Martial God Sovereign Chapter 07 Xiaocheng Tiger-shaped Fist

Chapter 07 Xiaocheng Tiger-shaped Fist

Only six children approached, the leader was a girl with a proud face and she fired Han Yu.




He knew all these people, they were all young members of the Han family, and the leader was called Han Qing, who was said to be stronger than Han Feng. But Han Yu simply looked on coldly and continued to lower his head to undo the saber-toothed wolf's plan.




"Han Yu, sooner or later you will be thrown out of the family. There will be no protection from the family and you will not be able to move at any time. Then, give your elixir to Sister Han Qing, and then Sister Han Qing will cover you" One of them, Han Shuang, could not help but extend his hand to Han Yu's medicine basket.




Although Han Yu can defeat Han Feng, in the eyes of Han Shuang, he will definitely not be Han Qing's opponent, so he has no scruples.




"roll!"




Han Yu turned his head and shouted loudly, the cold light in his eyes was like a sword. Han Shuang's face paled with fear and he took a few steps back.




The others were also photographed by the fierce light in Han Yu's eyes and did not dare to take a step forward.




"Hmph, Han Shuang, let's go!" Han Qing walked away with everyone, although they despised Han Yu, they didn't dare to do anything to him.




Han Yu lowered his head and continued to dissect the sharp-toothed wolf. In a short time, he extracted a round black core the size of a walnut with lines on it. This is the core of the sharp-toothed wolf.




Shocked, Han Yu steamed the blood into the core of the monstrous beast, put it in a cloth bag, got up and left.




Time flies and it is the Xishan sunset. Han Yu ordered what he had obtained today and found a cave to settle in temporarily.




Today I got a lot. I found three first-degree elixirs before and after, and they add up to only 6. All the monsters they were expecting were killed by Han Yu, obtaining three monster cores.




Han Yu sat cross-legged, holding a first-degree elixir in one hand, and his mind spinning, a terrifying devouring power exploded in the Dantian. In just one minute, the two medicinal materials turned to ashes in Han Yu's hands. This time, after the black hole swallowed all the auras, it spat out a small part of the auras, but the auras that spat out remained free of impurities and could be used directly.




Han Yu successively refined and absorbed the four remaining first-degree spiritual medicines, and the cyclone in his dantian became a big circle, but the distance to reach the sixth level of Yuan Wu was still far away.




Han Yu was in no hurry and took out the secret Dragon Tiger Boxing book that he had borrowed in the morning.




Dragon Tiger Boxing is divided into two levels. The first is tiger punch boxing, which can make the sound of a tiger's roar when the master is trained. The second is dragon boxing, which can produce the sound of the dragon.

After reading it again, Han Yu remembered the essence of Longhuquan, walked to the open place and began to practice.




The belly of white fish gradually appeared on the horizon, and a deep tiger roar suddenly appeared in the cave. I saw a young man wipe the sweat from his forehead, his face filled with a bright smile.




"After a night of practice, tiger-shaped boxing is considered small!"

If Deacon Wu Jige were here, he would be surprised to speak. Longhuquan, who can only practice in the seventh level of Yuanwu, and Han Yu of the fifth level of Yuanwu, only took one night to practice Xiaocheng, which is a metamorphosis.




Due to its mastery, Dragon Tiger Boxing requires extremely demanding physical strength from the practitioners, and Han Yu, although only the fifth level of Yuanwu cultivation, is stronger than the average seventh level of Yuanwu, so it can be cultivated without problems.




Han Yu looked at the tall black rock next to him, his vitality increased, and he made a tiger-shaped fist.




"Break!"




After a loud cry, with a tiger's roar, the rock burst into pieces. Han Yu withdrew his fist with satisfaction, although what he was using was only Xiaocheng's tiger-shaped fist, it was much more powerful than Han Feng's.




Now against Han Feng, Han Yu can definitely defeat him with an overwhelming advantage. And this, relying not only on Han Yu's own strength, but also on the blessing of black energy, made the martial arts displayed by Han Yu more than 10% more powerful.




Already shining outside at this time, Han Yu carried the basket of medicine and the package on his back, took out a piece of dry cake and, while eating, left the cave and headed for the depths of Qilin Mountain. There are medicine seekers around Qilin Mountain all year round, and there are not many medicine materials left. If you want to get more medicinal materials, you have to go deep into the deep mountains and old forests.




Since the monstrous beasts in the depths of the Qilin mountain are mostly high-order elemental beasts, even the sixth-order elemental beasts are very common, and most people do not dare to go too deep.




Han Yu went from three to four kilometers deep and suddenly smelled a penetrating odor of blood. Han Yu immediately became alert, looking in all directions and listening in all directions, and slowly walked in the direction from which the smell of blood came.




It was not long before he saw a corpse lying in the forest, now it had been devoured beyond recognition, and it seemed that it should have happened not long ago.




Han Yu approached and recognized by his clothes that it was a member of the Yang family, one of the three main families of Mangcheng.




"This person seems to be twenty-five or sixteen years old, and his strength should be around the Seventh Layer of Yuan Wu. His wounds are similar, coming from the same monster beast. A monster that can kill masters of the Seventh Layer of Yuan Wu is at least the level of the sixth order Yuan Beast . "




Through the age of the deceased, Han Yu judged the strength of the deceased and, based on the strength of the deceased, calculated the level of the monstrous beast, and his sight was no less than that of an average adult.




"Whistle..."

At this point, there was a blast of air, and Han Yu didn't even want to roll on the ground, only to see a giant running from where he was now, hitting a huge hole in the ground.




Han Yu stood up with a tent and looked at himself suspiciously.




In front of Han Yu, there was a monster that was as strong as a baby elephant, but with the appearance of a leopard. Between the white hair, there was a yellow pattern. The pattern was like a copper coin, looking at a copper bell with big eyes full of fierce light.




"Sixth level Yuan beast, spend leopard!"




Ordinary people, even with the seventh level of Yuan Wu cultivation base, will have weak legs when they meet a sixth order Yuan beast, and it is also known for its speed. And Han Yu, on the other hand, her eyes will shine, as if she saw a baby.




