Han Kun's mouth was so rotten that he had all broken teeth. Even if he was healed, he would be disfigured. Han Yu's ruthless attack made many people gasp.
Han Yu's eyes swept across several elders, and finally he looked at Han Zhan briefly before walking off the ring. All of a sudden, the eyes of everyone looking at him changed. Is someone who can beat Han Kun without the power to fight back, still a waste
"How can someone who can't cultivate vitality be so powerful? His current strength is probably no weaker than a master of the sixth level of Yuanwu!"
"Don't forget, how many elixir Han Yu has refined over the past few years, the essence of the elixir is used to baptize the body, the body is naturally stronger than others, and it is natural to have more power. But just relying on brute force, let alone clan Meeting number one, even in the campaign competition, the chances of entering the top ten are slim.”
After Han Yu stepped down from the ring, only Han Shuang came over to congratulate him, while the others watched from the sidelines. No matter how many levels Han Yu has passed, in everyone's opinion, it is the fate of being kicked out of the Han family in the end, and it has nothing to do with the Han family.
Not long after, the first round of trials ended and the second round entered.
Han Yu was still the No. 7 arena. Before he could go up, a thin and tall man stood above him, shouting loudly, "Han Yu come up and die!"
This person is the son of Han Qingyun's second son, named Han Jian, who broke through to the sixth level of Yuanwu a month ago, and is now in the top ten among the younger generation of the Han family.
People were rushing here. Just now, Han Yu injured Han Kun with iron blood. Han Jian obviously wanted to avenge Han Kun. One can imagine how bloody this battle will be.
"Han Jian of the sixth level of Yuanwu is far more powerful than Han Kun of the fifth level of Yuanwu. Although Han Yu can defeat Han Kun, he has no chance of winning against Han Jian!"
"This time, even if you don't die, you have to peel off the skin!"
Under the eyes of many bad eyes, Han Yu slowly stepped onto the ring, and his pace was always the same.
"I want you to pay ten times for the injury Xiao Kun suffered!" Han Jian pointed at Han Yu, his expression extremely arrogant.
"Wait until you can win!" Han Yu responded coldly.
"It's too arrogant, Brother Jian, teach this waste a good lesson!" Many Han Jian followed and began to criticize Han Yu!
The referee walked between the two of them, looked at them, and frowned: "Click here to start!"
Before the referee had completely withdrawn from the ring, Han Jian took one step forward, and his body suddenly turned into several afterimages. The momentum of this shot alone was ten times better than that of Han Kun.
Achieving Han Yu's distance, Han Jian slapped it out. Suddenly, there was a roaring sound in his palm, and the wind was overwhelming, making Han Yu's clothes rattle.
"Second-order martial arts Expelling Wind Palm, Han Jian borrowed it from the martial arts pavilion half a month ago, but I didn't expect him to practice it!"
"As soon as the palm technique is released, it is overwhelming. The power of this palm is definitely ten times that of the flame fist!"
Not to mention others, even Han Zhan had a solemn expression on his face. He knew about Han Yu's situation. In the past few years, he had been training his body every day, and his body was far more powerful than the average person of the same level, so even if he faced Han Kun, who was at the fifth level of Yuanwu, Han Zhan didn't take it to heart. But Han Jian is not only stronger than Han Kun, but also has a higher level of martial arts, so he can't help worrying about Han Yu.
The wind of Han Jian's palm slashed on Han Yu's face like a knife, and Han Yu's expression changed slightly.
"Want to hide? Can you hide?" Han Jian sneered. The reason why he used the strongest means as soon as he made a move was because he wanted Han Yu to have no chance to beg for mercy, and he did not give Han Zhan any time to obstruct him. He wants to kill Han Yu with one blow!
"Han Yu is sure to lose this time, and the patriarch has to be replaced!"
"The patriarch is the number one expert of our Han family. If it were someone else, our Han family would be even weaker, right?"
Han Yu retreated again and again, and when he retreated to the edge of the ring, there was no way to retreat!
"If you have the ability, jump down and admit defeat!" Han Jian sneered.
Han Yu took a deep breath, took half a step forward, stood up in a lunge, and then shook hands into fists. At this time, people could clearly see that the clothes on Han Yu's body were slowly tightening, especially the muscles on his arms were clearly defined.
At the same time, a white light slowly floated on Han Yu's fist, and the white vitality turned into flowing water, covering the fist.
"Original Qi, it turned out to be vitality. When did Han Yu cultivate vitality?"
"Han Yu is not the third level of Yuanwu, he is already the fifth level of Yuanwu!"
In the stands, Han Zhan's eyes shot terrifying rays of light, and his whole body was shaking with excitement. Han Yu has cultivated his vitality, which means that he can embark on the path of cultivation.
Han Zhan doesn't care about the position of the patriarch. Now that Han Yu has cultivated his vitality, even if Han Yu loses, it will be a great thing.
Han Qingyun's face changed slightly, this kind of thing was something he didn't expect.
Han Jian snorted coldly: "What can you do if you cultivate vitality, you still lose. Your father will lose the position of the patriarch, and you will no longer have the identity of the Han family!"
"Really?" A sneer appeared on Han Yu's face, and he punched Han Jian's palm.
"Beyond your own power!" Han Jian didn't take it to heart at all.
Just as Han Yu punched, the dragon in his dantian raised his head and roared, spitting out a wisp of black energy that mixed into Han Yu's vitality. This wisp of black energy was very thin and weak, but the moment he entered his vitality, Han Yu clearly felt that his combat power had increased by more than 10% in an instant, which surprised and delighted him.
"Bang!"
The moment the fist and the palm meet, a loud bang rang out. Suddenly, a force rushed into Han Jian's arm like a flood, so much so that his face was twisted, and his body couldn't help but take seven steps backwards. On the other hand, Han Yu stood motionless.
Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, but Han Yu actually dropped the top ten Han Jian with a punch! This is something I never thought about before.
"What a powerful black gas!"
Han Yu was amazed, without the blessing of black qi, he would have been tied with Han Jian at most, but with black qi, he had the upper hand.
Han Yu didn't think much about it, he rushed out quickly, using the wind sweeping leaves and volleying kicks one after another, attacking one after another, leaving Han Jian no chance to fight back, forcing him to retreat again and again.
"what… "
Han Jian was going crazy, this feeling of being suppressed was extremely unpleasant.
Although Han Yu didn't have any martial arts skills, he was a punch to the flesh, which quickly left Han Jian with bruises all over his body. In the end, Han Yu kicked Han Jian's chest. Han Jian spat out a mouthful of blood and smashed down the ring.
"Pfft!"
Everyone's body trembled, Han Jian was defeated, and he was defeated so thoroughly!
Han Jian struggled to get up, his qi and blood attacked his heart for a while, then he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight down, fainting. Everyone held their breath, Han Yu was not only powerful, but also extremely ruthless. This was the only arena that saw blood in the competition, and it was also related to Han Yu twice.