Han Lin clenched his teeth, and his left hand held down his right arm, which was twitching from severe pain.

But the red blood was still gushing like a spring, and it couldn't stop flowing out of the finger marks that were deep in the bones, and in a short time, Han Lin's entire right arm was soaked in blood red, and the five finger marks looked extremely hideous.

"Drip, drip" Drops of blood ran down Han Lin's hanging right arm across his fingertips and dripped onto the ground with a crisp sound.

Han Lin removed his left hand from his shoulder, his right arm lost the pressure of his left hand, and bright red blood suddenly gushed out from his finger marks.

"Hiss" But Han Lin didn't care about it, reached out and grabbed the strip of rag on his right arm that originally belonged to the long sleeve in his hand, and pulled it hard, and there was a sound of the cloth tearing, and the strip of cloth was torn off by it in response.

Han Lin wrapped the torn strip of cloth around the shoulder of his right arm a few times, bit one end of the strip of cloth with his teeth, grabbed the other end with his left hand, and pulled it hard, tying a dead knot at the shoulder.

The dead knot inhibited the blood flow, and after a while, the speed of blood flowing out of the finger marks on his right arm also slowed down, and after a while, the finger marks stopped bleeding out completely.

At this time, Han Lin breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and stared at Han Yu with his eyes, his black eyes flashing with rage.

"Okay, then let's continue!" On the other side of the platform, Han Yu didn't stop Han Lin's movements, just quietly watched Han Lin's movements, and at this time, he saw Han Lin raise his head, as if he didn't see the anger in Han Lin's eyes, and said lightly.

Han Lin took a deep breath, raised his left hand, clenched his fist across his chest, and the internal breath in his body was running rapidly, and the powerful force was stirring in Han Lin's body, and even the pain in his right arm seemed to be reduced a lot because of this.

A faint inner breath lingered back and forth on his left fist, and a thick yellow halo quickly emerged from his left hand, and the yellow halo was even richer than before, like a dense fog that could not be dissolved.

"Come on!" Han Lin raised his head, looked at Han Yu coldly with his eyes, and gently spit out two words.

Han Yu pursed his lips disdainfully, Han Lin in his heyday was not his opponent, not to mention that now he only had one left arm.

The strength of a martial artist is basically all on the right arm, and a martial artist without the right arm is no different from waste.

Han Yu's five fingers curled slightly, and his inner breath surged out from the dantian, following a strange route of strength to his hands, and Han Yu's claws suddenly became as sharp as knives.

Although this Han Lin has average talent, with his tenacious character, his future achievements may not be weaker than Han Yu. But now, looking at Han Lin on the stage, even though his right arm is temporarily disabled, he still gritted his teeth to continue to compete with Han Yu, Song Baishan nodded and said softly. It's just that after saying the most, he stopped and shook his head. The words speak for themselves.

Hearing this, the three Han Chen beside him all nodded silently.

Although Han Lin's internal cultivation level was slightly higher than Han Yu's, Han Lin, who was a side disciple, could not compare to Han Yu as the grandson of an elder in terms of qualifications and cultivation conditions.

Although Han Yu was slightly weaker in terms of internal cultivation, a roll of Yellow Rank Five-Rank Battle Technique not only completely broke this disadvantage, but also allowed Han Yu to gain an absolute advantage. This shows how important an advanced attack method is.

And this is just the Yellow Order, what about the Xuan Rank, the Earth Level, and the Heaven Rank on it?

Han Yu stared at his claw-shaped hands, and a rich yellow halo appeared again, and a little green light flickered in them.

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Han Yu's soles stepped heavily on the ground, and a loud and muffled sound suddenly sounded on the bluestone platform. The body was like a white man, rushing towards Han Lin fiercely.

One word step, the second-grade combat skill of the yellow rank, belongs to the body combat skill, and the five-star sword servant can be practiced.

A slotted step, as the name suggests, can only move quickly in a straight line. Although the grade is only the second rank of the Yellow Order, in terms of speed, it is no less than the body combat skills of the fourth rank of the Yellow Order.

But the disadvantage is also huge, that is, it can only move quickly in a straight line, and cannot move left and right.

Han Lin's eyes were solemn, staring at Han Yu who was approaching quickly, although he was angry in his heart, Han Lin also understood that in the face of Han Yu, now that his right arm was temporarily useless, he only had one chance to make a move with his left hand.