The Money Leopard seemed to feel the difference between this human being and felt insulted. With a roar, it ran towards Han Yu at a faster speed.




"If you met me today, you are unlucky!"




"Fist in the shape of a tiger!"




Han Yu did not avoid him. Instead, he hit the head of the money-carrying leopard with a tiger's roar in his fist. A dragon song came from the Dantian. The dragon spat out black energy and blessed Han Yu's vitality, making Han Yu's fist even more powerful.




If outsiders are present, they will definitely scold the lunatic Han Yu. The leopard that pays money is already infinitely powerful, but now with the help of the power of attack, it is enough to kill a Yuanwu Qizhong person alive.




A humanized look of contempt shone in the eyes of Hua Qian Leopard. In his eyes, Han Yu's behavior undoubtedly sought death.




"boom!"




Han Yu struck the money leopard's forehead, and the money leopard screamed and fell to the ground. Its head was already split. Han Yu put his fists away and the vitality in his fists quietly withdrew, revealing a slight touch on his face.




After Han Yu pulled out the core of the money leopard beast, in a cave, he found the elixir protected by the money leopard, which was actually a second grade elixir. Han Yu was sitting cross-legged in the cave, and it only took him two minutes to refine the second-degree elixir. The cyclone in the pubic area has grown a lot.




"As long as I have enough elixir, my strength will improve by leaps and bounds! A look of desire shone in Han Yu's eyes.




...




"Han Qing, this stinking woman, I think is a blessing for me. She didn't dare to appreciate it. It's really annoying for me!" A young man with a dull complexion, his face almost dripping with a somber look, there is one on his left cheek. The bright red palm prints are striking.




"Master, I have a plan to show that stinking lady!" A cruel color shone in the eyes of the panda-eyed young man.




"What strategy? Come on!"




The panda eyes whispered in the ears of the young rose, and the face of the young rose gradually blossomed with a fierce color.

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Martial God Sovereign Chapter 6: Select martial arts

Chapter 6: Select martial arts


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


Han Yu scoffed, Han Feng's blow could destroy many people's arms. However, the black qi exhaled by the black dragon not only improved Han Yu's striking power, but also resisted most of Han Feng's power, so his arm was not injured.


Han Yu did not give Han Feng a chance to breathe and rushed to him.


Han Feng tried to stand up with a tent, but his left foot hurt so much that he fell directly. Han Yu was kicking his left rib, and Han Feng's body turned and hit the ground, his waist was broken.


The spectators had already seen, Han Yu hit Han Feng and this image was too shocking.


Han Yu abused Han Feng for another three or four minutes before Han Yu lifted his foot as if kicking a ball, kicking Han Feng out of the ring. Now Han Feng is completely injured and cannot stand up. Not only did he not succeed in challenging Han Yu, but he did not have the energy to challenge the others, and he lost the qualification to qualify for the ranking. It can be said that stealing a chicken is not a counterattack.


"Okay, I deserve to be the son of the Korean War!" The Korean War was so excited that it couldn't help but praise Han Yu in front of the entire clan.


Han Qingyun's face was so dark that it was almost dripping with water. So far, it has been impossible to prevent Han Yu from being promoted. But Han Qingyun was not too worried. Ten days later, not only will these ten people participate in the qualifying competition, but also the disciples who went to the Liuyun school to learn art will return. These people are the ultimate power of the younger generation of the Han family.


Han Yu wants to take first place in the qualifying competition, which is harder than reaching for heaven.


In the study of the Korean War, there are now only his father and son, and the Korean War laughed.


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


Although the Korean War said it, but he didn't want to blame, his eyes were full of love.


Han Yu did not hide it and said it. When asked if the Korean War knew who "Miss Mystery" was, the Korean War decided to remain silent. He couldn't help but look at the portrait hanging behind the seat, revealing a deep sense of love and caring.


In this portrait is painted a woman dressed in white, incomparable and independent, like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks, but the superficial smile is endless tenderness. The eyebrows are like willow leaves, the eyes like water and the cinnabar between the eyebrows adds a little extravagance.


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


"Han Yu asked this question countless times, but Han Zhan was vague and did not respond directly on all occasions.


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


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


After returning home, Han Yu did not rush to rest, but began to hit his boxing over and over again. Shenlong exhaled the blessing of the black air, which surprised him and made him happy, and he wanted to check if the black air was harmful to him.


After fighting for half an hour, Han Yu discovered that the black air was not harmful to him, and Han Yu felt relieved.


"A little blessing of black energy will increase my fighting power by more than 10%. If it's more black energy, wouldn't it be more powerful?


Han Yu tried to use more black qi, but unfortunately, the dragon spat out the black qi and Han Yu could not control it by himself.


When the genie arrived the next morning, Han Yu went directly to the martial arts pavilion. Now it is the fifth level of Yuan Wu's cultivation base and he can practice martial arts.


There are three floors in the martial arts pavilion, the first and second floors are for stacking martial arts, and the third is for practicing martial arts.


As one of the three main families in Mangcheng, the Han family has a strong staff. There are hundreds of people in the immediate family alone. There are more than 300 people in addition to the side and family branches. At the moment, there are people from the Martial Arts Pavilion.


When everyone saw Han Yu enter, everyone walked away, and now no one dared to laugh at him like garbage.


Han Yu went directly to the second floor, because the second floor was full of first-rate martial arts, and now he couldn't look at it anymore.


The highest martial skill of the Han family is a third order martial skill, called "Thousand Strikes of Thunder", which is a set of control techniques. However, because of the high requirements for practitioners, and it is still an incomplete martial skill, no one has cultivated it for hundreds of years. After this set of palm techniques, the Longhuquan of second order martial arts was followed.


Han Yu found the Book of Tricks of Lei Thousand Strike 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 the register was immediately astonished when he saw the two martial arts selected by Han Yu, and persuaded him: "Master Yu, if you want to practice martial arts, you can try the first order martial arts. He cannot practice these two martial arts".


Han Yu asked: "Why can't I practice?"


