Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 6: Choose a martial art

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"Why is your hand okay?" Han Feng's eyes widened. Just now, Han Yu injured his calf with his right hand. Han Yu's right hand should be abolished!

Han Yu sneered, Han Feng's punch can indeed break the arms of many people. But the black gas spit out by the black dragon not only enhanced Han Yu's attack power, but also resisted most of Han Feng's power for him, so his arm was not hurt.

Han Yu didn't give Han Feng a chance to breathe, and quickly chased after him.

Han Feng wanted to stand up when a carp hit, but the pain in his left foot was unbearable and he fell directly. Han Yu just kicked his left rib, and Han Feng's body spun and hit the ground, breaking his waist.

The onlookers were already stunned. Han Feng was beaten down like a dog by Han Yu. This scene was too impactful.

Han Feng was abused by Han Yu for another three or four minutes before Han Yu lifted his foot like a ball and kicked Han Feng off the ring. Now Han Feng is injured all over and can't stand up. Not only did he fail to challenge Han Yu, he also didn't have the energy to challenge other people, so he directly lost the qualification to advance to the ranking competition. It can be said that stealing chickens can't be counterfeit a handful of rice.

"Okay, as expected of my son of Han Zhan!" Han Zhan was so excited that he couldn't help praising Han Yu in front of the whole clan.

Han Qingyun's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water, and until now, the fact that Han Yu could no longer be prevented from advancing. However, Han Qingyun was not too worried. Ten days later, not only these ten people will participate in the ranking competition, but the disciples who went to the Floating Cloud Sect to study art will also come back. Those people are the top strength of the younger generation of the Han family.

Han Yu wants to be first in the ranking competition, which is more difficult than reaching the sky.

In Han Zhan's study, there are only their father and son, Han Zhan laughed.

After a while, Han Zhan asked, "Xiaoyu, when did you cultivate your vitality, and you didn't even hide it from me!"

Although Han Zhan said this, he did not mean to blame, and his eyes were full of deep love.

Han Yu didn't hide it, and he said it out loud. When asked if Han Zhan knew who "Miss Mystery" was, Han Zhan chose to remain silent. His eyes couldn't help but glance at the portrait hanging behind the seat, and there was a deep love and lovesickness in his eyes.

In this portrait, there is a woman dressed in white, peerless and independent, like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, but that shallow smile is an inexhaustible tenderness. The eyebrows are like willow leaves, the eyes are like water, and the little cinnabar between the eyebrows adds a bit of extravagance.

This person is Han Yu's mother, but Han Yu has never seen her.

"Father, where did mother go?" Han Yu had asked this question countless times, but Han Zhan was always vague and did not answer directly.

Han Zhan sighed secretly, waved his hand and said, "Xiaoyu, go back and practice hard, don't let your mother down!"

Many people say that Han Yu's mother is dead, but Han Yu always feels that it is not so simple. From the bottom of his heart, he does not want his mother to die.

After returning home, Han Yu was not in a hurry to rest, but started punching again and again. Shenlong exhaled the blessing of black qi, which surprised and delighted him. He wanted to verify whether the black qi was harmful to him.

After fighting for half an hour, Han Yu felt relieved when he realized that the black qi was harmless to him.

"The blessing of a small strand of black qi will increase my combat power by more than 10%. If there is more black qi, wouldn't it be more powerful?"

Han Yu tried to use more black gas, but unfortunately, the black gas was all spit out by the dragon, and Han Yu couldn't control it himself.

The next morning was bright, and Han Yu went straight to the martial arts pavilion. Now that he is at the fifth level of Yuanwu, he can practice martial arts.

The martial arts pavilion has a total of three floors, the first and second floors are where martial arts are stacked, and the third floor is where martial arts are practiced.

As one of the three major families in Mangcheng, the Han family has a strong staff. There are more than 100 people in the immediate family alone, plus more than 300 people from side branches and foreign relatives. At this time, people from Wuji Pavilion come and go.

When everyone saw Han Yu coming in, they all wisely moved out of the way, and now no one dared to laugh at him as a waste.

Han Yu went directly to the second floor, because the first floor is all first-order martial arts, and now he has no eye for it.

The highest martial skill of the Han family is the third-order martial skill. It is called "Thousand Strikes of Thunder". After this set of palm techniques, followed by the second-order martial arts Dragon Tiger Fist.

Han Yu found the Lei Qianjian cheat book that had been piled up with dust in the corner, then took a copy of the Dragon Tiger Fist and went downstairs.

The deacon in charge of registration was dumbfounded when he saw the two martial arts books Han Yu had chosen, and persuaded: "Master Yu, if you want to practice martial arts, you can try first-order martial arts. You can't practice these two martial arts."

Han Yu asked, "Why can't I cultivate?"

The deacon said: "Although Dragon Tiger Fist is only a second-order martial skill, it has not reached the seventh level of Yuanwu, and it is basically difficult to successfully cultivate it; let alone the third-order martial skill Thunder Thousand Strike, even the patriarch has not yet successfully cultivated it. So, you know why you Can't you practice?"

Han Yu didn't change his face: "I want these two!"

The deacon suffocated, and said impatiently: "Okay, then these two books. But I have to remind you that these two martial arts are known for domineering. The light ones are seriously injured, and the heavy ones are hard to save.”

Han Yu didn't say a word, and the deacon didn't say anything. After registering, Han Yu took it away.

After Han Yu left the martial arts pavilion, he prepared dry food for three days, then left the Han family and went to Qilin Mountain.

Qilin Mountain is very famous in the surrounding area. There are many elixir on the mountain. Many cultivators will go to treasure hunting, including people from the Han family. There are many monsters on the mountain. Generally, wherever there are spiritual medicines, there will be monsters guarding them. If you want to get the elixir, you will inevitably start a bloody battle with monsters, which is full of endless danger.

However, this has also become a good place for young children of the three major families of Mangcheng to experience.

Han Yu can be regarded as a regular customer of Qilin Mountain, and he travels through the forest with ease. After going up the mountain for more than an hour, he found three first-grade elixir.

The guardian of these three first-grade elixir is a fourth-order Yuan beast saber-toothed wolf, whose realm is equivalent to a practitioner of the fourth-level Yuanwu, because the saber-toothed wolf is extremely fast, has thick skin and strong defense, and its teeth are as sharp as Generally speaking, practitioners of the fifth level of Yuanwu have to retreat when they encounter a knife. However, he was killed by Han Yu with one punch.

Han Yu put three first-grade elixir in the medicine basket and began to dissect the saber-toothed wolf.

Monster beasts, like humans, also practice cultivation. From low to high, they are Primordial Beast, Profound Beast, Spirit Beast, Soul Beast, etc. The realms correspond to human practitioners one by one, and Primordial Beasts are equivalent to practitioners in the Primordial Martial Realm. , divided into nine levels, one by one corresponding to the ninth level of Yuanwu of practitioners.

Humans form a cyclone in the dantian, and the monsters form the core of the monster in the dantian, which is a treasure. The beast core of this saber-toothed wolf is worth three hundred taels of silver in the market. Ordinary people can live on 10 taels of silver for a year, and 300 taels of silver can be considered a fortune, so Han Yu naturally cannot throw it away.

At this moment, there was an ironic voice: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's really powerful, one person can kill a fourth-order primordial beast. Although you have cultivated like a snail in recent years, you have also practiced a good pair. bone!"