Chapter 95

Then a light suddenly rose from Han Yun's mind.

"Remember!"

Han Yun patted his head and finally remembered.

The last time I came to xuantianfeng to register, the two elder martial brothers and sisters bullied by Qizhu were from the war martial arts academy. It seems that the elder martial brother is going to give his younger martial sister to brother Qizhu, a fat pig.

"So you are from the war academy?"

Han Yun looked at the man with a slight contempt in his eyes.

Bullying, I'm afraid the war martial arts academy is just a small force!

In fact, Han Yun guessed right.

The man in front of him is the only strong man in the war Martial Arts Academy who has entered the war spirit realm. In the war martial arts academy, the man has been respected by all kinds of people.

"How dare you belittle me?"

The man looked ferocious when he saw Han Yun's eyes.

If Han Yun is a war spirit, he can understand with such eyes, but Han Yun is just a war master.

This makes men how to bear it!

"What about you? Are you special? Are you strong? Or is your father the leader of Xuantian sect?"

Han Yun looked at the man and shouted sarcastically.

"I'll kill you!"

The man was furious.

"Zhanwu boxing!"

With one punch, the gathering war gas hit the clouds of North and South Korea.

"Touch..."

A violent collision.

Han Yun clenched his fist and didn't even bother to use all kinds of skills in the system. He was a fist with his flesh.

But even such a punch is not what men can bear.

Han Yun's war spirit has already reached the level of level II war spirit, because Han Yun's physique is strong, and Han Yun's war spirit is much stronger than that of the same realm.

Coupled with the addition of level 4 monster physique, Han Yun's combat power absolutely exceeds the level 2 fighting spirit.

"Pedal pedal..."

The man's body retreated rapidly, his face turned red, his hands hung on his side, and the man's fingers trembled involuntarily.

"How can you be so strong?"

The man asked impressively.

Outside the challenge arena.

Seeing the changes, the crowd quickly looked at the No. 17 challenge arena.

Eyes fell on them.

Feeling the eyes of the people, the man couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. He was repulsed by a level 7 division. It was a shame!

"Uncle, it's not that I'm too strong, but you're too weak. Level 2 war spirit, you should practice at home for a few more years, but depending on your age, you should have no chance to participate in the next round. It's really pathetic!"

Han Yun looked at the man and said sympathetically.

The crowd was stunned.

When the man heard Han Yun's words, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. A level seven Division said he was poor, but he thought how much he had been hit in his heart.

"Boy, die!"

"Still coming?"

Han Yun was stunned.

"Zhan Wuquan, die!"

"Alas..."

Looking at the man who condensed war Qi into war fist again, Han Yun couldn't help sighing.

Little Xuan level fighting fist, the martial arts academy is really poor.

"Kneel down!"

"Touch!"

This time, Han Yun didn't even bother to move his hand.

He jumped up and Han Yun stepped down directly from the man's head.

"Touch!"

Han Yun dropped his foot on the man's shoulder.

The man's body rushed to North Korea and South Korea and stopped abruptly.

Standing in place, the man's legs trembled.

"Tut tut... Strength is not small!"

Han Yun's strength increased again, and the man's legs began to bend. Finally, he couldn't bear it.

"Touch!"

"Ow, ow..."

In the man's roar, the man knelt down.

"Alas..."

Everyone sighed.

Kneeling on both knees, you can see from the man's eyes. In the future, even if the man can stand up again, it is difficult to get out of this shadow.

"Who is this person? How can the level 7 division be so strong?"

"I don't seem to have seen him. Is he a talented disciple of a big family?"

"I've seen this man. He once stepped on Li Chi in front of Xuantian peak!"

"What, Li Chi!"

……

Everyone was shocked.

Looking at Han Yun's look one by one, they began to change.

The man at Han Yun's feet also suddenly became silent. Then he looked at Han Yun and said bitterly, "I admit defeat!"

"Oh, oh!"

Han Yunsong opened his feet.

"Just admit defeat. I haven't had enough!"

Han Yun underestimated it.

The voice of the xuantianzong disciple nearby has come.

338 wins!

"This is your ID card. Congratulations on entering the top 300, but I'm afraid you have to rely on yourself to enter the later battle!"

Xuantianzong disciple looked at Han Yun and said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Han Yun arched his hand slightly.

"My name is He Yan. If you want to join Xuantian sect, you can go to Xuantian sect to find seven elders!"

He Yan looked at Han Yun and whispered.

"Thank you!"

When Han Yun heard he Yan's words, he was stunned at first, and then whispered his thanks.

"Hey, hey... Why are you thanking me? You can fight with level 7 warrior and level 2 warrior spirit. This talent is enough to be my senior brother!"

He Yan smiled and announced the next round of challenge arena war again.

Han Yun took the ID card, shook his head and left xuantianzong.

Han Yun doesn't understand what he Yan means. These countless disciples who participate in the list of the sons of heaven in the northern regions have no bad talent.

Xuantianzong, a disciple with extremely rebellious talent, has no chance to get it, but some disciples with ordinary talent still have a chance if xuantianzong is willing to invite.

78.

Open the ID card.

A line of words appeared in front of Han Yun again.

Opponent: No. 77.

Accomplishments: Level 5 battle spirit.

Battle time: tomorrow morning!

After watching the time, Han Yun began to watch other challenge arena battles.

But after watching for a moment, Han Yun began to feel sleepy.

In the challenge arena battle, there was no strong king of war as Han Yun imagined. To Han Yun's dismay, the strongest battle in the morning was only level 9 fighting spirit.

"Elder martial brother, why didn't you see the strong king of war appear in the challenge arena?"

Han Yun found a xuantianzong disciple and asked in a low voice.

"War king?"

The xuantianzong disciple looked at Han Yun with disdain and then said, "the king of war can directly compete for the top ten. In other arena wars, the highest level is only level 9 fighting spirit!"

"Oh!"

Han Yun finally understood.

But the next moment, a sudden cry of surprise came.

"Look, Kun Yi is coming!"

"It's really him. He's so terrible. Last time he ranked 100th in the list of the sons of heaven in the northern region with a war division. I don't know how many places he can rank this time!"

"I heard he entered the war spirit!"

……

Exclamations came.

Han Yun hurriedly looked at No. 7 challenge arena and saw an extremely terrible bloody anger coming from No. 7 challenge arena.

On the challenge arena, there was a arrogant young man.

The young man carried a bloody sword behind his back. The sword did not come out, but it had been filled with a strong smell of blood, and the smell on the young man was also very terrible.

"Kun Yi!"

Han Yun frowned.

Somehow, looking at the sword behind the boy, Han Yun suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

It seems that there is something terrible hidden inside.