The deacon said: "Although Dragon Tiger Boxing is only a second order martial art, but it has not reached the seventh level of Yuan Wu, it is basically difficult to cultivate successfully; let alone the third order Thunder Thousand Strike martial arts, even the patriarch has not yet practiced successfully. So, you know why you cannot cultivate yourself?


Han Yu did not change his face: "I want these two books!"


The deacon choked and said impatiently, "All right, then these two books. But I must remind you that these two martial arts are known to be dominant. If the kingdom is not enough, you will be forced to practice and most likely suffer a violent reaction". The lighter is seriously injured, but the most serious ".


Han Yu did not say a word, nor did the deacon say anything else, and he let Han Yu take it after he registered.


After Han Yu left the martial arts pavilion, after preparing dry food for three days, he left Han's house and went to Qilin Mountain.


Qilin Mountain is very famous in the surrounding area. There are many elixirs in the mountain, and many farmers will go there to look for treasures, including those of the Han family. There are many monsters in the mountain, and wherever there is an elixir, there will be monsters guarding it. If you want to obtain the elixir, you will inevitably begin a bloody battle with monsters, which can be described as full of endless dangers.


However, this has also become a good place for young children from the three main families of Mangcheng to practice.


Han Yu can be considered a regular customer of Qilin Mountain, and walks in the forest with ease. After climbing the mountain for more than an hour, he found three first-grade elixirs.


The guardian of these three first-degree elixirs is a Level 4 Yuanwu Saber-tooth beast, whose realm is equivalent to that of a practitioner of Yuanwu's Fourth Layer, because the Saber-tooth wolf is extremely fast, with thick skin and strong defense strength, and its teeth are as sharp as Knife, Yuanwu Five Layers cultivators usually have to retreat when they find it. But Han Yu killed him with one punch.


Han Yu packed three first-degree elixirs in the medicine basket and began dissecting the saber-toothed wolf.


Monstrous beasts, like humans, can also be cultivated. The levels from low to high are Yuan beasts, deep beasts, spiritual beasts, soul beasts, etc. The kingdom corresponds to the human cultivator one by one, and the primordial beast is equivalent to the cultivator in the Yuanwu kingdom. The Yuanwu kingdom is divided into nine levels, one by one corresponding to the nine layers of Yuanwu of the cultivator.


The humans form a cyclone in the Dantian, and the monsters form the core of the monsters in the Dantian, which is a treasure. The monstrous core of this saber-toothed wolf is worth three hundred taels of silver in the market. The ten taels of silver of an ordinary person are enough to live on for a year, and three hundred taels of silver are considered a great fortune, and it is naturally impossible for Han Yu to discard them.


At that time, there was an ironic voice: "Tsk fang, it's really amazing, a person can kill a level 4 Yuan beast. Even though you've grown up like a snail in the last few years, you've also practiced a good one, bone!

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Martial God Sovereign Chapter 5: Shenlong cheer

Chapter 5: Shenlong cheer

The second round of the competition ended early, and the top ten have been temporarily established. The looks of the other nine people looking at Han Yu were quite complicated. Finally, Han Shuang smiled at Han Yu and congratulated Han Yu.




Next, there is the challenge. If someone thinks he can beat the person in the ring, he can challenge him, and if he wins, he can replace that person.




Everyone thought that Han Yu would have many people to challenge Han Yu, but for more than ten minutes after the start of the challenge, no one challenged Han Yu.




Three arenas were challenged and two of them ended in failure. But the surprising thing is that Han Feng, who was enough to qualify among the first five of the family, was defeated by a member of the fifth layer of Yuan Wu.




After the defeat, Han Feng immediately ran to ring number 7, pointed to Han Yu and said, "I want to challenge you!




After everyone was surprised, everyone reacted.




"I said, how could the Han Feng of Yuan Wu Qizhong be easily defeated? It turns out I wanted to take this opportunity to challenge Han Yu!"




"Someone does not want Han Yu to advance!"




Han Zhan looked at Han Qingyun and said angrily, "It is despicable and shameless to play a villain!




With Han Yu's strength, no one in the audience can compare. Only a few people on the stage have the power to suppress Han Yu. It is just that people on stage cannot learn from each other, Han Qingyun actually devised a strategy that makes people lose first, then challenge, and it is not poisonous.




Han Qingyun scoffed: "That's Han Feng's choice. If Han Yu can beat Han Feng, why bother?"




Han Zhan took a deep breath and suppressed his inner anger.




Han Feng jumped up and landed softly on Ring No. 7. The unusually elegant body style immediately caused countless screams. Everyone's eyes were projected, and this would be the most exciting competition of the entire campaign.




Han Yu frowned slightly. Han Feng is the master of Yuan Wu's Seventh Layer, two levels higher than him. It's really not easy to win. However, you must not lose.




"Now surrender, you still have a chance, otherwise I'll start, you won't even have a chance to surrender". Han Feng held his back and didn't even look at Han Yu.




"You have the ability to speak with your fist," Han Yu replied coolly.




The corner of Han Feng's mouth was slightly tilted, revealing a trace of contempt, and he said nothing.




"Although Han Feng's actions are a little unorthodox, but if Han Yu cannot even pass the level of Han Feng, the clan association will not be able to get the first place, the final result will be the same!"




"It is rare that Han Yu cultivates vitality. With his talent, he should be able to catch up quickly with others. It's a pity that he'll be expelled from the family before he grows up. I wonder if it's the loss of our Han family. "

"Your talent? I laughed my head off. It took me three years to go from Triple Yuanwu to Fifth Yuanwu. This is the talent of waste!"




"Huh!"




Han Feng suddenly started his hand. It was so fast that many people did not see what was happening, so he approached Han Yu.




Han Yu's pupils shrank and decided to preemptively, moving his fists in turn, he struck nine blows in the blink of an eye. Every time Han Yu strikes a punch, the dragon in the Dantian roars, which invisibly adds a little momentum to Han Yu, but outsiders cannot hear it.




"Huaquan embroidered legs!"




Han Feng's face was disdainful, he did not avoid it and confronted Han Yu with nine blows.




"Boom boom..."




Facing him, they both backed up and evenly matched.




"It's me now!"




Han Feng jumped up and kicked three kicks one after the other. Before landing, he turned and cut with one leg. The impact caused Han Yu to take more than ten steps backwards.




