A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Just between the two people, the sword shadow of the knife light, twisting, the two weapons were danced into two groups of cold light, from time to time collided with each other, difficult to divide up and down.

Han Li looked at it for a while and couldn't see that it was obvious. He just thought that it was very lively and nice to fight between the two of them. He couldn't see that it was high and that it was defeat. As for who was smarter, it wasn't something he could understand outside the door.

“Brother Han, I didn't know you were practicing under the uncle's door. Now that you're shutting down, you must have a lot of strength, right?” At last, the small Abacus couldn't bear to ask the master back to Han Li respectfully.

You know, after two years of basic training in Baixuan Hall, each inner door disciple of Qixuan Gate will be sent to the long-time doorman to kowtow to worship the master, learn deeper martial arts, and after leaving the teacher, these disciples will all hold specific positions in the door.

Of course, this is just the departure process experienced by ordinary disciples. If it is an outstanding disciple in the entrance test, it can also enter the Seven Halls directly without two years of basic training. It can be accepted as an entrance disciple by several door owners, teaching the best skills in the door. It can be called carp jumping the dragon gate and flying.

In two years of basic training, if there are any more prominent people, there is also hope that some elders, cousins, devotees, etc. will see them as direct disciples under the door. Although the future of these disciples is less than that of the doorman, they are also heavier than that of ordinary disciples.

The Abacus heard Han Li just closed out from somewhere, plus he had never met this person, naturally guessed that this person was a disciple of a high-ranking figure in the door, so he asked respectfully and wanted to pull the relationship forward.

“A few years ago, I was seen as a disciple by a consecrating adult, specifically that consecration, and I couldn't mention his old man's name.” Han Li was well aware of his thoughts, but pretended to have a shy look on his face, but deliberately brought some pride in the words.

“Really? Brother Han is really lucky. He must have a very high position in the door in the future, and has a great future. I hope that if I get a chance, Brother Han can bring up his little brother more.” The small Abacus heard that Han Li was unwilling to divulge his master's name, and he didn't care. Either way, the offering was better than his master's, but the tone changed soon.

“Brother Han, at first glance, it is not from the pool. In the future, Fei Huang will fly, not under words.” He continues to compliment.

“This person has a long black, silly face, why do you have to accept him as a disciple? Why doesn't someone so smart want that?” The look on his face is even more respectful as he whispers in his heart.

Han Li heard his tone change dramatically. He also changed from Brother Han to Brother Han. It was kind of funny in his heart.

However, Han Lixin didn't mean to look down on him at all. You know that the inflammatory attraction is just a human instinct. Who doesn't want to live better, climb higher? Not to mention that this person can tell by name. He is a fine and proficient camper.

However, he is going to be greatly disappointed. Although he said that he is not fake, his identity as a disciple is only a water item. He can easily defeat himself by finding a disciple in the Qixuan Gate. He sees himself as a big tree, I'm afraid he is looking for the wrong person.

Han Li smiled secretly and painstakingly. If nothing happened while listening to the praise of Abacus, he had to be rewarded from time to time with a few words.

“Brother Han's kung fu is strong. If Ken gets out, he can definitely hit the sword man, he can definitely...” On one side of the abacus, his mouth is uninterrupted. If it sounds good, he's distracted and carefully observes Han's every move.

“Huh! It's strange that the disciple offering should have deep inner kung fu and not weak hands, but he can't see how shallow this person is. He has neither slightly raised his temple nor leaked light in his eyes. He is also a man who can't understand martial arts.” The smaller the Abacus, the more boring it becomes.

“Split wins and loses.” Han Li's light-hearted words came through, interrupting his thoughts.

The small Abacus was surprised and turned his eyes back to the scene.

Indeed, the man of the knife has thrown the knife aside, one arm cares about bleeding outward, the other hand presses the wound, the face full of iron blue, does not seem to defeat orally. It is no wonder that both men have the same martial arts. It was just an accidental opponent's trick that made the game a bad move and lost.

When the small Abacus saw this place, there was a look of regret, and the mouth was more of a "pity” exit.

“What's going on? What a shame.” Han Li didn't see much of a way out, but there was such an off-the-shelf explanation next to him. I was so sorry for not asking.

“If Wang Dafat's side wins this competition, he will win three games. There is no need to compete in the last game. Too bad he still didn't win! ”

“Oh!”

“But it doesn't matter, now that there is only one last scene, Wang Dafat side of the show is the highest martial arts of our disciples, the first-hand thunderbolt knife is fierce, can crush stone gold. Ha ha! If you can see Brother Li's knife skills, I didn't come for nothing. Whoever Zhang Changgui sends out, we will win.” The small Abacus was a little frustrated at first, but then got excited and seemed to have full confidence in Brother Li.

“Has it reached its final stage? ‘Han Li responded casually, wondering who this Han brother is? Don't they know each other?

At this time, he walked out of Wang Dafat's side of a cold-blooded teenager, who took a long knife with cold light and walked to the center of the scene step by step, then closed his eyes without a word.

“Brother Li! Brother Li! Brother Li! …… ”

Seeing the appearance of the teenager, the people outside the field were excited, and together they called out the teenager's name, and one voice went on, one voice higher than the other. This roar shook the whole scene. At this time, it was no longer possible to distinguish between those who were wealthy disciples, those who were poor disciples, and there was only a unanimous refuelling sound for the teenager.