Chapter 94

"Too strong, come again!"

After a failure, Han Yun once again displayed the wings of the war spirit.

This time, Han Yun carefully controlled the war Qi. The war Qi worked. Han Yun's body slowly floated under the wings of the war spirit.

"Hahaha... It feels wonderful!"

The first flight, Han Yun's eyes were full of excitement.

Although I have flown in my previous life, this feeling of flying out of thin air is really fucking cool!

"Hum..."

As soon as Han Yun's mind fluctuated, the war Qi suddenly got out of control, and Han Yun's body fell directly.

"Touch!"

The ground shook violently.

But I didn't know the happy look on Han Yun's face.

"The wings of the fighting spirit not only need the right fighting Qi, but also keep the mind calm..."

Sitting cross legged, Han Yun began to ponder the mystery contained in it.

The next day, Han Yun was able to control the wings of Zhan Ling slowly. However, his posture made people sweat.

"I can fly too!"

On the mountain.

Han Yun gave a long roar, and a burst of bold words suddenly appeared in Han Yun's heart.

Flying is just the beginning.

He Han Yun, one day he will stand on the peak and accept everyone's worship.

"Keep practicing!"

Han Yun settled down and continued to practice the control of the wings of the fighting spirit.

Time passed slowly.

One day was spent in Han Yun's practice.

The next day, Han Yun spread the wings of the fighting spirit and rushed to the Xuantian peak carelessly. Looking at Han Yun's illusory wings, the passers-by were full of envy.

Wings of war spirit, that's the symbol of war spirit.

"Look, it seems that Han Yun humiliated the Third Prince of Yueling country last time!"

"Yes, it's really him!"

"I heard that the seventh prince, a talented disciple of Yueling Kingdom, came today!"

"The seventh prince, he is the most powerful man in the realm of war king. I heard that he killed three level-6 monsters in the northern mountains last time to prove the war king. It seems that there is a good play this time!"

"Good play? Facing the king of war, I'm afraid he will kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

……

A lot of comments came into Han Yun's eyes.

"Seven princes?"

Han Yun frowned slightly.

The information of the seventh Prince of Yueling Kingdom appeared in Han Yun's mind.

Name: Li Tiangang.

Age: seventeen.

Cultivation: Level 3 war king.

Skill: be good at the moon spirit phantom of the moon spirit country, and have a special constitution of the moon spirit body.

After reading the introduction of the seventh prince, Han Yun looked a little dignified.

Level 3 war king, 17 years old, this talent can only be described as terror.

More importantly, in the talent summary given by Meigu fairy to Han Yun, this person was able to rank seventh.

"War king! But if you want to kill me, I'm afraid Han Yun won't let you do it!"

A terrible light rose in Han Yun's eyes.

Then the war Qi shook and the body method began. Han Yun's figure quickly disappeared in the air. At that speed, the general war division can only see a light and shadow passing by.

On Xuantian peak.

In xuantianzong's martial arts arena, there are 20 challenge platforms standing on the martial arts arena. Outside the martial arts arena, there are countless people.

When Han Yun came to the martial arts arena, the battle had begun.

Look up at challenge arena No. 1.

The two men confronted each other and began to observe Qi. There was no hiding in their cultivation. One was a level seven war division and one was a level three war spirit.

There is no suspense in the battle.

A moment later, the level seven division automatically conceded defeat.

Han Yun shook his head slightly and looked up at the other challenge arena again. On each challenge arena, there were two people with weak strength fighting.

"This is the list of the sons of heaven in the northern regions. The purpose of the first round of challenge arena war should be to clean up the fighters of these war divisions!"

A touch of enlightenment rose in Han Yun's heart.

"Challenge arena 17, the 78th challenge arena battle, 338 to 337!"

A deep voice suddenly sounded in the martial arts arena.

"I..."

Han Yun's eyes flashed.

"Hahaha... Finally it's my turn. Who's number 338? Come out and admit defeat!"

A crisp voice attracted the eyes of most people in the martial arts arena.

I saw a arrogant man, spread a pair of illusory wings and flew from the crowd. His eyes swept around like a king high above.

"Level 2 warspirit?"

Han Yun frowned.

The information he filled in was only the level 7 division, while the person fighting was the level 2 spirit, which made it clear that he didn't want to enter the next round.

"Who is it? Get out of here..."

Seeing that Han Yun didn't answer, the man immediately began to shout arrogantly.

"Is it me?"

Han Yun's low voice spread out.

When people around saw Han Yun's response, they quickly made way for Han Yun.

However, when they saw Han Yun's accomplishments, the people around them immediately took a pity look at Han Yun.

Level 7 division vs. Level 2 spirit?

When they saw Han Yunxiu, they suddenly lost interest and turned around to watch the battles in other arenas.

If the battle in challenge arena No. 17 doesn't last for a minute as expected, Han Yun will be beaten down by a man.

And Han Yun, the Lord.

Of course, I also know the eyes of people.

Although his accomplishments have entered the realm of level-1 war spirit, there is hidden Qi. Han Yun's accomplishments look like the realm of level-7 war division.

"The realm of talent fighting division?"

Seeing Han Yun's accomplishments, the man couldn't help but raise a sneer in his eyes and shouted disdainfully: "waste of the war division, you'd better admit defeat directly!"

"Admit defeat?"

Han Yun ignored the man.

Then he walked towards the challenge arena step by step.

The people who saw this scene suddenly looked a little frozen. The figure on the challenge arena seemed a little different.

If you were an ordinary person, I'm afraid you would have panicked.

But on Han Yun's face, they didn't even see any change, as if he didn't pay attention to the challenge competition in front of him.

"How dare you ignore me?"

When the man saw that Han Yun ignored himself, his eyes immediately showed some anger.

The eyes around him fell in the man's eyes, more like mocking him.

"Boy, I decided to cripple you!"

The man looked at Han Yun who finally stepped into the challenge arena and cheered coldly.

"Disabled?"

Han Yun shook his head slightly and then replied faintly: "I remember your request. Unexpectedly, you like disability, then I will fulfill you!"

"Help me? Ha ha..."

The man was a little stunned, then smiled sarcastically, raised his head, looked at Han Yun and said with disdain:

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know! I don't need to know!"

"I'm a disciple of the war martial arts academy. Do you know how far we are? I'm a level 2 war spirit, and you're just a waste of level 7 war division!"

The man looked at Han Yun and said sarcastically.

"War academy?"

Han Yun raised his eyebrows. The name seems familiar.