After Han Feng landed, he immediately ran to Han Yu, and his shot was a palm escape. The strong wind sounds like a beast's whistle, impacting some people's eardrums for a while.




Han Feng is ten times better than Han Jian at using escape palms.




Han Yu did not hold it tightly and dodged it, but Han Feng palm after palm, and soon suppressed Han Yu in a very small space.




"Han Yu is proud to be able to fight Han Feng for so long even if he loses!




"How I feel that Han Feng has not used all his strength yet, like playing with Han Yu!"




"Whistle!"




Han Feng's palm turned into countless shadows. Although it was a palm, it changed a lot, blocking Han Yu's many vital points.




Han Yu squinted and suddenly took a half-step to the left, then used a right hook to hit Han Feng's armpit. Forcing Han Feng to dodge and evade, his palms were left halfway.




"Han Yu really saw the flaws in Han Feng's palm technique, his eyesight is so cruel," sighed a middle-aged man.




After breaking Han Feng's hand, Han Yu sought victory and performed a combination of violent wind sweeping leaves and volleying kicks again, forcing Han Feng to retreat.




Suddenly, he even prevailed.




Everyone opened their eyes wide, afraid to blink. Many people think that Han Yu is just a trick in the hands of Han Feng, but they didn't expect to stick with him until now.




Han Yu forced Han Feng to the edge of the ring and finally burst.




"I don't use all my strength, do you think you can really hold me back?"




Han Feng's vitality boiled over, his body trembled and his breath suddenly rose to a new level.




"Tiger-shaped fist!"




Han Feng shouted, his body as if a tiger were throwing itself, and then it came out with a punch.




Tiger Boxing is the first form of second order dragon tiger boxing in the Han family, and it is the most powerful martial art in the Han family. Only masters above the Seventh Layer of Yuanwu can practice.




Although the tiger-shaped fist made by Han Feng is not yet successful, its power is unimaginable. At the moment of the shot, the roar of a tiger was heard.




Han Yu wanted to evade, but discovered that Han Feng's blows were too fast to give him a chance. He clenched his teeth, mobilized all the vitality of his body and threw a punch.




"Roaring," Shenlong roared, though outsiders could not hear him, but his impulse completely suppressed the roar of the tiger-shaped fist. Exhaling black energy and blessing Han Yu's vitality greatly increased Han Yu's fighting power.




"Boom!"




Both their fists crashed and Han Yu's body suddenly flew out like a sandbag and hit the ring. This time, Han Yu was at an absolute disadvantage.




In the Korean War in the stands, his fists were clenched and the tension was extreme. Han Qingyun scoffed. After this punch, Han Yu's arm is probably useless now. Defeat is only a matter of time.




Han Feng withdrew his movements and drops of sweat burst on his forehead. With his strength, it was extremely difficult to make tiger-shaped fists, and one movement almost exhausted all his vitality.




After taking a deep breath, he walked towards Han Yu.




"You just stepped on Han Kun's mouth, now I will give it back to you!"




Han Feng approached and stomped on Han Yu's mouth, but took a step in the air. At the same time, a sharp, penetrating sound sound was heard, and Han Yu's fist hit her calf. Suddenly, Han Feng's calf was sore with broken bones and his body crashed to the ground.




Han Yu stood up with a tent and kicked Han Feng's abdomen. Han Feng quickly extended his hands to resist, was kicked and slid seven or eight meters away.

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Martial God Sovereign Chapter 4: Shock the audience

Chapter 4: Shock the audience


Han Kun's mouth was already rotten and all his teeth were broken. Even if he was cured, his face was disfigured. Han Yu was so cruel that many people took a breath.

Han Yu's gaze went through several old people and finally looked at Han Zhan for a short time before leaving the ring. Suddenly, everyone's gaze changed when they looked at him. Is the person who can beat Han Kun unable to defend himself still a waste?

"How can a person who cannot cultivate vitality be so powerful? His present strength is probably no weaker than that of a master of the Sixth Layer of Yuan Wu!"

"Don't forget how many elixirs Han Yu has refined in recent years. The essence of the elixir is used to baptize the flesh. The flesh is naturally stronger than other people, and should be powerful. But simply trusting in brute force, much less the clan. Being the first, even the chances of entering the top ten in the campaign are slim.

After Han Yu came out of the ring, only Han Shuang came to congratulate him, and the others looked at him coldly. No matter how many levels Han Yu survived, in everyone's eyes, he was finally kicked out of the Han family and had nothing to do with the Han family.

In a short time, the first round of the competition ended and he entered the second round.

Han Yu is still in the seventh ring. Before he went up, there was a tall, thin man standing over him, shouting aloud, "Han Yu, go up and die!

This person is the son of Han Qingyun's second son, named Han Jian, who reached the sixth level of Yuanwu a month ago, and is now one of the top ten among the younger generation of the Han family.

People ran here in a hurry. Just now Han Yu wounded Han Kun with iron and blood. Han Jian obviously wanted to avenge Han Kun. One can imagine how bloody this battle would be.

"Han Jian of Yuanwu Sixth Level is far superior to Han Kun of Yuanwu Five Level. Although Han Yu can defeat Han Kun, he has no chance of winning against Han Jian!

"This time, if you don't die, you have to take off!"

Under many unkind glances, Han Yu slowly climbed into the ring, keeping the same pace.

"Xiaokun's wound, I want you to pay for it ten times over!" Han Jian pointed at Han Yu with an extremely arrogant expression.

"Wait until you can win," Han Yu replied coolly.

"You are too arrogant, brother Jian, show him this waste!" Many Han Jian followed him and began to criticize Han Yu!

The referee walked between the two of them, looked at them, frowned and said: "End, beginning!"

Before the referee left the ring completely, Han Jian took a step forward and his body suddenly became some residual images. The momentum of this shot was only ten times better than Han Kun's.
After reaching one foot of Han Yu, Han Jian patted him. Suddenly, there was a roar in his palm and the wind was overwhelming, causing them to hunt for Han Yu's clothes.

