The blade was like rain, and in less than half an hour, more than a thousand pieces of firewood had been chopped, put down the stone lock, and rubbed his slightly sour left shoulder, and unconsciously, there were more people on the martial arts training ground.

Han Yuanshan is not only the leader of the hunting team in Hanjia Village, but also the head of the martial arts training field, the child will start basic martial arts training before the age of eight at the latest, and practice martial arts with the head of the head of Han.

In this martial arts training ground, almost all the children have been reprimanded by Han Yuanshan, except for Han Shi.

Before the age of thirteen, Han Shi had never set foot in the martial arts training ground, and naturally there was no way to train.

And since Han Shi came here for the first time two years ago, his calmness and self-confidence have made many peers look sideways, and even Han Yuanshan, because of his extraordinary performance, made an exception to directly incorporate Han Shi, who has no qualifications, into the peripheral hunting team, and later, Han Shi also sat on the captain position because of various outstanding features.

And he has also become one of the three most eye-catching people in the hunting team, if nothing else, after the year, Han Shi will be transferred from the peripheral hunting team by Han Yuanshan and enter the strongest hunting team in Hanjia Village, and he will also face the most dangerous and ferocious beasts in the depths of the dense forest.

Han Shi's mother had been worried about this for a long time, but it was Han Blacksmith, but she did not have the slightest intention of blocking it, and acquiesced to this matter.

As early as when Han Blacksmith sent Han Shi to Woniu Mountain and worship Mr. Xuanyuan Wenwei, he understood that Han Shi's future path was only for Han Shi to choose, and what he could do was to do his best to support Han Shi, whether in front of him or behind him.

If you don't experience wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow.

Once upon a time, he also thought about letting Han Shi learn the iron-striking skills with him, and if he had a skill, he would not worry about his livelihood in the future.

But as Han Shi spent ten years on Woniu Mountain, Han Blacksmith could see a touch of yearning for the vast world from Han Shi's gaze, as well as the ...... contained in silence Lonely high.

This lonely height, only when Han Shi looks into the distance and stands silently, will it appear in Han Shi's slightly immature back.

This lonely height, only Han Blacksmith can feel it, perhaps, this is the father of Zhizi Mo Ruo.

He didn't teach Han Shi to make iron, but Han Shi himself, who was quite interested in iron, and from time to time when Han blacksmith was resting, he turned on a hammer and practiced his hands, but he made a few small iron tools.

In this regard, Han Blacksmith did not stop it, but smiled, smoked, and quietly looked at the red-hot iron bars on the anvil, and watched Han Shi fall one after another.

He couldn't make any big sense, he just felt that there was something in this simple percussion that moved him.

This is the realization he has gained over the years, and this kind of realization can only be understood, not spoken.

But he believes that one day, Han Shi will also understand.

In the past, at this time, the sound of shouting and cheering on the martial arts training ground was endless, but today, the atmosphere was a little dignified, and everyone was silent, a little dull.

Han Yuanshan, the village head, Han Chuan, and a few well-known old men in the village were walking slowly with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was dressed in black, with exquisite clothes, and a peace jade buckle hanging from his waist, and the whole person looked extraordinary.

Han Yuanshan whispered a few words in the middle-aged man's ear, and the middle-aged man showed a look of affirmation, glanced at the young man on the martial arts training ground, and got into the carriage next to him.

"I'll leave this matter to Brother Yuanshan, ten days later, I will be waiting for you in Dongyun City. ”

Han Yuanshan clasped his hands into fists, "Brother Zimo, please rest assured to go back, in ten days, I will make you have an unexpected joy." ”

The carriage gradually moved away, Han Yuanshan turned around, looked at these energetic teenagers, and thought that he was so high-spirited back then, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Han Yuanshan and the old men next to him whispered a few words, and someone took the order to leave, and in less than three moments, the whole village came to the martial arts training ground, as if they knew that there was something important to announce, and people were talking in a whisper.

Han Yuanshan cleared his throat, took a step forward, pressed his hands weakly, and everyone quieted down, "Folks, in Dongyun City, five hundred miles away, the surname Han is one of the three major families, more than three hundred years ago, for some reason, a branch of the Han surname left Dongyun City, moved here, and scattered the leaves, so that there is today's Hanjia Village." ”

"This matter is very old, and the rights and wrongs of the year are not clear, so there are not many people who know about it except me before, and today Han Zimo, the third son of the contemporary head of the Han family in Dongyun City, is here, on behalf of the main line surnamed Han, and summons three young people from Hanjia Village who are no more than eighteen years old, together with the young people of the main lineage, on behalf of the Han family and the other two families in Dongyun City, to compete for six opportunities to enter the immortal gate. ”

The crowd was silent, and when they learned that Hanjia Village was a branch of the Han family in Dongyun City, everyone felt confused and shocked, and before they came back to their senses, they heard the three words "enter the immortal gate" again, and a fanatical look permeated everyone's eyes, only Han Shi's eyes were still as calm as ever.

"I don't know how the so-called immortals compare with the master. ”

"From tomorrow, all the young people surnamed Han who are not yet eighteen years old in the village will come to the martial arts training ground, and everyone will take turns to compete until the strongest three people are decided. ”

Han Yuanshan waved his hand and left without looking back.

People are gradually dispersed, every family has the same mind, looking forward to tomorrow their sons and daughters can beat the crowd and win the top three, as for the qualification to enter the immortal gate, no one dares to say, but everyone, but in their hearts, has thought about it countless times.

