Ice Valley!

The snow is falling, and the cold wind is howling!

In the cave, Han Chen was sitting on the futon, not cultivating, rubbing his fingers, playing with the jade slip, his eyes were slightly distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Teacher, what time is it now?"

Suddenly, Han Chen's eyes condensed slightly, turned his head to look at Guiguzi on the side, and asked softly.

There are no years of cultivation, and there is no change of day and night in this ice and snow valley, and the heavy snow has been falling non-stop, as if it will never stop, and I will participate in enlightenment and cultivation every day.

Time, he has long been blurred.

"It's the end of November in my heart, and in two days, it's December!" Guiguzi, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly and said.

"Half a month to go"

Han Chen exhaled lightly, it had been a month and a half since he had unknowingly entered the Ice and Snow Valley, and there was not much time left!

"What's the matter, can't you wait a little longer?" his gaze fell on Han Chen, and Guiguzi said with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Han Chen nodded lightly, a hint of battle intent appeared in his eyes.

Warriors are belligerent, especially geniuses, even more so.

Eager to fight with the strong, but also eager to compete with peers.

There is no way to coexist between geniuses, and who is strong or weak, there is only a battle.

Han Chen is a genius, and he has never hidden the fighting intent in his heart, he came to Dongling Academy to seek the Tao and improve himself. But at the same time, it is also for the sake of seeing more powerful geniuses.

Xiao Longwang, Huangchen, Leng Pojun

In addition to the chief of the Eighth Academy, there were also many young powerhouses, all of whom made Han Chen full of anticipation and eager to fight!

Half a month later, the year-end competition of Dongling Academy will begin.

Hundreds of thousands of geniuses, learning from each other. Competition, such scenes, just thinking about it makes people's blood boil!

"In a month and a half, you have successfully comprehended the rules of snow, broken through the Sword King Realm, and even crossed the half-step Sword Emperor. Directly achieve a one-star Sword Emperor. This kind of entry speed is indeed amazing!" Guiguzi's voice sounded.

"But you should also know that with your current strength, it is not enough to fight against Xiao Longwang and others!"

Refining the body is the peak of the two-star Sword Emperor, and refining the qi is the early stage of the one-star Sword Emperor. Under both internal and external cultivation, Han Chen's strength was far superior to before, enough to compete with the six-star Sword Emperor.

Compared to the average student, it is much stronger. Or even far away. But compared with the real top genius, the chief of the Eighth Academy, it is still a little inferior.

This is a gap in the foundation that cannot be bridged!

"I understand!" Taking a deep breath, the battle intent in Han Chen's eyes was suppressed, his five fingers were lightly grasped, he pinched the jade slip, and said slowly.

"There is still half a month. Keep improving!"

The year-end competition is extremely important to Han Chen, not only to be able to compete with many young powerhouses. Confirm each other.

There are other reasons as well.

For example, the duel with Nangong Jianchen, the bet of 50,000 bronze sword seals, must not be lost!

And that Yan Yunfeng.

Since that Xiahou Shang, there has been no movement, with his ruthless temperament, this is too unreasonable.

Han Chen estimated. At the end of the year, Yan Yunfeng should do it to himself.

Of course, he didn't forget to be lonely and cold.

This guy has a heritage and amazing strength, and he was stopped by Chen Longxiang last time. This time, Dabi should not be missed, and he will definitely make a move.

One is an elite disciple of the Wushuang Sect, a top genius. One is one of the chiefs of the Eighth Academy. There is also a Sword Venerable Inheritance.

Either one, it's not easy to mess with.

Now facing three people at the same time, Han Chen's heart is not under a lot of pressure.

Without any further delay, the jade slip was put away, Han Chen got up and walked to the entrance of the cave, sat down cross-legged, his eyes and jaws raised, his mood was calm, and he quickly entered an ethereal state and continued to comprehend.

The improvement of strength can be divided into two aspects.

One is the realm of cultivation. Han Chen's body refining cultivation reached the peak of the two-star Sword Emperor, which was nearly two great realms higher than Qi refining cultivation.

Han Chen only needs to comprehend the rules of snow, and if he goes further, he can absorb the aura of heaven and earth and directly improve his cultivation.

There is another aspect, which is the artistic conception!

In this ice and snow valley, Han Chen watched the snow and understood every day. The comprehension of the artistic conception of snow has already reached the state of perfection and tends to be harmonious.

There is only one opportunity left for transformation.

The artistic conception melts the soul, condenses into a front, and reaches the realm of 'meaning'.

It's for the sword intent!

Just being able to comprehend the sword intent, Han Chen's strength will definitely have a leap.

In two aspects, Han Chen couldn't choose, he could only do his best, and he didn't even know if he could succeed.

After all, half a month, time is really tight!

Time walks unhurriedly, never stopping for anyone.

Stepping into December, Dongling Academy gradually became lively, and the major cultivation secret realms also became extremely popular.

Everyone wants to seize this last moment and go one step further.

Han Linger and others also worked hard.

There is less time to get together, and everyone is trying to improve.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and finally it was the middle of December

In the small courtyard.

"How is it? Are you all ready?" Han Ling'er asked, her gaze swept over everyone.

Today, the year-end competition starts to register, and only those who register are eligible to participate in the year-end competition, if you miss it, then you can only apologize.

No matter how you cultivate to become a mystery, there is no way but to be a spectator and not to participate.

The registration time is three days, and after three days, the registration is over, and the preliminary selection will begin.

The strong advance and the weak eliminate until there are enough places.

Han Linger and others gathered here today to prepare to sign up together.

"Han Chen hasn't come back yet!" Han Xuan frowned and said.

"It's okay, there are still two days, Brother Han Chen won't miss the time!" Han Ling'er shook her head, she had confidence in Han Chenhe.

Then the group left the small courtyard and began to go to the registration office

"Sign up, Han Ling'er!"

"Sign up, Han Xuan!"

"Sign up, Yang Feng!"

There is a huge square on the Zhentian Peak, which is crowded with people, which is the place to sign up.

Han Linger and others quickly stepped forward, reported their names, and made a register.

Subsequently, everyone received an identity jade plaque, which was a voucher for registration, and the back of the jade plaque was embossed with a number.

When it comes to the preliminary round, everyone needs to decide the order of play based on these numbers.

All in all, this identity jade plate is very precious and cannot be lost.

"Ling'er!"

Just as a few people were about to leave, Su Murong and Lan Ling walked over.

"Senior Sister Murong, are you also here to sign up?" a smile bloomed on Han Linger's face.

Su Murong smiled softly and nodded. She is the chief of the first academy, but she is also a disciple of Zhen Tianfeng, and at the end of this year, she will naturally participate.

"Hasn't Han Chen been out of the customs yet?" his gaze swept through the crowd, and Su Murong asked. (To be continued......)