"The second order martial arts escape palm, Han Jiancai borrowed it from the martial arts pavilion half a month ago, but I didn't expect him to have practiced it!"

"When the palm is outside, the power of this palm is definitely ten times greater than that of Flame Fist!"

Not to mention others, even from the Korean War, his face showed solemnity. He knows about Han Yu's situation. In recent years, he has practiced his body every day, and his body is much more powerful than the mid-range intermediary of the same level. Therefore, even if he faces Han Kun of the fifth layer of Yuan Wu, the Korean War is not in his heart. But Han Jian is not only far superior to Han Kun in strength, but also a higher level of martial arts, which makes Han Yu feel worried.

The wind in Han Jian's palm was like a knife in Han Yu's face, and Han Yu's face changed slightly. The exhausting palm put a lot of pressure on him, and he quickly retreated.

"Do you want to hide? Can you avoid it?" Han Jian scoffed. The reason he used the strongest method as soon as he fired was that Han Yu didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy and didn't give him time to obstruct the Korean War. He would kill Han Yu in one blow!

"Han Yu is about to lose this time, and the patriarch is about to change!"

"The patriarch is the number one teacher in our Han family. If we change to someone else, our Han family could be even more vulnerable, right?

Han Yu retired, and when he retired to the ring, there was no way to retire!

"If you have the ability, jump and surrender!" Han Jian sarcastically did not make room for him.

Han Yu took a deep breath, took half a step forward, stood firmly in a lunge and then shook hands and made fists. At this moment, people can clearly see that the clothes on Han Yu's body are actually slowly tightening, especially the muscles in his arms.

At the same time, a white light slowly floated on Han Yu's fist, and the white vitality became flowing water, covering the fist.

"Vitality is really vitality, when did Han Yu cultivate vitality?"

"Han Yu is not the third level of Yuan Wu, but the cultivation base of the fifth level of Yuan Wu!"

In the stands, the eyes of the Korean War shot a terrifying light, and his whole body trembled with emotion. Han Yu has cultivated his vitality, which means he can take up the path of cultivation.

Han Zhan didn't care about the patriarch's position. Now that Han Yu has cultivated his vitality, even if Han Yu loses, it's a great thing.

Han Qingyun's face changed slightly, this kind of thing was unexpected.

Han Jian snorted coldly, "What can you do to cultivate vitality? You still lose. Your father will lose the position of patriarch and you will no longer have the identity of the Han family!"

"Really?" Han Yu sneered in his face and punched Han Jian's palm.

"Overwhelming!" Han Jian did not care.

The moment Han Yu struck, the dragon in the Dantian raised its head and roared, spitting out a bolt of black energy mixed with Han Yu's vitality. This black qi was very thin and weak, but in the moment of vitality, Han Yu clearly felt that his fighting power had increased by more than 10% in an instant, which surprised him and made him happy.

"Boom!"

As soon as the fist and palm were exchanged, a loud thud sounded. Suddenly, a strong force rushed into Han Jian's arm like a flood, so that his face was distorted and his body could not help but take seven steps backwards. On the other hand, Han Yu remained motionless.

Everyone could not believe their eyes, and Han Yu actually knocked out the ten best Han Jian! This is something I couldn't even think about before.

"So terribly black!"

Han Yu exclaimed, if there is not a blessing of black energy, at best he will draw a tie with Han Jian, but with black energy, he has the advantage.

Han Yu did not think much, he ran out quickly, using the violent wind sweeping leaves and kicking moves one after another, attacking one after another, so that Han Jian would not have a chance to strike back, which forced him to retreat again and again.

"what......"

Han Jian is going crazy, this feeling of being repressed is extremely unhappy.

Although Han Yu did not know many martial arts, it was a fist attack on the flesh, which quickly left Han Jian bruised. In the end, Han Yu was kicking Han Jian's chest, and Han Jian threw up blood towards the sky and hit the ring.

"Blow!"

Everyone shook, and Han Jian was defeated, and so thoroughly!


Han Jian got up with difficulty, a moment of qi and blood attacked his heart, and another spurt of blood, then he fell straight and passed out. Everyone held their breath. Han Yu was not only strong, but also extremely tough. This was the only ring that saw blood in the competition, and it was also related to Han Yu twice.

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Martial God Sovereign Chapter 3: Beat Han Kun

Chapter 3: Beat Han Kun

At 8 a.m., all the people of the Han family gathered in the martial arts field. The Han family clan meeting is an annual gathering where the younger generation competes and competes. Teenagers from 12 to 18 years old can participate.

The order of classification of the clan associations will directly determine the amount of training grants received in the coming year.

The annual clan meeting is divided into two games. The first is a campaign contest, where the youngest generation of the Han family will compete to select the top ten; the second is a ranking contest, with the top ten selected by the contest and the Han family The young disciples who went to study at Liuyunzong competed together.

The contest will take place today and the ranking will be made in ten days!

"Xiaoyu!" In the crowd, a tall, beautiful girl stepped out of the crowd and walked towards Han Yu. Others are very surprised. Han Shuang is the leader of the younger generation of the family. He is usually arrogant and indifferent, but he seems to be a different person from Han Yu.

"Sister Han Shuang! Han Yu smiled slightly and now that he has cultivated vitality, he seems more confident.

Han Shuang approached Han Yu's ear and whispered, "Xiaoyu, I have already greeted Han Kang and Han Lin, if they find you, they will let you go!

Although Han Shuang looked down at Han Yu as he said this, Han Yu was very moved. Today, the younger generation of the Han family, with the exception of his cousin Han Yi, who is far away studying art in Liuyunzong, Han Shuang treats him better.

"Sister Han Shuang, don't worry, if I don't get first place, I will never fall!" Han Yu's eyes shone with determination.

Han Shuang nodded. He liked Han Yu's character of not admitting defeat, but sighed secretly in his heart. At this point, it was not that Han Yu could solve the problem without admitting defeat.

"Hey, I heard you right, does waste still want to take first place? Last!" A short, chubby, rosy-faced teenager approached. This person's name is Han Kun, who is the grandson of Han Qingyun. He is arrogant and dominant in the Han family, and few people dare to provoke him.

Han Yu looked at Han Kun coldly and said nothing.