The sky had just dawned, and there were many people on the martial arts training ground, Han Yuanshan sat on the stump, smoking a dry cigarette, not far away, Han Zaixing suddenly exerted force with both hands, and easily lifted a boulder of more than 500 catties above his head, attracting a burst of applause.

Han Zaixing is the third son of the village chief Han Chuan, seventeen years old, two years older than Han Shi, burly and powerful, domineering personality, since he was a child, he is a little bully in the children's pile, he can only hold it and can't go against it, and later joined the hunting team, but he is also unruly, and often does not cooperate with everyone's actions.

It is rumored that Han Zaixing once inadvertently dug out a hundred years of yellow essence in the mountains, and after swallowing it raw, it gradually became infinitely powerful.

Three months ago, Han Zaixing saw Han Shi, who was cheered by everyone like a hero, and couldn't help but feel jealous and hateful in his heart.

"Now that I have the opportunity to act in public, it's time to teach Han Shi a lesson, heroes are not just casual people, if there is a hero, it can only be me Han Zaixing. ”

Knocking on the cigarette bag pot, Han Yuanshan stood up, the time came, and the children who were too young were removed from the martial arts training ground, and there were about forty teenagers of the right age in the village.

After a little calculation, Han Yuanshan divided the more than 40 teenagers into three groups, recorded their names respectively, and played against each other in pairs, with the winner staying and the loser out.

Han Zaixing is divided into the first group, and in the same group, there are five Han Shi's hunting teammates, after the training of hunting, they are not good at stubble, and they usually have a little friction with Han Zaixing.

At this time, for this place, everyone was gearing up, Han Zaixing watched coldly, sneering in his heart, and looked straight at Han Shi, who was in the third group, with his brows furrowed slightly.

In the second group, a young man in black, with a pair of silkworm eyebrows, a cold look like ice, arms hugging each other, eyes closed, as if these opponents around him were some local chickens and dogs, vulnerable.

The black-clothed young man named Han Yu, his parents died when he was a child, and he was adopted by Mrs. Wang in the west of the village.

Since Mrs. Wang passed away three years ago, the whole person is even more revealing a feeling of coldness, after joining the hunting team, a body of kung fu is even more perfect, every hunt is rushed to the forefront, hunting countless beasts, extremely brave.

Han Yu's temperament seems to be cold and arrogant, but he is willing to cooperate and sacrifice for others, and has been recognized by many people, and now he is Han Yuanshan's right-hand man, according to legend, he has fought with Han Zaixing several times, but he doesn't know how to win or lose.

A mountain chopping knife fell straight down like Mount Tai's pressure, and the young man with the long sword in his hand on the opposite side had no way to retreat, his teeth were clenched, his heart was horizontal, and his eyes also showed a ruthless look, and he raised his sword with both hands to meet it.

I only heard a loud bang, accompanied by a buzzing sound, the long sword was instantly broken in two, the young man was shocked by the huge force, and the whole person flew out of the air, fell on the stone slab, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly fainted.

"It's another waste, if it weren't for sparing your lives, the master only used three points of strength, and no one went through ten moves under me, and you guys were all rubbish. ”

Han Zaixing took back the mountain chopping knife, leaned on his shoulder, and walked to Han Yuanshan's side.

The crowd was full of admiration and praise, and the village chief Han Chuan and several old people around him also nodded and chuckled and greeted each other.

In less than an hour, the first group decided the winner, Han Zaixing won the first place in four cities in a row, each time it was less than ten moves, and the teenagers against him were all faint and broken, but Han Zaixing shot quite measured this time, and the few people who passed out were only slightly injured.

Han Yuanshan's evaluation of Han Zaixing in his heart couldn't help but be a little higher, and he said secretly: "At the beginning of the seventh layer of the Forging Body Realm, it was only high, not low, which was quite good. ”

Han Yuanshan announced loudly: "In the first group, Han Zaixing is qualified, and the second group begins." ”

"Wait, Uncle Yuanshan, it's not early today, in order to save time to watch the clash in the third group, I am willing to play against everyone in the second group alone. When Han Yu said this, he didn't even open his eyelids.

The crowd was in an uproar, this Han Yu was really bold, he really thought that he was invincible in the world.

If Han Zaixing exudes domineering, then this Han Yu exudes absolute self-confidence, and a cold arrogance from the bones arises spontaneously.

Han Yuanshan glanced at the chattering crowd around him and laughed, "Okay, come like this." ”

Han Yu slowly untied the knot on the outside of the sword sleeve, pulled out a dark long sword, and pointed it at the dozen teenagers opposite.

"Let's go up together, the one who can defeat me, you are the first in the second group, maybe you still have a chance to enter the immortal gate. ”

As soon as these words came out, the huge temptation made the trace of hesitation in the hearts of these dozen teenagers disappear, and they all raised their swords and rushed over, the corners of Han Yu's mouth flashed a trace of disdain, one person and one sword, and went straight into the crowd, and the crowd on the periphery of the martial arts training ground only saw the figure and the sword shadow intertwined.

In a short time, a small bundle of hair flew up and fell to the ground, and a young man smiled wryly and withdrew from the fight.

Again, the same is true.

In less than half a burnt incense, all the teenagers withdrew from the competition, leaving only Han Yu holding his sword on the spot.

The sword light has been reduced, but the cold meaning seems to have just come out of the sheath.