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"Whew" Han Chen exhaled lightly, slowly withdrew his fist, and looked at Han Yu, who had fallen into a coma when he fell into the audience, his eyes were full of calm and indifference.

At this time, there was silence in the field, and one after another disbelieving eyes fell on the handsome young man on the stage.

Although Han Yu's strength is not the top among the younger generation of the family, it can be regarded as strong. With a volume of Yellow Rank Five-Rank Battle Skills and his own eight-star mid-stage internal cultivation, in this assessment and selection, he lost several people in a row and resolutely entered the list of ten, which shows his strength.

But in this battle between the two, Han Yu, who was so powerful, was unilaterally suppressed by Han Chen. First, when he used the Yellow Rank Five-Rank Combat Technique Burst Claw, he was repelled by Han Chen's palm.

After that, in front of everyone's eyes, Han Yu even took out a first-grade lower-level sword weapon, and with his hard-nosed Yue star, he displayed a sword skill that could only be practiced by a nine-star sword attendant.

However, unexpectedly, after Han Yu took out a first-grade lower-level sword weapon, his strength was already comparable to that of a mid-nine-star sword servant. But under such a strong strength, Han Yu was even more miserable than the previous defeat.

Han Chen struck out with a palm, blasting it to a serious injury, and then punched it even more simply, directly knocking Han Yu out of the stage.

Looking at Han Yu, who had fallen out of the stage at this time and had fallen into a coma, everyone's eyes were full of disbelief.

Beside Han Yu, half of the silver-white long sword was plunged into the ground, and the silver-white sword body flashed with a cold edge, showing that everything just now was not an illusion.

The end of the competition so quickly and unexpectedly caught everyone off guard, unable to react, and fell into a stupor for a while, and did not come back to their senses for a long time.

"The competition is over, Han Chen wins!" At this time, the voice of the fifth elder Han Zhen sounded at the right time, waking everyone up in time.

In the VIP seat, although the competition was over, the eyes of all parties still fell on Han Chen, and at this time, everyone was becoming more and more curious about this former waste young master.

After the previous competition between the two, everyone was even more convinced of the rumors that had caused a stir in Black Rock Town in the past few months.

Although I don't know what level Han Chen's previous defeat of Han Tong and the most powerful Han Yu belong to, it is certain that his grade will definitely not be lower than the Xuan rank. Plus the previous palm combat skill.

Two volumes of Xuan-level combat skills. Even if Han Chen is the son of the head of the family, I'm afraid the Han family doesn't have the courage to teach the two volumes of incomparably precious Xuan-level combat skills to such a young man!

"It seems that behind the Han family, there is a rumor that a mysterious and powerful alchemist is helping him, which is indeed true" Although the Han family did not admit it explicitly, after the previous competition, everyone was extremely sure of this at this time

On the high platform, Song Lin reached out and gently put the teacup that had been in his hand for too long, which had become cold, on the table, and opened his mouth to exhale heavily. Raising his hand and rubbing his slightly aching temples, the impact that Han Chen had given him before was indeed not small.

"With the strength of the physical strength, the Xuan-level combat skills can be induced to be dizzy, and only by fully mastering the combat skills can they be able to induce dizziness. The difficulty of cultivating with Xuan-level combat skills, Han Chen alone pondered it, and it would never be possible to do it in a year and a half. It seems that the strong man really pays attention to this kid, and he can endure his temperament and teach such a young man who can't cultivate internal breath so carefully. ”

"A volume of Xuan-level one-grade combat skills, although I don't know the grade, but it will definitely not be lower than the mystical combat skills of the Xuan-rank. Teaching two volumes of Xuan-level combat skills at once, it was enough to see the importance that strong man attached to Han Chen. At the same time, if you can take out two volumes of Xuan-level combat skills, the strength of that strong man will definitely not be lower than the sword spirit level, and even, even more prosperous" Song Lin's wise eyes swept over the handsome young man on the stage, and secretly thought to himself.

Slanted his eyes and glanced at Han Tian, who was smiling with a smile on his face beside him, and a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in his deep eyes

Han Lei, who had already come to the stage, looked at Han Yu, who had already fallen into a coma, looking at the blood leaking from the corners of his mouth and being dyed red. Although he was angry and let him act recklessly, in the end it was his grandson, and a heavy feeling of pity flashed in the muddy old eyes.