With a meaningful smile on Han Kun's face, he said: "Han Yu, I have a feeling that you will meet me in the first round and you will be beaten by me and kneel down to beg for mercy. You have plenty of time now. Think about it, how can you beg me! "

Han Kun turned and left after speaking. He wanted to hit Han Yu a few more words, but Han Shuang was there and didn't dare go too far.

Looking at Han Kun's back, Han Yu's eyes went cold!

Standing on the high platform, Han Qingyun first said some exciting words and then explained the rules of the competition as written in the book. Finally, the Korean War announced the beginning of the competition.

Forty people who participated in this clan meeting came forward to draw lots. Han Yu reached the seventh ring in the first round and went straight into the ring.

"Haha, what do you know, the brother's prediction has come true, you met me!" A short, chubby, pink-faced teenager stepped into the seventh ring, not Han Kun or who.

In this competition, it was obvious that someone did it deliberately. Han Kun's father wanted to take over from the Korean War and become the next patriarch of the Han family. It would be great for Han Kun to defeat Han Yu.

Many arenas have already begun and there are many people around each arena. In contrast, arena No. 7 has the largest number of spectators, not to mention how exciting its competition will be in the arena, as Han Yu's success or failure is related to the patriarch's stay.

"Have you figured out how to beg for mercy? If you don't speak well, I won't give up easily!" Han Kun's eyes shone with a fierce color.

His aim today is not only to defeat Han Yu, but also to humiliate Han Yu in every possible way.

"This prayer will be returned to you! Han Yu's face sank.

"Waste of ignorance, even of a hard mouth when death is imminent!"

With the start of the referee, Han Kun raised his leg and ran.

"Flame Fist!"

Han Kun shouted and threw his right fist, and people saw a group of strange flames burning in his fist, so the surrounding temperature shot up.

"Although Flame Fist is only a Level 1 martial skill, it is known for its mastery. Generally, the sixth level of Yuan Wu can be cultivated with great success. Unexpectedly, Han Kun of the fifth level of Yuan Wu has already been cultivated with great success. His qualifications are among the young people in the family. He counts the multipliers.

Not only are ordinary people paying attention to the battle here, the Korean War, the seven elders look nervously to this side, Han Kun only shot, and the old Han Qingye of the Martial Arts Pavilion praised him.

"The power of Kun'er's blow is very difficult even for the people of Sixth Level Yuanwu," laughed Han Qingyun, his face very proud. Han Yu absolutely cannot resist the blow of Han Kun, the patriarch of the Korean War is within your reach!

"Rubbish, it's no use begging for mercy now!"

Han Kun's fist was still three feet away from Han Yu, and the wind fist lifted Han Yu's hair. As the temperature shot up, Han Yu's forehead was already covered with sweat.

"Haha, I am afraid of this waste, but it is too late. Brother Kun makes a move and there is no chance of recovery, even if he kneels to beg for mercy". One of Han Kun's assistants laughed.

Han Yu did not move as a loose body, he shook hands in fists and then threw a punch.

"Brother Kun's punch has the power of a battle with the masters of the Sixth Layer of Yuan Wu, and the flame has a terrifying destructive power. Even if he wants to attack head-on, he is not only useless, but also an idiot!" One attendant was sarcastic, but just as he finished speaking, the smile on his face instantly solidified.

With a loud noise, the flame in Han Kun's fist shook and his body flew upside down, while Han Yu remained motionless.

Everyone was in an uproar, Han Yu hit Han Kun with a punch, what great power! Of course, this punch Han Yu has not yet used his vitality, if he uses his vitality, the effect will be even more amazing.

"Huh!"

Before Han Kun could come to his senses, Han Yu stepped forward and ran away. Han Kun simply staggered to her feet, Han Yu ran forward, the strong wind driven by her fist made Han Kun's pupils shrink. Panicked, she quickly prepared her hands to block.

"Boom!"

Han Yu's fist was like a sledgehammer hitting Han Kun's arm. Han Kun took a step back and sat down on the ground. Han Yu pursued victory, spinning his body, and a whip kick hit Han Kun's chest. Han Kun felt his heart filling up and let out a breath of blood.

Everyone was stunned, the elders on the high platform had already reached the edge of the platform, wanting to stretch their necks to grow a giraffe. Han Qingyun's face was blue and white, and at the same time he was amazed. How could Han Yu have such a terrifying power?

"Do you think about how to ask for mercy?" Han Yu looked at Han Kun coldly.

Han Kun was surprised, he had an instinct that if he did not beg for mercy, Han Yu would probably kill him.

"I believe that......"

Before the word "lost" was pronounced, Han Yu stepped on Han Kun's mouth and heard the sound of teeth crumbling with a slight effort.

"Woohoo..."

Han Kun cried out in pain, but could not make a sound.

"Enough!" Han Qingyun was surprised.



Han Yu looked at Han Qingyun, snorted coldly, kicked Han Kun in the ribs and Han Kun rolled out of the ring like a sandbag.

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Martial God Sovereing Chapter 2: Miss Mystery

Chapter 2: Miss Mystery

Han Yu frantically devoured the spirit of heaven and earth, and did not give up until the last moment.

In the middle of the night, a sudden gust of wind woke Han Yu up. There was an extra person in his room from nowhere.

This man has gray hair, a pair of cloudy eyes glowing and his face is full of red light. At first glance, he is a master.

"Who are you," asked Han Yu.

At this point, he didn't even feel nervous, because he knew that if people's methods put him at a disadvantage, he had no chance to defend himself, so he was not afraid.

With a hint of gratitude in his eyes, the old man took out a wooden box and handed it to Han Yu: "Miss, let me give it to you.

"Han Yu took the wooden box with distrust and asked, "Who is it? Han Yu searched his mind, never remembering which lady he knew.

"You may have the opportunity to see her in the future!" After speaking, the old man disappeared in an instant. Han Yu looked at the swinging window; if he were not holding the wooden box in his hand, he would think he was dreaming.

"Maybe there is a possibility?" Han Yu could not help but slowly force the hand that held the wooden box. He had an intuition that this lady might be important to him.

