Chapter 10: College Trials (2)

The disciples gathered together again, and some of them who were too injured crushed the communication stone, but they didn't expect the white light to be so dazzling, and the disciples, including Han Fan, fell into a brief blindness.

Han Fan had long wanted to leave the team, in his opinion, two or three teams were the best state, he and Sima Yan proposed, and Sima Yan agreed without thinking about it.

When the two were about to leave alone, a voice rang out in the crowd:

"What are we going to do when you're gone?"

"It's just that you can't go. ”

"Yes, with great power comes great responsibility, and you can't be so selfish and leave us. ”

"It's all from the same academy, how did you do this kind of thing of abandoning the same school?"

The scenes that Han Fan had only seen in movies in his previous life were reproduced here, and the ugly side of human nature was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

"You have figured it out, coming to Bird Mountain is a trial, do you understand what a trial means? Why just test the two of us? It has nothing to do with you? You follow the two of us, do you think the gentleman will not know? You show yourself like this, the gentlemen see it in their eyes, so you can do it yourself!"

Sima Yanqi's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his foul mouth burst out.

In the concept of a gentleman constructed by the Confucian sages of the Quartet, a gentleman must have the quality of kindness, and abandonment is quite serious, so it is no wonder that Sima Yan is so angry.

Seeing too many of these people, Han Fan felt ridiculous, so he pulled Sima Yan and left.

As the two turned around, the crowd was even more unscrupulous, and some even threw stones over.

No matter how good Han Fan's temper is, he can't help it, and the students in the same class who were learning knowledge together just yesterday are speaking ill of each other today.

He turned around, his hands were clasped openly, and six emerald green magic balls gathered, Han Fan didn't notice that he had completed the spell casting in an instant, and it used to take two or three seconds to prepare.

"Whoever has an opinion, stand up!" Han Fan burst out.

No one dared to respond.

"Huh. Han Fan sneered, scattered the magic ball in his hand, turned around and left, and Sima Yan also left.

Han Fan and the others didn't know that the previous movement had disturbed many strange beasts nearby, and not long after the two left, five strange beasts attacked the crowd, and in a panic, this large army was completely dispersed.

......

"Roar~" As a first-order inferior steel sideburn lion let out a final roar, it fell to the ground unwillingly and died.

"Han Fan, your wood attribute orb is a bit perverted. Sima Yan was amazed and leaned over to the lion's corpse to inspect it.

"Your fire attribute attack is high, that demon wolf was not killed by you in seconds just now. Han Fan jumped off the tree. He found himself fond of sneaking up on trees.

"That's too. Sima Yan's appreciation of Han Fan was very useful.

"By the way, I've always been curious, you always regarded me as a competitor in the academy before, but how could you ask my opinion when you first came in?" Han Fan always felt that geniuses were the kind of people who were above the top.

"I've followed the masters of my family into the mountains and seen the dangers involved, so here, competition and everything should be put aside first, and we should work together first. Sima Yan said without raising his head.

"Very nice. Han Fan nodded in response.

"The next one is for me." Han Fan tore off one of the sideburns of the rigid sideburns lion, which was two feet thick and two feet long, the rigid sideburns lion was different from ordinary lions, with sideburns comparable to bronze on the neck, and a steel sideburn lion of the first order, and so on.

The root of the sideburns was connected to the flesh on the neck, and Han Fan held his hand at the root of the temples, and his hands were covered with blood.

"You want to fight in close combat? This is not a joke, don't look at our magic ball spell can be killed in seconds, but being hit by a strange beast is basically equivalent to killing in seconds. ”

Sima Yan persuaded, he never thought that Han Fan was so bold, in his cognition, Han Fan was the kind of person with a gentle personality who didn't like to be competitive, and his answer was obvious when he provoked him last time.

"I know what to expect, don't worry. Han Fan replied, and the two set off again.

In Han Fan's heart, one thing he has always longed for is to practice swords, if you want to say which kind of monk is the most chic, it is sword cultivation, he wants to enter the Tao with Confucianism, and then practice swords.

......

Another fanged boar rushed over, Han Fan already had experience, he held his temples in his right hand, stood under the tree and waited quietly, Sima Yan half-squatted on the branch, condensed the magic ball in his hand, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Closer, Han Fan calculated the distance.

"It's now!" As Han Fan spoke, his half-bowed body suddenly jumped up, and the wild boar had no time to change direction.

With a "bang~" sound, the sharp fangs were embedded in the thick trunk.

Han Fan also happened to fall, he used both hands to hold his sideburns, and as his body fell, he aimed at the wild boar's scarlet right eye and thrust it fiercely.

The screams of pain ...... "roar" lasted for a long time, and Sima Yan also took a breath, it was too ruthless.

