Under Han Yu's cold appearance, a raging fighting spirit ignited, and the sword intent in his eyes was faintly unsheathed.

Han Shi usually has a light smile on the corner of his mouth, the young man is as warm as jade, but who can understand the real him.

At this time, he was infected by Han Yu's fierce fighting intent, and when he looked up, in his calm gaze, there was a sudden sense of agitation in an instant.

Such as a calm lake, suddenly there is a thousand zhang dragon, breaking the waves, and then straight to the sky, the dragon roars to dominate the sky, resounding throughout Kyushu.

From plain as water to turbulent domination, but in the snap of his fingers, it seemed that the fire in Han Shi's heart was ignited by Han Yu, who stood with his sword in his hand.

But only Han Shi himself knows best, the fire in his heart can be ignited, it is by no means others, only himself, today, it is just borrowing Han Yu's hand.

In the past ten years, Xuanyuan Wen has left a little fire in his heart, and today, inadvertently, this fire suddenly raged, although Han Shi's body has not entered the immortal gate, his heart has already entered the path of cultivation.

This fire is the fire of the Tao, which will not be extinguished through the ages.

This thought came from Xuanyuan Wen, so Han Shi yearned for the matter of entering the immortal gate, but he did not lose his cool because of this, he understood that in his life, he would inevitably step into the same path of cultivation as Xuanyuan Wen, and he did not have the slightest obsession with this matter of entering the immortal gate.

Whether it is successful or not, it will not be able to extinguish the fire of the Dao in his heart, and the immortal sect will choose a disciple, if Han Shi is chosen, in the eyes of ordinary people, it should be Han Shi's luck.

But in Han Shi's view, this is the luck of the immortal gate, and this kind of luck, one day, will be completely reversed as Han Shi thought.

"There are some things that no longer need to be hidden, as Master said, if you want to become a king, you must face the challenge of strong winds. ”

"This is a world where the strong are respected, the world only respects the strong, even if it is a powerless Confucian, it is also a strong man in thought, forever unknown, can not go through the harsh and even face the test of life and death, how to become a strong?"

"Master is a strong man, what about the ancestor, is it stronger, if I want to become such a strong man, then today, I will let this world see if there is a dragon under the lake that has been calm for many years. ”

Han Shi's gaze no longer evaded, and went straight to Han Yu like a sharp sword, and the two looked at each other, and suddenly there was an invisible agitation, like a stormy wave.

The people around who were eager to challenge Han Zaixing suddenly felt a chill coming, and they couldn't help but shiver, and everyone looked back at the two people who were like lions facing each other, revealing a look of surprise.

Although Han Zaixing is arrogant, he is very jealous of these two people, especially Han Shi.

The last time he punched, he completely felt Han Shi's strength, so for so many days on the way from Hanjia Village to Dongyun City, Han Zaixing seemed very honest and didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Now that he finally has the opportunity to show his face, he thought that everyone's eyes would focus on him, but the limelight was still stolen by those two.

Han Zaixing's unruly face couldn't help but show a wry smile, "The two of you, you want to pinch each other, and when I finish fighting, you can fight again." ”

Han Yuanshan only felt that his head was as big as a fight, these three people were not the masters of dissipation, coughed lightly, Han Shi and Han Yu heard the sound, they each retracted their gazes, retreated behind Han Yuanshan, and stood on both sides.

Han Qiming's gaze swept over the two of them, and with a little approval, he looked back at the disciples of the Han family and pointed out one person.

This person is the son of Han Zimo, ranked third, named Han Lin, sixteen years old this year, has practiced martial arts since childhood, has a calm personality, and is considered a relatively strong one among the third generation of juniors.

Han Lin walked out steadily, and Han Zaixing arched his hands into fists and said, "In Xia Han Lin, please give me more advice." ”

There is a way to salute first and then soldier, and it is not good for Han Zaixing to act immediately if he is rebellious, so he also bowed his hand slightly, and said: "It's easy to say, but I can start fighting." ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Han Lin wanted to say anything or not, Han Zaixing grabbed the mountain knife and slashed straight over.

Han Lin was not flustered, raised his sword to meet him, Han Lin followed his father Han Zimo to practice martial arts since he was a child, so his basic skills were very solid, one move and one style, there was a board and an eye, Han Zaixing was helpless for a while, which attracted a burst of cheers from the disciples of the Han family.

Seeing that the moves were not cheap, Han Zaixing's eyes flashed fiercely, and he no longer made moves according to the routine, just like when he was competing in Hanjia Village, the big knife was raised high and slashed vigorously, and the knife was very fast.

Han Lin reluctantly took a step back, and the move he had prepared before couldn't even be used.

Seeing this, Han Zaixing slashed out continuously, Han Lin retreated again and again, looking a little embarrassed, and after a few steps back, he was about to be forced out of the school.

Han Lin's eyes were ruthless, and the long sword in his hand no longer blocked the big sword, but stabbed towards Han Zaixing's chest, as if he was going to die together.

Regardless of the martial arts, this kind of fearless momentum made everyone stunned, and they all wondered in their hearts whether they could have such courage and disregard life and death if they encountered a situation like Han Lin.

