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At this time, Ye Qianmo was forced two steps back by Yu Han's gigantic spiritual energy mass, he looked at Yu Han in shock, and secretly admired him in his heart. He steadied his body and channeled the spiritual energy in his dantian to form a fist. He then suddenly took a step forward, twisted his fist, and formed a tornado like violent spirit energy whirlpool. The tip of the whirlpool formed a sharp tip that shot out a piercing sound, straight towards the big hole in Yu Han's chest.

Ye Qianmo was shocked, his body suddenly released a strong Spirit Qi field around him, which wrapped around his own body.

Ye Qianmo stopped his cultivation and gave Yu Han a thumbs up, saying, "I am also very impressed by your Ghost Body!"

In an instant, huge waves of spiritual energy exploded on the battlefield. Thunder rumbled in everyone's ears, echoing in the blue sky.

Yu Han's body turned into a ray of white light and clashed with the black clouds.

The gazes of the crowd seemed to be attracted by a mysterious power as they focused on the light and shadow that revolved around the battlefield.

Yan Hongni's heart was filled with concern, as she anxiously looked at Yu Han's figure.

After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the two clumps of mist suddenly separated.

Everyone saw Yu Han's white robes and long hair fluttering in the wind, like a jade tree swaying in the wind, standing majestically on the battlefield, his face unchanging and his clothes neat and tidy. Ye Qianmo, on the other hand, had a ghastly pale face and was panting heavily.

Seeing that, the Chief Patriarch of the Martial House, Ouyang Luo shouted: "Ye Qianmo! Why are you not releasing the martial spirit yet? "

Hearing that, Ye Qianmo's body trembled, two cold lights shot out from his eyes, he waved his arms and roared. In a split-second, the air was filled with yellow sand flying up from his back, and the shadow of a lion with unruly mane and brandishing claws appeared in the midst of the flying sand and rocks. The male lion faced the sky and let out a long roar. It was powerful and vigorous, and its voice reverberated in the air.

"Ha!" Ye Qianmo roared, he waved both his arms, and balls of gushing Qi waves shot out from his body. Small hills of muscle appeared on his arms, surrounding them were spirit patterns shining with a fluorescent light, indicating the strength of his spirit energy and power.

Yu Han laughed coldly, and suddenly released his martial spirit s as well. In the golden light, the two dragons were playing with the pearls, it was leisurely and free, but the cold divine might it released caused one's heart to be filled with reverence.

"AHH!" The konjac! "

A wave of exclamations came from within the ranks of the Greencloud Martial House, and the forehead of Principal Ouyang Luo started to seep with sweat. They knew that this kind of martial spirit was extremely rare. A few hundred years ago, other than the Martial Saint, Master Xuan Tong, it had never appeared again. Ouyang Luo's heart immediately rose to his throat. The confident pagoda in his chest was slowly collapsing.

Ye Qianmo was also extremely shocked, he felt a trace of unease and fear, and a bad premonition swept past his heart. He gritted his teeth and suppressed the indescribable fear in his heart. He was determined to fight to the bitter end.

"Ha!"

Ye Qianmo roared, under the control of the male lion martial spirit, he waved his iron fists and attacked Yu Han.

"Phew!" Whoosh! BOOM! "Boom!"

Ye Qianmo's iron fists surrounded Yu Han, releasing a large group of berserk innate spiritual energy mass.

Yu Han's figure was like a leaf dancing in the wind and sand. He turned left and right, dancing up and down, graceful and free.

After a series of crazy explosions, Ye Qianmo's offense was a little weaker, and his momentum also decreased a little. Right at this moment, the martial spirit and twin dragons behind Yu Han suddenly became active, flying around while roaring loudly.

Borrowing the cold dragon's might, Yu Han roared loudly, his body suddenly appearing in front of Ye Qianmo as he released out the Frozen Ice Palms. Immediately, Ye Qianmo's body was wrapped in a dense cold mist.

"AHH!"

From the cold mist came Ye Qianmo's miserable wails. In an instant, the cold mist turned into a huge ice lump, sealing and freezing Ye Qianmo within.

"Boom!"

The battlefield erupted. Everyone was dumbstruck by this horrifying scene, and then they all cried out in alarm.

"Frozen Ice Palms!" Ouyang Luo exclaimed. He never thought that a young Yu Han would actually be able to cultivate such a profound cultivation technique. He knew that Ye Qianmo was definitely not a match for him. At this time, he could not care about his status, and suddenly flew into the air, with a step, he landed by Ye Qianmo's side, his palms spouted hot steam, which instantly melted the ice on Ye Qianmo's body.

Ouyang Luo turned to look at Yu Han and said, "Indeed, a hero comes from the ancient times. Your cultivation technique at such a young age is actually so profound, this old one is deeply impressed! With you here, Martial House will not step foot in Haotian Martial Academy anymore.

With that, Ouyang Luo carried Ye Qianmo who had yet to regain consciousness and flew back to the front of Martial House, shouting, "Return to Martial House, retreat!"

Immediately, the men of the Green Cloud Martial House heard the news and scattered like birds.