Han Yu took a deep breath and opened the box, suddenly surprised.

I saw a cuboid jade in the box, exuding an almost substantial aura.

"Ling jade?" Han Yu took a deep breath. Ling jade is a treasure that growers dream of, and the purest source of energy. Its preciousness is terrifying; just one piece of spiritual jade is enough to buy a secular kingdom. As far as Han Yu knows, Liuyunzong, who controls a five thousand mile radius, has no such treasures.

You can see from this jade that the lady is rich or expensive.

"If this piece of spiritual jade is refined, it should be able to fill the black hole!"

Han Yu sat cross-legged, holding Lingyu in his hands, and his cultivation mentality worked silently. Then Han Yu felt a gust of air flow from the spiritual jade and pour into his body like a flood. The aura absorbed at this moment was much larger than all the auras Han Yu had absorbed before.

At the same time, a terrifying swallowing force erupted from the black hole, swallowing all the spiritual energy that entered the body. Suddenly, Han Yu's body became a bridge and a constant flow of spiritual energy flowed through it, but it had nothing to do with him.

It took Han Yu a whole night to refine all the spiritual jade the size of a palm. If there is no black hole, I fear that Han Yu will not eat or drink for three years, and Han Yu will not even think about all refinement. The horror of the spiritual energy contained in jade is evident.

But what leaves Han Yu helpless is that the black hole seems to be a bottomless pit, even if the spiritual jade is refined, it has not been filled.

Han Yu couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, even Lingyu couldn't fill it. It was a fantasy to rely on his poor elixir to fill it.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, there was a roar in the pubic area, which made Han Yu's face pale and his head buzz.

"Han Yu looked inward at his Dantian in surprise, and discovered that an endless black light was bursting from the black hole.

Black and light are contradictory existences, but now they become one.

I saw a huge monster flying out of the black hole. It had the head of a unicorn and the body of a snake. The whole body was covered with black scales. It was made of iron water. One pair of eyes was the size of a flashlight. It was not angry and majestic. It turned out to be black. Shen Long.

After the dragon came out, it slowly circled the black hole. There is a sacred breath invisibly, like a real dragon descending into the world.

"How could the black dragon fly out of the black hole?" Han Yu was stunned.

"Boom!"

The sound of the river and the sea turning over drove Han Yu's mind back. In his Dantian, vitality was boiling and there was a feeling of wanting to burst the Dantian.

Han Yu, who has not been able to develop his vitality, is now boiling!

"Yuanwu first refines the extremities, Yuanwu second refines the five internal organs, Yuanwu triple inhalation of refined gas, Yuanwu fourth forms a cyclone. Now the vitality of my body should have reached the level of forming a cyclone and move to the fourth level of Yuanwu!"

Han Yu reacted quickly, and the "Jingxin Jue" cultivation method worked silently. It controls the flow of Dantian vitality and flows through the eight channels of the odd meridian. Only when the specific cultivation meridian is opened, the vitality can form a cyclone in the Dantian.

Han Yu looked at his nose, his nose looked at his mind, calmed his heart and calmed his mind, focusing all his thoughts on his cultivation.after half an hour, an inaudible sound came out of his body suddenly.

"It broke!"

Suddenly, Han Yu's vitality was like discovering a new world, and the newly opened meridians poured into her body, and a sensation of pain suddenly came from her body.

After the life energy passed once, Han Yu controlled it to pass again. The second time the pain was much less than the first. After running in this way, the meridians opened by Han Yuxin became wider and wider, and the vitality circulated inside without hindrance.

"drink......"

With a secret cry, Han Yu's vitality entered the Dantian in a specific way, forming a cyclone, which slowly turned counterclockwise.

Forward, quadruple Yuanwu!

Han Yu waited for this day for three years!

Before Han Yu was happy, the cyclone suddenly collapsed and began to operate autonomously.

"This is it?" Han Yu exploded in an infinite glow in his eyes, his vitality was unexpectedly condensed into two cyclones, and the atmosphere was surrounded by small cyclones. His breathing suddenly went from the fourth level of Yuan Wu to the fifth level of Yuan Wu.

Two consecutive advances!

The surprise in Han Yu's heart cannot be repeated!

After the cyclone stabilized, Han Yu let out a long suffocating sigh. The elongated body that could not wait to stand up, suddenly a crunch like fried beans was heard, and the whole body was very comfortable.

"Yuanwu five levels, you can use your vitality to perform martial arts!"

Han Yu's eyes were burning, and he finally took that crucial step!

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Han Yu came to open it, only to see a middle-aged man with white temples standing outside the door, the morning sun shining in his hair, it seemed to have become more of life's vicissitudes.

"Father!"

The person outside is Han Yu's father, Han Zhan.

Han Zhan patted Han Yu on the shoulder and said, "Xiaoyu, don't stress. As a patriarch, it doesn't matter whether I sit or not. Father will leave you to the Han family and find a way to practice!"

To prevent his son from being wronged, Han Zhan even dismissed the charge of patriarch. What more can such a father say?

Han Yu wanted to tell the Korean War that he had broken through. Suddenly, his heart was moved and he decided to wait for a surprise for the Korean War. Looking at Han Zhan firmly, "Father, don't worry, I'll definitely get first place!


"Well, my Korean War son, I will never weaken your popularity!" Han Zhan is delighted. Although he knows that it is difficult for Han Yu to get the first place in the clan club, he likes the character of Han Yu who never bows his head .

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Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1: Black hole in the body

Chapter 1: Black hole in the body

In the deep space of the universe, a giant cauldron burns with furious fire, illuminating most of the sky. The eight elders surrounded the giant cauldron, the light in their eyes materialized and their faces filled with emotion.

"Three thousand avenues, choose a method, this is our last chance!"

"Drink up!"

The eight elders shouted at the same time, with their hands knotted with mysterious seals, and at the same time they hit the central cauldron.

"Boom..."

The great cauldron shook, the flame suddenly extinguished, an endless divine light burst forth, three thousand points of colored light sprouted like fireworks and then scattered all over the world.

"The seeds have been planted, hoping to become a giant tree!"

Fifteen years later, the cloud continent, Jingzhou.