Han Zaixing's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, but his subordinates were not slow, and the big knife that seemed to be heavily cut out turned around dexterously in the middle, lightly attached to the long sword, and slammed along the sword's momentum, Han Lin only felt that the long sword was as if it was being held tightly by an invisible big hand and dragged towards the diagonal front, and his body involuntarily tilted and wanted to fall.

Han Zaixing raised his knife at this time and cut horizontally, slapped Han Lin on the chest with the side of the knife, Han Lin poofed, spit out a mouthful of blood, withdrew his sword to cover his chest, and sat on the ground, unable to fight again.

Han Zaixing put away the knife and stood quietly, a look of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, "This skill of lifting weights is already a small success, if you practice the tricks hard, I believe that the next time I fight against Han Shi, I will not have the strength to fight back." ”

Han Zimo held back his footsteps and stood still, looking at Han Lin with a hint of regret, but more of a compliment and relief.

The disciples of the Han family looked at each other, and those who were clamoring just now were almost nowhere to be seen at this moment.

A hint of surprise flashed in Han Qiming's eyes, although this Han Lin is not the strongest, but he also has the strength of the middle sixth layer of the Forging Body Realm, this Han Zaixing won so easily, it seems that he is at least above the seventh layer, but looking at the two people behind Han Yuanshan, he is quite jealous, can those two be stronger?

Although Han Qiming had some doubts in his heart, he didn't show it, smiled faintly, and said: "In the first game, Han Zaixing won, although Han Lin was defeated, he still has a chance to enter the ten, and the person chosen by the old man will definitely be the strongest ten people in the Han family." ”

In the next game, Han Yuanwu appeared. ”

Han Qifeng and Han Qimu glanced at each other, both of them looked slightly gloomy, Han Zaixing won so easily, his strength was much stronger than they expected, but the back move he had prepared before, but he didn't know how effective it would be, the two looked at each other, and they were all hurrying to think about how to deal with it.

Han Yuanwu, Han Qimu's favorite grandson, is the thirteenth in the third generation of the Han family.

is arrogant and domineering outside, but he is always very obedient in front of Han Qimu, and he usually likes to bring a group of guards to roam around Dongyun City, rob the people's daughters, and oppress the good.

Together with the second son of the Feng family and the seventh son of the Li family, he is called the three evils of Dongyun City, just because the three major families are powerful, and the common people dare not speak out, but they already hate it in their hearts.

Han Yuanwu's qualifications were actually far above Han Lin's, but he usually lacked hard training, and it was only with the nourishment of pills that he was able to improve his cultivation to the late stage of the fifth layer of the Forging Body Realm.

Han Qiming wanted to punish Han Yuanwu several times, but because of Han Qimu's face, it was often thunder and rain, and this time he came out, and he also had the intention of teaching him a little lesson by Han Zaixing's hand.

Glancing at the corner of his eye, a trace of strangeness passed through Han Qiming's heart, Han Qimu stood aside, without the slightest objection, such a situation where he was bound to lose, could it be ......

Forcibly pressing the doubts in his heart, Han Qiming said in a loud voice: "The two sides are not allowed to kill until the point is reached." ”

Han Yuanwu looked at Han Zaixing and scolded: "Hillbilly, let's see how this son breaks your dog's leg today, haha." ”

Han Zaixing didn't laugh angrily, he was usually domineering in Hanjia Village, except for the two behind him, how could anyone of his age dare to talk to him like this.

Han Zaixing's anger gradually surged up in his smile, and he swung out the mountain knife violently, and the first knife used seventy percent of his strength, Han Yuanwu did not show weakness, the long sword was cut out like a big knife, the swords clashed, and a crisp sound of gold and iron echoed in everyone's ears.

Han Zaixing only felt a strong attack, almost failed to hold the handle of the knife, and took five steps back before he stood firm, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"This opponent is much stronger than the one just now, but judging from his skills, I didn't find out where he was strong, could it be that he was born with divine power?"

Han Yuanwu held the long sword with both hands, withdrew six steps, and his eyes showed excitement, "Sure enough, as grandpa said, now I feel full of strength, much stronger than usual, although this person's strength is not weak, but today I will definitely win in the end, enter the list of ten people, and then enter the immortal gate, and achieve the supreme immortal path." ”

Thinking of this, Han Yuanwu shouted, and he actually attacked first, and the long sword went straight to Han Zaixing's right shoulder.

Han Zaixing was furious when he saw this, the mountain chopping knife was like an arm and a finger, the last one came first, blocking the long sword, and then slashing out with his backhand, but this time Han Zaixing was really angry, and he used ninety percent of his strength, and the speed of the mountain chopping knife was extremely fast, and it actually brought the wind.

Han Yuanwu was shocked when he saw this, but his body was extremely dexterous and reclining on his back, the blade slashed against the tip of his nose, cutting off a few hairs, Han Yuanwu avoided this knife in great danger, and after landing, he rolled and half-squatted on the ground, the long sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes when he looked at Han Zaixing.

Han Zaixing swung his sword straight forward, the sword light was endless, Han Yuanwu's foothold was not stable, and he only had the power to parry in a hurry.

Feeling the increasingly powerful power of the opponent's blade, Han Yuanwu finally felt Han Lin's embarrassment just now, and his heart sank, and he lay down on the long sword on the spot, stabbing Han Zaixing's lower.