Heaven-defying Skills

The breeze gently caressed him. Han Fengxue looked up at the endless clouds floating in the sky, as if he had traveled through time and space. He saw his father's gentle eyes, his mother's eyes, and his grandfather's hopeful light. ,-*' ^ '~*-.,_,.-*~ ~*-.,_,.-*~' ^ '*-,

The years passed by like flowing water. It has been almost eight years. In the past eight years, he has also completed the transformation from a waste to a strong man. He is also like Gu Han, with high eyes. There is no peer around him who can compete with him, and his teacher is so powerful that the entire Blazing Empire is afraid of him. Under such circumstances, he has gradually forgotten a lot, including the despair and misery of the past.

Did he really understand this? Han Fengxue found that he didn't understand. Ni Shen, who was slightly older than him, had surpassed him by one level and became a sixth-level summoner, at the same level as his two teachers. Then, how strong was Ni Shen's teacher or elder? He didn't know. Even how strong was Gu Han's teacher in front of him? He didn't know. Han Fengxue could still remember the face of the middle-aged man in Hua Yi who killed his father. But what if he met him? Could he beat others? And what was the strength of Shui Lao in the mysterious Dream Building? He had no way to explore these. He found that he was so insignificant at the moment.

Suddenly, Han Fengxue smiled calmly. Since he had found the problem, everything would be much easier. With his two magical skills and the various things in his ring, becoming stronger was definitely not something that was out of reach.

"Why are you telling me this?" Han Fengxue smiled and looked at Gu Han.

Gu Han saw that Han Fengxue had come back to his senses while he was in a daze. He was somewhat impressed and said with a smile: "No reason, I just want to make friends with you."

"Friends!" Han Fengxue's mind moved. If he didn't have the strength, would he still be honest with him and want to make friends? Thinking of this, Han Fengxue smiled casually: "We were already friends before."

"That's different. We participated in this piano competition together, but that was just a partnership. You don't know me, and I don't know you, so how can we be friends?"

"Is that so? Then I don't know you now either, so you'd better wait for me. I'll tell you after I understand you." Han Fengxue didn't agree. He was different from Gu Ao. His friends were definitely close friends. Even if they didn't understand him, so what? Back then, he could tell Leng Wuya his biggest secret, give him a powerful technique, and even assassinate the prince for Ao Yunxing. At that time, he didn't know Leng Wuya and Ao Yunxing. In his opinion, friends should be treated sincerely and cared for with heart, not like Gu Han, who was based on utilitarianism. Gu Han gave him a feeling very similar to Ao Yunxing, forbearing and hiding his true colors. He was always covered by a layer of fog, and his true face could not be seen clearly.

Rejected by Han Fengxue, Gu Han just laughed it off as if nothing had happened, which made Han Fengxue more certain of his judgment, "This person is too scheming!"

After returning to the academy, Han Fengxue did not go to the dormitory, but went directly to the old place to practice. In the spiritual sea, five brilliant elemental crystals shone with dazzling light like stars. Today's conversation seemed to have improved Han Fengxue's mental power a lot. The rotation speed of the elemental crystals was very fast. Around his body, the five-colored light like substance kept pouring into his body.

After a long time, he exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth. Han Fengxue's breath, a stream of colorful halo air exhaled from his nose, slowly opened his eyes, and the brilliance flashed, swallowing and spitting.

"Four-star skill king, finally got another star." Han Fengxue was slightly happy. After breaking through to the middle level of Wuzong, his meridians were widened a little, and practicing spiritual skills and absorbing the five elements of heaven and earth were also much faster.

They were both at the fifth level, but Gu Han said that his mental power was much higher than his own, and he could even clearly sense his warrior and technician skills. Han Fengxue remembered Gu Han's words during the day, which made him curious about the practice of summoners.

"I don't know what the summoner's practice method is like, and how the mental power is improved. I must see it if I have a chance." Han Fengxue whispered. He thought that he was practicing the top mental skills, otherwise every talent skill would not be a perverted and evolvable skill. Now he is no longer the rookie he was back then, and he has a slightly clearer understanding of the strength of his own skills.

Because of today's touch, Han Fengxue did not forget about the breakthrough, but closed his eyes and continued to practice spiritual skills. After experiencing large and small battles, although Han Fengxue mostly used his achievements in warriors to fight against the enemy, it was not because his achievements in technicians were weak, but because the skills he practiced were not top-notch. Martial arts such as Bo Ling Bu, Autumn Wind Falling Leaf Palm, and Moonlight Gun were all very exquisite, but in the critical moment, defeating the enemy or escaping, it still depends on those powerful innate skills. Therefore, for him, who has a powerful skill, he must not give up the practice of technicians.