"Han Yan, three first-degree elixirs... Han Cheng, two first-degree elixirs..."

At Mangcheng, the Han family martial arts camp, all the teens whose names were called ran to the high platform with enthusiasm to receive this month's training grant. The better the aptitude and the stronger the person, the more training aids they will receive.

"Han Yu, a second grade elixir..."

As soon as the voice was heard, people in the martial arts field laid their eyes on the young man standing in the corner at the end of the crowd almost at the same time.

"One second-degree elixir is equivalent to ten first-degree elixirs. Unexpectedly, Han Yu will get the most grants!"

"Isn't it said that the stronger, stronger and better the grades, the more training grants they receive? Why does Han Yu get the most grants every month?"

Han Yu only made it to the high platform, and countless cold eyes looked at him, Han Yu did not dodge it and faced it calmly. The middle-aged man sitting in the center with white sideburns nodded slightly with his eyes full of affection. This is the Korean War, the head of the Korean clan and Han Yu's father.

"For me, my father is under tremendous pressure, and I must make a difference!

Han Yu clenched his fists tightly. It has been recognized as a waste, but he receives most of the training grants every month. The pressure of the Korean War can be imagined.

At this moment, Grand Elder Han Qingyun, who was sitting next to the Korean War, suddenly stood up and walked toward the court and said aloud, "Today, I want to announce something important to everyone!

Han Yu suddenly had a bad feeling.

A sneer of contempt appeared on Han Qingyun's face and then he said: "After a careful discussion by the Presbyterian House, it was decided to dismiss Patriarch Han Zhan!

"What?" Most people were surprised. Although the Korean War had some shortcomings on the elixir issue, it wouldn't eliminate the patriarchal position, would it?
Han Zhan looked at Han Qingyun and asked in a deep voice, "What is wrong with me in the Korean War?

Han Qingyun looked at Han Zhan aggressively and said, "You made three mistakes in the Korean War. First, since you inherited the position of patriarch, our Han family has gradually declined from the first family in Mangcheng to the third family; second, over the past three years, our Han family has been ranked first from the bottom each time in the Three Clan Test. Thirdly, it has dumped almost all of the family's growing materials on its wasteful son and ignored other children. He still has three major flaws. What can you say?"

"My Korean War child is definitely not a waste!" Han Zhan stood up, his voice was loud and clear.

Han Qingyun curled up his lips and said unceremoniously, "Han Yu is a waste? Everyone knows it in their hearts, can you admit the three previous sins?"

"Humph!" snorted Han Zhan coldly, and looked at Qingtian with his hands behind his back.

A smile crossed Han Qingyun's face and he said aloud, "Since you have pleaded guilty, that is good! I declare that as of today, the Korean War will be dismissed..."

"Wait!"

Suddenly, there was a loud scream!

I saw a young man who clenched his fists and slowly raised his head, his face was pale and his pupils injected with blood, this man was Han Yu who was standing not far from Han Qingyun.

"First, my Han family is shrinking. Did it start with my father? Second, in the last three years, the three tribes will try to be first from the bottom. That's their offspring. Third, my Han Yu is not a waste. ! "

Every time Han Yu said a word, his body trembled, but his voice was loud and powerful, reaching the depths of everyone's heart!

Han Qingyun's face is unusually ugly. The decline of the Han family and the last three years in the Tri-Clan Test are not the fault of the Korean War.

However, the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to bring down the Korean War is right in front of him. He won't let it go easily, his face sank and he shouted, "Bold, do you have a place to talk here?

Han Yu looked into Han Qingyun's eyes, neither humble nor overbearing: "What I said is the truth!"

Han Qingyun's face shook violently, and he was speechless for a moment, and he said angrily: "Well, well, tomorrow it will be the clan association, are you a waste? Use your strength to prove it to everyone!

"In the Korean War, if your son gets first place in the clan association, then you show that your approach is right; but if he can't get first place, how can you, the patriarch, explain it to the hundreds of young men in the Han family?

Han Zhan hummed: "I can't get first place, I won't be the patriarch in the Korean War!

Han Yu watched the Korean War with surprise, his fists cracked so much that his nails were inserted deep into the flesh and blood of his palm.

Han Qingyun ignored the shaky teenager, pointed to Han Yu and said: "Not only can you no longer be this patriarch, this waste, you can never enter the Han family!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At the clan meeting where the teachers met, how could Han Yu get the first place? Isn't it clear that this was to get Han Yu out of the Han family?

Anger burned in Han Zhan's eyes, and he took a deep breath and said, "Okay, deal!"

When he returned home, Han Yu took out the second grade elixir he had gotten today, and a look of hope shone in his eyes.
"I hope this second grade elixir can feed you!"

Han Yu held the second grade elixir tightly in his hand and silently operated his mind. At this moment, a terrifying swallowing force came from the depths of his Dantian and absorbed all the essence of the second grade elixir with the force of the wind and the remaining clouds. .

In general, it is absolutely impossible for a Yuan Wu Triple C cultivator to refine a second grade elixir without three days and three nights, but Han Yu only took one minute before and after. Because in his Dantian, there is a black hole that can swallow all the spiritual power.

The Cloud Continent is respected for martial arts. Known levels of cultivation are Yuanwu, Xuanwu, Lingwu, Soulwu, etc. The kingdom of Yuanwu is the entry stage for practitioners. It is divided into nine levels, the first three being the training body. The body refinement is mainly based on soaking the body with medicinal materials and training the strength. Black holes have no effect on Han Yu, but after reaching the triple layer of Yuanwu, it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth to practice and refine it into vitality in its body for its own use.

Whether Han Yu refines the elixir or absorbs the aura of heaven and earth directly from the heavens and earth, he was swallowed by the black hole for the first time, so since the twelve year old practiced in Yuanwu Sanzhong, Han Yu's level of cultivation has not improved.

However, Han Yu firmly believes that the black hole will be filled sooner or later, as long as the black hole is full, he can continue to practice. However, this second degree elixir is obviously not enough to fill the black hole of greed.



"Is he really going to cause my father to lose the position of patriarch because of me?" Han Yu clenched his teeth tightly.

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