"Yu Han!" Yan Hongni flew in front of Yu Han, tightly hugged him, and imprinted a deep kiss on his cheek …

Just then, Principal Cheng, Principal Qiu, Instructor Luo, and Instructor Fang also walked over and patted Yu Han's shoulders in praise.

Yu Han bowed to the instructors one by one.

"Child, Apothecary Ling is not wrong about you, and neither are we wrong about you. You are indeed a rare genius in this world, a good child with an outstanding knowledge." Instructor Fang said excitedly as he held Yu Han's hand.

Principal Qiu also said, "That's right! This child not only has an outstanding talent in the Martial Dao, but also has a rare good character that values loyalty and righteousness! "

Dean Cheng and Instructor Luo nodded their heads in agreement.

"Child, why did you come to Martial House this time?" Principal Cheng asked Yu Han.

After Yu Han heard this, he quickly replied, "Reporting to the Principal, the reason why I came down the mountain this time is because I have already finished my job. Secondly, Principal Nan Gong entrusted me to participate in the great competition that happens once every five years in Longzhou to win honor for the Martial House. "

Sima Chang Feng who was standing at the side nodded and said, "I was the one that was sent to the branch academy after receiving the invitation letter. I didn't expect Principal Nangong to send you." Child, there is still some time before the fifteenth day of the fifth month of the Longzhou competition. When are you going to get up to go to Longzhou? "

"I want to stay in Martial House for the night. I'll get up tomorrow!" Yu Han replied.

"Good child, the small courtyard and house you lived in back then are still empty. You can rest there tonight!" Principal Cheng said.

"Alright!" Yu Han joyfully nodded, and said: "Thank you, Principal!"

"Alright!" Everyone, go back to your respective Martial House s. You will have two days of vacation today and begin your cultivation the day after tomorrow! "

Chief Dean Sima Chang Feng announced loudly.

"Good!" It's time for the holidays! "

The young boys and girls cheered as they walked towards their respective Martial House s.

Instructor Fang grabbed Yu Han's hand and said: "Child, let's go! Come back to the Lower Courtyard with me first. Tell me about your situation in the Branch during this past year! "

"That's right!" I want to hear it too! " Principal Qiu Feng said from the side.

Yu Han quickly said: "I have the same intentions as you."

"Go!" Let's go together! " Dean Cheng, Instructor Luo said with interest.

Thus, under the escort of the young men and women, Yu Han and the various Divine Instructors walked towards the Lower House together.

When they arrived at the lower courtyard, the principal, the instructors and the young boys and girls gathered around Yu Han and heard his story of when he was training in the lower courtyard.

The setting sun was as red as blood, and the colorful clouds filled the sky. It was already evening, so Yu Han bid farewell to the various instructors and returned to the upper court. His friends immediately surrounded Yu Han and escorted him to the courtyard where he used to live. The small courtyard was still the same, the house was neat and tidy, the open door cheerfully welcomed its former owner.

Sitting in the small room, there were a few youths who served dinner at the cafeteria. Everyone ate as they listened to Yu Han recount his experiences of being in the higher class in the branch academy.

After a long time had passed, Yu Han finally returned to the place where he had parted from for a long time. Infinite emotions arose in his heart, as he remembered how he had been promoted from the lower court to the upper house, and also from the upper house to be promoted to the higher class of the branch. From being trash in the eyes of others to becoming a genius admired by everyone, every single step was filled with hardship and bitterness.

He saw that amongst these young men and women, other than knowing each other, there were also new faces. From the bottom of his heart, he wished that they could be like him, who had fought tirelessly to become the genius and pride of the Martial House.

Yu Han asked the young boys and girls about the situation in Martial House, and they all talked at once. Yu Han heard from the people's mouths that other than the addition of a few more new students in Martial House, the rest were as usual.

Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was already deep into the night. Everyone left, one by one, until only Yan Hongni, Geng Tianlei, and He Wenyan remained.

Yu Han took out spiritual nucleus s from his backpack and gave them to the three of them. After watching them eat, he laughed: "I don't have any good gifts, I only have these spiritual nucleus s."

Looking at Geng Tianlei's pale face, Yu Han asked concernedly: "Senior brother, how are your injuries?"

"I'm fine!" This injury is nothing! " Geng Tianlei stuck out his chest and laughed.

They chatted for a while longer before Geng Tianlei and He Wenyan bid their farewells and left.

Only Yan Hongni remained in the hut. Yu Han sat on the bed and looked Yan Hongni in the eye. The two pairs of eyes met each other. They just stared at each other for a long time without saying a word. They missed each other a thousand times and were filled with endless tenderness.

Late at night, the night bird's cry came from the sky, they called to each other, tirelessly driving the night road, to their dream of heaven.

Faintly, Yu Han felt that he was still training in Martial House. However, this time, he was not a student, but a teacher. He was wholeheartedly teaching his students. This was his first time as a teacher, and he felt both novel and excited. He did not know how to teach, and only knew that he was doing the movements of a cultivation technique to let his students follow his rhythm, learn from, and coordinate with him.