Ling Han walked in the mountains and followed a narrow mountain road towards Luoyan Valley. He encountered many battles along the way, but with his strength, he could easily suppress them.
If the opponent has murderous intent, he will kill him mercilessly. If the opponent just wants to rob, then he will be lenient. After all, fighting for the token is the rule of the game, not a personal grudge.
In the battle after battle, Ling Han finally suppressed the sword energy and cultivated the fist energy again.
One method can connect all methods, and martial arts in the world have one source.
Ling Han drew an analogy and thought: "I have encountered a bottleneck in the practice of sword energy. I have been stagnant since the fifth path. In fact, the fifth path was also because my father was arrested, and I broke through it in anger.
After breaking away from the shackles, the sixth path was to discuss the art of swordsmanship with Teacher Mo, and then I had an epiphany, and the seventh path was also an explosion of emotions."
"But it's impossible to always have such great joy and sorrow around me, and I don't want to use great sadness to improve my sword spirit, because I can't be that lucky. Every time the people around me are only injured instead of dead."
"Since the practice of sword energy has encountered a bottleneck, I might as well try other martial arts. After practicing boxing like this, I have a vague resonance with the way of swordsmanship. Maybe I can raise the War Elephant Fist to the highest level, and I can also practice it.
The eighth sword energy is released."
On the third day, the disciples of Dongyue Sect officially joined the assessment. There were not many people, only about three hundred. However, these people were all around twenty-five years old, and their lowest strength was at the Wellspring realm. This was very surprising. It changed the situation.
It was messed up again.
Ling Han has never met an opponent, and the number of tokens he has harvested has reached 10,000, and the opponents he has defeated are only more than 700. Sure enough, after robbing the right person, the harvest will be even greater.
This has guaranteed that he will enter the top 100, and Ling Han has no ambition to get the first place. Because this first place is meaningless, the top 100 can all enter the second round of review.
The Luoyan Valley has appeared. It is a natural valley that cannot be crossed by birds, because there are often shocking evil spirits rushing out from underneath. Even those who are strong in the Shenghua Realm will be afraid. It is said that the Dongyue Sect once sent out the most powerful ones in the Spiritual Infant Realm to enter.
I passed, but a total of three people went in, and only two came back, and those two passed away not long ago.
From then on, Luoyan Valley became a restricted area and no one dared to enter.
Naturally, Ling Han and the others did not need to enter Luoyan Valley. They gathered on the outskirts of the valley. When people arrived, they handed over their counting tokens and registered their identities.
"Brother, brother, let me ask you something, how many tokens did you get?" Ling Han walked all the way and entered the safe area. He saw a young man in his twenties approaching.
"Why should I tell you?" Ling Han asked.
"Hey, to be honest, among the 100 people who have come now, there are more than 900 tokens. Therefore, if you can't reach this number, why not sell the tokens to me. If it is much more than the number, why not
Give me some." The young man said with a smile.
Ling Han also smiled and said, "Not interested."
"Hey, hey, hey. The price is negotiable, don't leave!" The young man chased after him. But Ling Han ignored him, so he could only shake his head and wait for the people behind him.
Ling Han walked all the way to the place where the tokens were handed over, and was approached by at least a dozen people, asking him to buy tokens, but he ignored them all.
When I came to the end, I saw a high platform set up here. People who came back had to go up to it to hand over their cards. In addition, there was also a huge white paper posted on the platform, with hundreds of names written on it, and behind each name.
There is a number.
Obviously, these are the people and results currently in the top 100.
Ling Han took a look, and sure enough, the score of the last place was more than 900, but this person would definitely be eliminated, because there was still half a day before the end of the competition, and there were still a large number of people who had not returned. There must be many people.
The score will exceed 1,000.
He glanced at it and did not find the names of young people from the Nine Northern Wilderness Countries such as Zhao Huan. Maybe they could advance into the top 10,000, but it would be too difficult to enter the top 100, unless they were very lucky and encountered as many soft people as possible.
Pinch of persimmon.
But even if they didn't get into the Ten Thousand Names, they got a lot of Huanglong Fruit, so the trip was worthwhile.
Among the people he had heard of, he only found one person: Bai Ming, the sword of justice. He is now ranked second with a score of 11,108. This score may only be ranked forty or fifty in the end, or even higher.
Low, but as long as you get tens of thousands of tokens, you can enter the top 100. What's the point of having more?
He is also a smart man, Ling Han nodded.
He went to hand over the tokens. When he waved his right hand and a large number of tokens were piled on the table, the people in charge of counting were all surprised. They didn't expect that this young man who looked only 18 or 19 years old would be like this.
So fierce.
This was because Ling Han deliberately made himself look older, otherwise his seventeen-year-old appearance would be even more shocking.
"The score is 1,086 yuan." The person responsible for counting was four spring realms, and the speed was naturally fast. There was also a Shentai realm sitting on the high platform. It seemed that he was concentrating with his eyes closed. Ignoring it, could there be anything?
With such a master sitting there, who would dare to mess around?
"Name, age, place of birth, cultivation level." A disciple asked, holding a notebook in his hand with many names already written on it.
He is the person responsible for recording the top 100 results. Although the first round of assessment has not yet ended, breaking 10,000 points already guarantees that he will be in the top 100. The only question is where he will rank.
Ling Han said: "Han Lin, nineteen years old, Fuyun Mountain, first level of Linghai."
Han Lin is the reverse of Ling Han. Although the Linghai realm at the age of nineteen is still amazing, he should be much better after being "older" by two years. Fuyun Mountain is a small mountain in the Northern Territory. Ling Han has seen it in geography before.
He passed by and took it over casually, because Hengtian Continent experienced a great disaster more than 9,000 years ago, and many place names had changed. He could not rashly throw away the place names from the previous life.
The four disciples were all shocked. Although the score of more than 10,000 coins was good, it might be due to luck, but the nineteen-year-old Linghai realm was astonishing. Even the Shentai realm with closed eyes and meditation was...
He couldn't help but opened his eyes, looked at Ling Han, nodded, and said: "Young man, not bad! Quite good!"
Ling Han didn't make himself look too old because his life energy was so strong that he could look like he was twenty-four or five years old. An old monster in the Flower Realm could see through it at a glance. If he thought of him, he would be the one in the Medicine Garden.
One of the big thieves, that would be fun.
Ling Han smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for the compliment, senior."
The Shentai Realm master also smiled kindly and did not dare to make excuses. Because the nineteen-year-old Linghai Realm is really amazing. In the future, the opponent may become a Shenghua Realm or even a Spiritual Infant Realm powerhouse. Even if he cannot compete with Ling
You can be friends, but you can never be enemies.
"This is your new token. You must not lose it." A disciple handed over a heavy black token with the word "Han Lin" engraved on it. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, novels are better Update faster!