A Good Romance
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Before the examination had even begun, there were already a great many rich people going around buying tokens and taking in lackeys. Ling Han had also been "harassed" by a great many people. Most of them were fine, and if they were rejected, they would continue to look for the next one.
However, there were always some people who thought the world should revolve around them, and after being rejected, they put on a sour face and even threatened to kill. This young man was one of them, named Zhao Ri.
However, because Ling Han had changed his appearance several times, Zhao Ri naturally couldn't recognize Ling Han. He just sniffed hard, and his eyes stared at the meat that Ling Han was roasting, revealing a drooling expression.
"Brother Zhao, this seems to be a very high quality beast meat!" a underling said to Zhao Ri.
"Go get it for me," Zhao Ri said. Zhao Ri said. High-level demon beast meat was a great tonic. For martial artists, it was not inferior to medicinal pills.
A underling immediately walked over and shouted at Ling Han, "Damn brat, hand over the token and you can get lost!"
Ling Han frowned and said, "If you don't want to die, get lost!"
"Haha, can't you see we have so many people?" The underling sneered. Their group was indeed not weak. Not only were there many people, there were also a few late stage Gushing Spring Tier experts. They pushed forward all the way, causing their confidence to soar.
"Hurry, this young master is hungry!" Zhao Ri urged from behind.
"Hmph, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit." That underling immediately kicked at Ling Han with great force. This was no longer just a matter of kicking Ling Han away, but rather a matter of wanting to smash his head open.
This exam didn't forbid killing, and it seemed to release many people's ferocity.
Ling Han's gaze turned cold, and with a slash of his finger, a cold Sword Qi appeared out of thin air. Pu, blood splattered, and one of the man's legs was sliced off, dancing in an arc in the air and landing in front of Zhao Ri with a pa.
"Ah!" At this time, the little brother finally realized what had happened. After being stunned for a moment, he let out a blood-curdling scream. His face was covered with tears and snot, but he completely forgot to bandage his wounds. Otherwise, he would die from the bleeding alone.
"Impudent!"
"How dare you!"
"Courting death!"
More than a hundred people shouted angrily in unison. He was just one person, yet he dared to act violently in front of them. Was there still justice in this world?
"He seems to have some skills." Zhao Ri sneered, "Brother Zhang, Brother Li, Brother Ma, which one of you is willing to make a move and capture this brat?" He said to the three young men beside him.
These three people were all in the ninth layer of the Gushing Spring Tier, and the arrogance on their faces was about to soar to the skies.
In reality, putting aside the descendants of some Great Clans, reaching the ninth layer of the Gushing Spring Tier below the age of thirty was indeed very impressive in the north region, and could be considered a top-notch level. After all, there were only a few geniuses who managed to break through to the Spiritual Ocean Tier. They either had a fortuitous encounter, ate some kind of Spirit Fruit, or consumed some kind of Spirit Pill passed down from ancient times.
The young man surnamed Zhang strode forward and said with a smile, "Leave this small fry to me, lest he dirties Brother Li and Brother Ma's hands."
The other two smiled reservedly. The strength of the three of them was about the same, and they were not willing to submit to each other. Each of them wanted to fight for first place, so when they encountered a situation like this, they would take turns to show off their strength.
"Brat, you don't need to report your name, and you don't need to say what background you have, I don't care. Meeting me here is your greatest misfortune, so if you want to blame something, you can only blame your bad luck, "the young man surnamed Zhang said very arrogantly, and shot out a punch, waving it at Ling Han.
In order to show his strength in front of Li and Ma, he gave his all in this punch, in order to kill Ling Han as easily as crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. Whoever could finish off their opponent faster would naturally be stronger.
Ling Han shook his head. These youngsters really thought they were the kings of the world, doing whatever they wanted to do. He snorted, and also shot out a punch, activating War Elephant Fist. Weng, a pattern spread out, and a light silver dragon elephant walked out from within, emitting a powerful aura, and stepped towards the young man surnamed Zhang.
Pu, pu.
Everyone spurted out at the same time. Martial Art Will, that was Martial Art Will, and Martial Art Will released externally, that was the Spiritual Ocean Tier.
F * ck!
Everyone's eyes popped out. Who would've thought that such an unremarkable youth, only eighteen or nineteen years old, would actually be an expert of the Spiritual Ocean Tier? This time, they were screwed, kicking an iron plate.
The dragon elephant ran over, and the young man surnamed Zhang no longer existed, being trampled into a pile of mud.
Ling Han was surprised. It was the first time he used War Elephant Fist, and he didn't know how powerful it was, but in the end, a small fry in the ninth layer of the Gushing Spring Tier was blasted into pieces. He only practiced this fist technique for a day, and didn't truly grasp its essence.
The real War Elephant Fist should strike out a dragon elephant that should be golden, and not light silver like now.
However, to be able to cultivate to such a level in a day's time was not bad.
Ling Han smiled, and didn't push himself too hard. He was a genius, but not a nature-defying genius; it could only be said that his luck was relatively good.
"Big, Big Lord …" Zhao Ri said, trembling. A Spiritual Ocean Tier warrior absolutely crushed a Gushing Spring Tier warrior. Even if they had a hundred-man team, it wouldn't be enough, not to mention that there were only ten or so Gushing Spring Tier warriors in the hundred-man team.
"Still want to eat meat?" Ling Han smiled warmly, but he just crushed the young man surnamed Zhang into meat paste with one punch, so who would think Ling Han was gentle and amiable?
Everyone shook their heads in unison, their movements extremely orderly.
Ling Han nodded, and said, "Take out the token. Except for Zhao Ri, everyone else can get lost."
Everyone felt as if they were granted amnesty, and hurriedly took out the token and put it on the ground, then turned around and left. The token could be snatched again if it was gone, but if they lost their lives, where would they find it?
Zhao Ri gritted his teeth and suddenly broke into a run. He didn't want to wait helplessly for death.
However, he just turned around and raised his right foot to stomp down, but he stepped on empty air, and his whole body instantly fell towards the ground. It wasn't that there was suddenly a hole in the ground, but that his right leg was already sent flying by a flash of Sword Qi, so he naturally stepped on empty air.
"Ah …" He immediately screamed and struggled to prop up his upper body, wanting to ask for help from his subordinates, but no one even looked at him, only lowering their heads and scurrying away, making him suddenly feel a strong sense of desolation.
"Don't kill me, I'm a member of the Zhao Family, my father is Zhao Ri Cheng, a Spiritual Pedestal Tier elite. If he knows you killed me, he'll definitely find you and kill you …" Zhao Ri could only turn around and threaten Ling Han.
Ling Han smiled faintly and said, "Alright, I'll remember." He casually waved, and pu, Zhao Ri's head was already cut off. The bones rolled a few times, and his eyes were still filled with unwillingness.
"My sword intent is too strong now. It's clearly a punch or a palm, but it turns into sword qi. This way, even if I use the War Elephant Fist, people will guess that I'm actually using a sword."
"En, I have to adjust it a bit," he mumbled.
As for trash like Zhao Ri, he wouldn't care even if he killed ten thousand. In his previous life, he didn't know how many spoiled brats like him he'd killed.
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