Quickly stepped forward to investigate the injury, and it took a long time to breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

Ordered someone to pick him up, turned around and looked at the handsome young man on the stage, his eyes were extremely complicated, both surprised by the strength of his strength, and angry at the ruthlessness of his attack.

I saw that his eyes looking at Han Chen were sometimes fierce, sometimes helpless, so changeable. After a long time, he sighed softly, and whispered to the family guard in front of him: "What are you still doing in a daze, go!"

Several family guards glanced at each other, feeling helpless in their hearts, at this time, Han Lei's heart was extremely gloomy, and they were all unlucky. They didn't dare to slack off, so they quickly picked up the unconscious Han Yu and left quickly. Han Lei, who couldn't let go, also followed quickly.

Han Chen on the stage looked at the departing Han Lei and the others, smiled lightly, brushed his cuffs, and turned around and walked off the stage

With the rapid end of the competition between Han Chen and Han Yu, the assessment and selection of this time has officially come to an end.

Looking at the officially concluded assessment and selection, everyone was slightly relieved while excitedly watching so many wonderful competitions.

The solemn atmosphere of fierce competition, even the people watching from the sidelines felt the same way, and they couldn't help but be very dignified in their hearts.

"Sister Ling'er, Second Young Master Han, now that the assessment and selection have ended, we should also go back to the family with our father!" Song Baishan slowly came to Han Chen and the others, and smiled gently at the two.

"Brother Baishan doesn't have to be so polite, just call me Han Chen directly!" Han Chen shook his head, and then smiled.

Hearing this, Song Baishan was not hypocritical, Lang laughed, and said loudly: "Okay, then Brother Han Chen, Sister Ling'er, we will leave!"

Then he took Song Ruoyu and walked towards Song Lin. The ghostly Song Ruoyu grimaced at the two of them before he let out a string of silver bell laughter and turned around and left with Song Baishan.

Song Baishan and the others left not long ago. Han Ling'er's crisp and moving voice suddenly rang in Han Chen's ears.

"Brother Han Chen, let's go too!"

Looking at the crowd that had gradually dispersed in the field, Han Chen turned his head to look at Han Ling'er with a light smile on her beautiful face, smiled slightly, and nodded lightly.

"Hmm!"

Although it was the end of the show at this time, there were still many people who couldn't help but glance at the amazing and beautiful young man.

At this time, seeing Han Chen and Han Ling'er slowly leaving side by side so closely, among the younger generation of the Han family, a sigh suddenly sounded.

However, the pair of backs like golden boys and girls were all smiling and nodding to everyone in the VIP seat who had not yet left.

"Let's go, with his cultivation speed, it's only a matter of time before he surpasses us. If you don't want to be thrown farther and farther away by him, just work hard to cultivate!" Looking at the backs of Han Chen and the others who were drifting apart, Han Xuan waved his hand at Han Ze and the others behind him who were looking defeated, and said lightly.

"Hmm!" Han Ze glanced at each other, nodded firmly, and replied in a deep voice.

Today they were indeed hit hard. Half a month ago, when he was in the Sword Pavilion, Han Chen was only at the peak of the Seven-Star Sword Servant. But when he tested it three days ago, Han Chen had reached the middle of the eight-star stage. And today, the strength displayed by Han Chen's previous big open palm was no less than that of the middle stage of the Nine Stars.

In other words, at this time, Han Chen was already worthy of a battle with them.

Half a year ago, he was just a weak waste, but half a year later, he was worthy of a battle with the nine-star sword servant. Such a terrifying cultivation speed made them, who were the most outstanding family disciples of the younger generation of the Han family, feel defeated.

"Cultivate hard, even if you can't catch up with him, you can't be thrown farther and farther!" Han Ze, who was the most taciturn among the several people, looked at Han Chen in the distance tightly, clenched his fists, and said softly.

"Let's go!!" Han Yaoyao reached out and patted Han Yan's shoulder, who was full of depression, and said with a smile.

The different charm displayed at that moment suddenly made several family disciples not far away stunned and stunned.