Win or lose, in the next moment!

Han Yu, who rushed over like a white man, came to Han Lin's side in the blink of an eye.

When he was half a meter away from Han Lin's body, Han Yu's figure suddenly stopped, and the right claw placed on his waist struck towards Han Lin's chest with a slight sound of breaking through the air.

This claw was a blow from Han Yu's full strength, and there was no mercy at all, if Han Lin couldn't dodge and his sternum was broken, he would definitely not be able to continue cultivating for at least half a year.

Han Lin's eyes, which also understood this, glared angrily, his body moved, and his left arm, which was across his chest, was slightly bent, and he rushed forward, blocking Han Yu's claws.

"Hiss" looked at Han Lin who was actually delusional about using his left arm to block his claw attack, and a hint of mockery flashed in Han Yu's eyes. Fingertips as sharp as knives slashed across Han Lin's left arm like lightning.

The next moment, the long sleeves on Han Lin's left arm also turned into strips of rags flying in the sky as before. At the same time, there are five more finger marks on the arm that are deep and bone-seeing.

The intense pain made Han Lin's brows furrow, his lips pursed tightly, and he didn't care about the five bleeding finger marks on his left arm.

The left hand suddenly opened, turning a fist into a palm, and the left arm was handed forward at a faster speed. At this moment, the yellow halo on his hand suddenly skyrocketed by a few points.

"Heartbreaker!"

Heart-destroying palms, yellow-level four-grade combat skills, and eight-star swordsmen can all be practiced.

Han Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and he was surprised that Han Lin had actually mastered a volume of Yellow Order Four-Rank Battle Technique. But then a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

The left claw was raised, and it quickly buckled on the finger marks of Han Lin's right arm, which had been stained red with blood, and the five fingers were slightly curved, and the fingertips as sharp as knives stabbed into the five finger marks.

Suddenly, several blood arrows erupted again from the finger marks on Han Lin's right arm, which had stopped bleeding.

Han Lin's already pale face was even more bloodless at this time, and the sharp pain in his heart made his body stagnate slightly.

"Ah" Han Lin bit the tip of his tongue sharply and pressed down the sharp pain. With a roar, his left palm slammed into Han Yu's chest.

"Bang!"

In the face of the imminent attack, Han Yu only had time to turn sideways slightly, but he couldn't dodge after all, and there was a muffled sound. Han Lin's left palm was firmly imprinted on Han Yu's right shoulder.

"Poof" Han Yu's body trembled, his face turned pale, and then he flushed, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth to spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

And Han Lin, who tried his best to slap out a palm, was exhausted at this time, raised his eyes and glanced at Han Yu, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth. Then his body went limp, and he fell backwards.

spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and although the right shoulder was still in severe pain, the churning qi and blood in the body gradually subsided.

However, at this time, Han Yu was extremely angry in his heart, he never imagined that he would be injured by this lowly side disciple.

Looking at Han Lin who was falling backwards, a cold light flashed in Han Yu's eyes, he took a step forward, his left hand condensed his claws, and grabbed Han Lin's throat fiercely.

Seeing Han Yu's movements, everyone around the square suddenly stood up, their eyes full of horror.

The heart-shattering palm just now had already exhausted the internal breath in Han Lin's body, and his arms were injured, and blood kept flowing outward. Under the excessive blood loss, Han Lin had fallen into a coma at this time.

Han Yu's move was to directly want to take Han Lin's life.

The fists and feet are ruthless, and injuries are inevitable, but I didn't expect Han Yu to be so bold and ruthless, and he wanted to take Han Lin's life in front of everyone.

Han Chen, who also got up and stood up, looked at Han Yu, who was falling quickly towards Han Lin on the platform, shook his head lightly and sighed slightly.

The two of them were too close, and Han Yu's attack came in an instant. Even if a few people have the heart to save each other, they can't do anything.

Just when everyone in the audience thought that Han Lin would definitely die, suddenly everyone's eyes flickered, and an old man in a black robe had appeared between the two.

In the face of Han Yu's full attack, the old man didn't look at it, and waved his hand lightly, and Han Yu, who had already rushed to Han Lin's side, suddenly felt like he had been hit hard, and his body was thrown backwards. It flew straight five or six meters before it landed.

At this time, Han Chen and the others could see the appearance of the old man clearly, and the old man was the fifth elder who had presided over the selection of the assessment before.