As if he was afraid that the wild boar was not dead, Han Fan stirred his sideburns back and forth.

The roar waned until it was finally completely silent.

Han Fan felt that with the cultivation of Jun Yujue, the quality of all aspects of his body had also been more intuitively enhanced, especially his strength, agility and reflexes.

"Do you have a taboo?" Han Fan said as he wiped the blood on his face and patted the fanged boar's fat body.

"You...... We...... Eat this?" Sima Yan stammered slightly, he was taken aback by Han Fan's current image.

"Otherwise?" Han Fan asked rhetorically.

The two of them took out the short dagger they carried with them and began to dissect them, and their hands were covered with blood like two perverted murderers.

"Can you eat pork intestines?" asked Sima Yan.

"I don't know, but pork liver can be fried and eaten. Han Fan replied.

"Can you eat it grilled?"

"I guess I can, how do I know?"

......

A fire was lit, and Han Fan and Sima Yan each had the fangs of a wild boar, and the fangs were skewered with pork, and the pork dripping on the fire made a stabbing sound.

"What if this fangs are roasted?" Sima Yan said worriedly.

"Why don't you continue to maintain your high coldness in the academy, and you won't be as easy as you are now. Han Fan was helpless.

Sima Yan glared at him with a small look, and Han Fan shook his head and smiled.

The golden roast pork was full of fragrance and fat, Sima Yan looked at the roast meat in Han Fan's hand and swallowed his saliva:

"Can you bake it for me?"

Han Fan handed over his roast pork, took Sima Yan's skewer and roasted it.

After all, he is just a teenager whose mind is not yet mature.

The two of them were indeed hungry, and they gulped on meat and had mouthfuls of oil.

Han Fan touched the gourd on his waist, the gourd was empty when he first entered the academy, drinking alcohol was forbidden in the academy, Han Fen was so busy cultivating every day that he forgot about this stubble.

"If only there was wine. ”

After filling his stomach, Han Fan extinguished the fire, wrapped some pork in leaves, and left the rest by the fire.

"What are you doing for them to stay?" Sima Yan was angry when he thought of the group of people.

"It's just that most people are like this, and not everyone is virtuous, and we can't deny the last one just because nine out of ten people are bad. Han Fan patiently reasoned with Sima Yan.

Sima Yan looked at Han Fan seriously, and he suddenly felt that the young man who was traveling with him was shining with a light that was even more dazzling than the afterglow of the setting sun.

The sun was already dim through the forest, and there was no complete sky in the forest, Han Fan estimated the time, and was a little worried about where he should sleep tonight.

Han Fan and Sima Yan went one after the other, and after Han Fan's palace, Sima Yan opened the way, and while walking, Han Fan looked at the surrounding scene.

"Han Fan, can we sleep on a tree at night?" Sima Yan proposed.

"Is this kind of thing okay not to use our easily misunderstood words, who wants to sleep with you?" Han Fan rolled his eyes.

Sima Yan pursed his lips and glared at him with a small look.

After discussion between the two, they finally decided to spend the night in a clearing, the clearing is at least more than 20 meters away from the surrounding bushes, even if there is a foreign beast attack, there is time to react, the two take turns to keep vigil, Sima Yan guards the first half of the night, and Han Fan keeps watch for the second half of the night.

In the second half of the night, a demon wolf attacked, and after Han Fan killed it casually, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and mentioned that Sima Yan, who was snoring, was running wildly.

"Are you sick?" Sima Yan found himself running when he was half asleep.

"It's a demon wolf, fool, wake up!" Han Fan shouted.

"What's wrong with the demon wolf?" Sima Yan broke away from the hand that was tugging at his clothes and followed behind Han Fan.

"Big brother, demon wolves often go out in groups at night. "Han Fan is going to be stupidly killed by Sima Yan.

"it, it!" Sima Yan came to his senses completely.

As if cooperating with Han Fan, the sound of dense footsteps behind came, and Han Fan turned his head, because the demon wolf's hair was black, it seemed that only a pair of green vertical pupils were floating in the night.

And what Han Fan saw was countless dark green vertical pupils floating in the thick night.

"What should we do now?" Sima Yan roared, the wind was in his ears, and Sima Yan was afraid that Han Fan would not be able to hear him.

"What are you going to do?" asked Han Fan tentatively.

"What? " Sima Yan looked puzzled.

“......”

The demon wolf is known for its speed, and after a while, Han Fan could clearly hear the sound of running not far behind him.

"It's not a way to run like this, you are bound to be overtaken. Sima Yan spoke.

"There's no way, go up the tree, hold on!" Han Fan said and took the lead in climbing a giant tree that was relatively close, Sima Yan followed, Han Fan took a hand, and Sima Yan also quickly came up.