Chapter 8

"Han Han, I will make you regret!"

The killing intention in Han Yun's eyes was infinite. Han Yun seemed to suppress an extremely violent beast. His body flashed. Han Yun left the shabby courtyard with lian'er.

In the small courtyard, only two bodies were left to fall in a pool of blood.

Inside the inn.

Han Yun had lian'er cleaned and then wiped the potion for her. It was not until late at night that Han Yun left the inn again.

Before returning to Han's house, Han Yun still has one thing to do, that is to find a backer.

Because Han Yun knows that no one in the Han family can compare with Han Feng. Going back so recklessly will only backfire.

In the night.

Han Yun's figure turned into a dark shadow and entered the most mysterious place in Hancheng.

TakeDo union!

Wudao trade unions are all over the three northern countries. They are the holy land of Wudao. Here, casual cultivation can find tasks and get corresponding remuneration.

Similarly, Wudao trade union is also the largest force in the three northern regions.

Everyone will join the Wudao trade union. The trade union will not restrict its members, but once they join the trade union, they can get the shelter of the trade union.

In the most central part of Hancheng, there is great noise in an ancient castle.

Outside the ancient castle, there is a simple word of war. When ordinary people see it, the war spirit is chilly.

"Is this where the trade union is registered?"

Han Yun went to the front desk and asked a blonde.

Women's melon seed face, long legs around the outside, with a sweet smile on her face, is easy to attract people's favor.

"Hello, is it grade certification or joining the trade union?"

The woman showed her signature smile and asked Han Yun.

"I want to apply to join the union!"

Han Yun said his purpose.

"Uh huh! If you want to join the union, fill out this form first, and then take the grade test!"

The woman handed Han Yun a form.

Han Yun looked at it lightly. There were some common materials on the form, such as the name of cultivation.

Without much consideration, Han Yun filled it out directly!.

"The grade test is on the second floor!"

When the woman saw that Han Yun's level was filled in as a level 9 soldier, her face suddenly looked a lot colder.

"Level 9 soldiers also want to join the martial arts guild? Now people really don't know themselves more and more!"

A sarcastic sneer came from afar.

I saw three figures coming slowly. The man in the center, dressed in royal clothes and holding a folding fan in his hand, had a handsome face and elegant demeanor, but his nostrils facing the sky greatly damaged his image.

"It's master Han!"

When the woman sitting on the stage saw this man, she immediately raised a warm smile in her eyes and greeted him with a smile on her face.

"Hey... Xiaoyuan, don't you even look at people in the martial arts guild now? He's just a level 9 soldier. My Han family's watchdog is better than him!"

The man looked at Han Yun with disdain.

"Watchdog?"

Han Yun gave his body a meal and slowly turned his head.

His eyes swept through the hall and then fell on the man: "I haven't seen the guard dog of the Han family, but it's the dog of the Han family. I met one today! Did I come out today without looking at the Yellow calendar? I just met a dog and was sprayed with Dog History by the dog, tut..."

"Hahaha..."

The hall burst into laughter.

"Who are you, boy? Our young master is a direct disciple of the Han family. Now he has become a level 3 war master. Dare you call our young master a dog? Do you want to see the king of hell earlier?"

A ferocious servant came up and said fiercely.

"Oh, so you admit that your young master is a dog of the Han family?"

Han Yun's mouth was full of sarcasm.

"You... I..."

The ferocious servant's face changed greatly, especially when he saw the gloomy little face of the Royal young man next to him, he was scared and trembled.

"Get down!"

The young man in royal clothes stepped forward and looked at Han Yun with cold eyes. Then he seemed to think of something. The young man suddenly said strangely: "are you here to test the first-class warfighter?"

"Han Xuan, level 3 division!"

A message appeared in Han Yun's mind.

"Level 3 division?"

Han Yun mocked wantonly at the corners of his mouth. Then he took a faint look at Han Xuan and walked towards the hall on the second floor.

The ignored eyes immediately turned Han Xuan's face into pig liver color.

"Dare to ignore me, I want you to die!"

Han Xuan's eyes slightly raised a sense of killing.

"Young master, do you think this portrait is like waste Han Yun?"

The ferocious servant next to Han Xuan suddenly asked with surprise.

"You mean Han Yun?"

Han xuanmei frowned, then shook his head and said, "this waste did not know why he killed brother Han Han's brother. Now Brother Han is looking for him everywhere. If it was him, I killed myself. He went to brother han to ask for credit!"

"The young master is right. I'm afraid the waste was afraid just now, young master!"

"Hey, hey... But his girl is pretty good. If it weren't for Han Han's face last time, I would have robbed him for meat......"

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During the conversation, a burst of wanton laughter.

Han Yun heard such a remark, and the cold in his eyes suddenly flourished. He dared to provoke lian'er. He would let him remember this lesson forever.

"Boy, are you here to test?"

A low voice woke Han Yun up.

"Exactly!"

Han Yun gave a slight meal and quickly answered respectfully.

Standing in front of Han Yun is an old man with white hair. His momentum is hidden, as if he were an ordinary old man.

But the message in Han Yun's mind made Han Yun have to respect it.

"Zhang Yu, President of Wudao trade union, became the third level war king!"

It turned out to be the king of war. The old man in charge of the test turned out to be a powerful king of war.

"Han Yun has seen the elder!"

Han Yun respectfully saluted.

"Boy, what kind of test do you choose?"

When the old man saw Han Yun salute, his eyes suddenly showed some interest.

If the Bodhi fruit of Beiyu mountain had not been born this time, he would not have appeared in this small Korean city.

"There are two more tests?"

Han Yun was stunned.

"Boy, you've never been tested!"

Zhang Yu looked at Han Yun and looked a little strange.

"That... Cough..."

Han Yun smiled awkwardly.

"You are Han Yun!"

Just as the old man was ready to explain to Han Yun, an arrogant voice came from behind Han Yun again.

Han Xuan walked to the test table with a proud face.

"Old man, he's the waste of my Han family. Of course, he hasn't been tested. My young master is here to certify the third level war division. Please certify it for me!"

Han Xuan looked at the old man and said proudly.

"Waste?"

In Zhang Yu's eyes, there is something strange. Is there a second-class war division waste?

"There are two modes to test here. One is to choose the warrior with corresponding strength from our martial arts trade union. If you can stick to it for a quarter of an hour, it will be over. The second is to find your own opponent."

The old man looked at Han Yun and gave Han Xuan a slight look.

"Find your own opponent!"

Han Yun's eyes lit up, and then he understood Zhang Yu's mind. He turned his head and looked at Han Xuan and said, "I'll challenge him!"

"Challenge me!"

Han Xuan's eyes were slightly stiff, and then he said sarcastically: "the little level 9 soldier also dares to challenge me. I think you want to die by yourself!"

"If you want to fight, fight quickly, or get out!"

The old man frowned and felt a chill in his eyes.

Seeing the chill in the old man's eyes, Han Xuan immediately shook slightly and said, "good!"

"Didi..."

"The challenge mode is turned on. Defeat Han Xuan and reward one achievement point!"