due to excitement.

Stared at Han Tong's eyes, and after a long time, Han Chen withdrew his eyes. With a playful smile on his face, he looked at Han Tong with a smile and said lazily: "What do I want to teach you!"

"I" Hearing Han Chen's words, Han Tong was stunned for a moment, and then he eagerly wanted to explain, but he couldn't spit out a word for a long time, and his dark face turned red.

Looking at Han Tong's flushed face, Han Chen shook his head and smiled, and then said, "That's it, I'll give you half a year, if you can break through the sword guard rank after half a year." If you come to me again, when the time comes, I will take an examination for you, and if you can catch my three tricks, I will teach you every inch!"

Hearing this, Han Tong, who was full of eagerness, suddenly turned pale, then gasped, and then smiled bitterly: "Although I am now in the late stage of the eighth star. But how difficult it is to break through the sword guard in half a year and advance to the sword guard. I'm afraid that I may not even be able to catch your move now, and with your current cultivation speed, I don't know what level you will reach in half a year. It's easier said than done to pick you up three times."

Although both of them are now in the late eight-star stage, approaching the nine-star sword servant, Han Tong knows in his heart that if he really wants to fight, he is definitely not Han Chen's enemy.

In half a year, he jumped from a waste man to an eight-star swordsman. With such a terrifying cultivation speed, Han Tong was not at all sure in his heart whether he would be able to catch Han Chen's three moves after half a year.

"You don't have to be discouraged first, after half a year, even if you can't catch my three moves, it doesn't matter, I will also teach you that scroll of combat skills. But the premise is that you have to become a sword guard!" Han Chen shrugged his shoulders noncommittally at Han Tong's words, and then smiled.

"What you said is true?" Hearing this, Han Tong's eyes, which were already full of disappointment, suddenly lit up, and his eyes stared at Han Chen with blazing eyes, and asked eagerly.

"Naturally, it's true!" Han Chen chuckled when he raised his eyes to look at Han Tong, who was full of eagerness.

"Okay, I will come to you again in half a year, and at that time, I will definitely use the strength of the sword guard rank to pick you up three moves!" Hearing Han Chen's affirmative answer, Han Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Han Chen, and said in a solemn voice. After Han Tong finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

"Okay, I'll wait!" Looking at Han Tong who turned to leave, the corners of Han Chen's mouth curved slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and said in a low voice.

"Do you want to subdue this little guy and make him follow you?" In the silent alley, only Han Chen was left, and after a long time, an old voice sounded in Han Chen's heart.

"Since I have decided to be with Ling'er, I naturally have to be prepared. Although I don't know how powerful the power behind Lu Dao Ling'er is. But judging from the fact that Mu Yue of the Will family wants to please this Nizi, the power behind it is definitely only stronger than the Will family, which is a top wealthy family in Qingyun.

In the face of such a mysterious and powerful force, even if it is a sword king powerhouse, the other party may not take it seriously. In this world where strength is supreme, if you want to control your own destiny and protect the people you love, in addition to your own strength being strong enough, you also need a behemoth that is terrifying and does not dare to touch its might!!" Han Chen stood still and did not move, for a long time, raised his head, his dark eyes were deep and distant, and said slowly.

"Well, although this little guy has average talent, he can stand out among the hundreds of young people in the Han family and cultivate to the late eight-star stage, which shows the tenacity of his heart. If he can have superior cultivation conditions, his future achievements may not be worse than those geniuses!" Guiguzi in the sea of knowledge nodded lightly and said.

Han Chen chuckled, his dark eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, and after a long time, he slowly walked out

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and in these seven days, Han Chen, who had completely let go of his cultivation, could be said to have experienced a leisurely life, and every day, he accompanied Han Ling'er to wander around, and occasionally went to the woods and clearings to practice the combat skills of the new practice from the Sword Pavilion.

At night, he was soaked in the 'Yuan Spirit Liquid' without moving, and while running the exercises, absorbing its medicinal power and the spiritual temperature of heaven and earth to nourish the body, it was also distracted and used for two purposes, condensing the soul power in the sea of knowledge, entering the giant gossip array, and contemplating the formation.

Such a leisurely day made Han Chen feel very comfortable

"Bang!" suddenly there was a dull sound in the forest.

"Click", a tree trunk with a diameter of more than ten centimeters broke off in response to the sound.

Han Chen exhaled lightly and stood with his palms closed, looking at the destructive power displayed by his palm, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, Han Chen turned his head to look at the girl sitting on the big stone next to the clearing.

The girl was dressed in a purple dress, and a ribbon held her unbridled waist high. The sun shone down and shone on the girl's body, reflecting the girl's beautiful face.

A hint of battle intent flashed in Han Chen's eyes, he opened his mouth and let out a soft shout, the soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and he clenched his fists and rushed towards the girl.

Looking at Han Chen, who was rushing towards him, a touching smile bloomed on Han Linger's beautiful face. Slowly got up, tapped the boulder with his toes, and jumped off the boulder like a beautiful fairy who had fallen into the mortal dust.

Han Chen's soles of his feet stomped on the ground fiercely, and a small pit was suddenly trampled out by him, and his rushing figure suddenly stopped when he was one meter in front of Han Ling'er.

"Ice Splitting!"

A low cry sounded in my heart. The right hand clenched into a fist and stretched forward violently, and the powerful force on the fist instantly burst the air in front of him, and even condensed into a strong wind pressure towards Han Ling'er.

Looking at Han Chen's massive offensive, a smile appeared in Han Ling'er's autumn eyes, her right hand was raised, the purple cuffs slipped down, and a piece of jade white wrist was exposed.

The delicate and white little hand condensed into a palm shape and slapped towards Han Chen's smashed fist.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms intersected, and there was a muffled sound, which exploded out of thin air, and the dead leaves all over the ground were swept away at this moment, flying all over the sky.

Han Chen's body trembled, only to feel a powerful force attacking, and then his body flew backwards uncontrollably. The toes of the feet were tapped on the ground several times before the force was removed.

"Don't fight, you're too powerful!" Shaking his sore right arm, Han Chen rolled his eyes and said helplessly.

Han Ling'er, who had a hard blow with Han Chen, but did not move at all, lifted the corners of her mouth, showed a light smile on her face, and said softly: "Brother Han Chen is not bad! With the power of that punch just now, even if it is a hard blow with the late stage of Jiuxing, it will not fall behind!"

Regarding Han Ling'er's words, Han Chen shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, shook his slightly sore right arm again, and looked up at the sun that had gradually set overhead.

He turned his head and smiled at Han Ling'er: "I will enter the Sword Pavilion Cabinet tomorrow, let's go back early!"

"Hmm!" Han Ling'er replied softly with a light smile on her beautiful little face.

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