The autumn wind danced, the fallen leaves flew, and the streets of the imperial capital were desolate. Many store doors had a sign outside that said they were closed. Occasionally, there were a few figures walking around, which seemed unusually cold.

There was only one place that was completely different. The venue of the Four Great Empires Qin Art Competition was a vast sea of ​​people. There were nothing but heads. The excited crowd was talking in low voices. But even so, the huge audience still made the whole venue roar and people's eardrums vibrate and buzz.

Han Fengxue went directly to the central platform. At this time, Aunt Bing and Gu Han were already waiting there. Seeing Han Fengxue coming, Gu Han nodded and smiled at him, and Han Fengxue also returned a kind smile.

Glancing around Aunt Bing, Han Fengxue asked in confusion: "Aunt Bing, didn't Xinyun come?" When Bing Xinyun left yesterday, she promised him that she would come to cheer for him, but now there was no sign, so Han Fengxue asked this question.

"Xinyun has something to do and can't get away." Aunt Bing said softly.

Han Fengxue saw that Aunt Bing was evasive and dared not look him in the eye when she spoke. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong and was inexplicably afraid.

"Yeah!" Han Fengxue nodded, said nothing, looked at the sky, and said casually: "Aunt Bing, don't worry, we will definitely strive for a good result."

Aunt Bing responded with a pretentious smile on her face, as if she was thinking about something.

"When did Xinyun get into trouble?"

"Last night."

"Ah!" Aunt Bing found out that she was fooled, and looked at Han Fengxue's pale face and said anxiously: "Maybe she went out for fun, it's okay, Xuefeng."

Although Aunt Bing comforted Han Fengxue, how could Han Fengxue not see Aunt Bing's own nervousness and worry? Her hands and feet were trembling slightly, and the whole person was in a state of confusion. That was her daughter. Although many people had been sent to look for her, her inner anxiety did not decrease at all. If it weren't for the fact that the piano art competition was too involved, she would never appear here.

"Aunt Bing, tell me, what happened?" Han Fengxue's voice was slightly trembling. At this moment, he was trying his best to control his emotions. He found that although his relationship with Bing Xinyun was not announced, and he had not confessed anything to each other, Bing Xinyun actually occupied such a large weight in his heart.

He was at a loss at this moment, like a helpless drowning person, looking at Aunt Bing nervously, just hoping that the situation would not be too bad.

Aunt Bing's lips moved and she spoke with difficulty: "Just after dinner last night, Xinyun said she was going out and would be back soon. At that time, her father and I didn't care much and sent two masters of the skill sect to protect her, but Xinyun didn't come back for a long time. I found that something was wrong, so I ordered a few people to check. I only found the bodies of the two guards sent, and Bingyun was missing." Aunt Bing said, her mouth was slightly red, and tears were almost bursting out.

Han Fengxue's heart gradually cooled down, and it was like a raging fire burning in his heart, and his eyes were slightly bloodshot due to anxiety and resentment.

"Xuefeng, her father has sent a large number of people to look for her. You should focus on the competition first and talk about it later." Aunt Bing saw Han Fengxue's unstable mood and comforted him.

"Xuefeng, there is no point in worrying. What you can do now is to focus on the competition first, and it will be over soon." Gu Han also comforted him after hearing the situation here.

Han Fengxue certainly knew that worrying would not help at all, but how could he calm down? He wanted to fly to find Bing Xinyun, but seeing Aunt Bing's expectant eyes, she had paid too much for this competition and had prepared for a long time. Since she gave her the piano three years ago, Aunt Bing has been actively preparing for the competition. How could he give up like this? For a while, Han Fengxue hesitated, not knowing what to do.

With Han Fengxue's current state, even if he participated in the competition, it would be meaningless, and he would definitely not be able to compete with other competitors. Aunt Bing had already thought of this, so he wanted to hide it from Han Fengxue, but how could she, who was anxious, suppress her worries and pretend that nothing had happened?

A ray of light came out from the clouds and shone on the earth. The autumn was refreshing, but Han Fengxue and Aunt Bing could not feel it. At this moment, their hearts were no longer there. You looked at me, I looked at you. For a moment, the situation was frozen there, and neither of them knew what to do.

"No, I'm sorry, Aunt Bing, I must go find Xinyun." Han Fengxue finally made up his mind and said fiercely.

Aunt Bing looked at the determination in Han Fengxue's eyes. She could clearly feel Han Fengxue's deep affection for her daughter. The contradictory psychology made her not know what to say for a while.