C11 Voldemort's Rod Method

"Sword of the Morning Sun!" Han Bing shouted loudly. Under the gaze of the crowd, the Cyan Rainbow Sword shone with a dazzling red light. Han Bing turned into a red light again and charged towards Sun Youcai.

"Ding!" A metallic sound was produced. Sun Youcai's arm was not cut off like Tian Hu under the "Sword of the Rising Sun". He didn't even suffer any injuries. He only retreated a few steps before stabilizing. Han Bing was astonished by this result. This time, he had released the Sword of the Rising Sun with his full strength. It was more than twice as powerful as the one against Tian Hu just now, and yet Sun Youwei had been able to block it so easily.

"Not bad, not bad at all. Fourth level of the Body Refinement Realm actually has this ability. If I had fought with you yesterday, I would have lost to your move." Sun Youwei said. But you won't have a chance today. "

As he spoke, his aura actually continued to rise, immediately going from the fifth level to the sixth level. It was clear that he had been hiding his cultivation. If it was said that Han Bing could fight a body refining fifth level opponent with all her strength, then the chances of Han Bing fighting a body refining sixth level opponent was very slim. After all, he was only at the fourth level of the Body Refinement Realm.

"What?" Seeing Sun Youwei's powerful cultivation, the crowd burst into an exclamation. This brat did not even tell me when he broke through, causing me to worry for him for quite a while. " Sun Youde complained, but there was no anger in him at all. On the contrary, he was a little happy.

"Do you want to continue?" Sun Youwei asked Han Bing.

"Why not? Go on." Han Bing replied.

"Good, you have courage. However, if you are beaten or injured by me later, don't go complain to Little Ling." Sun Youwei said.

"If you want to fight, then fight. What are you talking about?" Although Han Bing didn't have the confidence to defeat Sun Youwei, it was still impossible for him to admit defeat.

"Alright, just now you released a martial skill to me. Now, I'll return it to you. Receive it." As he spoke, Sun Youcai waved the staff in his hand and shouted, "Demon Subduing Rod Art!"

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on the light golden long rod, and a swastika symbol appeared. It was exuberant and righteous, domineering and holy. Exterminate all the monsters in the world, dispersing all the ghosts and monsters in the world.

He waved his staff and struck at Han Bing's face. "Han Bing raised the Cyan Rainbow Sword in his hand to block." With a "peng" sound, the mouth of the tiger shook until it became numb. However, he was able to dodge this deadly attack.

"Shua!" Another rod attack came. It directly knocked the Cyan Rainbow Sword out of Han Bing's hand and landed outside of the fighting platform.

Two strokes in a row had put Han Bing at a disadvantage, but this wasn't the end. The third stroke arrived on time. The wind blew past her ears, and Han Bing even felt the breath of death. If this staff were to land on his head, even if he didn't die, he would still be a fool.

Just at this critical moment of life and death, Han Bing's mind suddenly became clear. A tightly shut door was slowly opening, and the fifth level of the Refinement Realm was readily available for him to break through in one fell swoop.

The pale golden long rod was less than two inches away from Han Bing, and all the spectators in the audience seats held their breath as they quietly watched this decisive moment. On the 13th stone platform, when Luo Ling saw this dangerous scene, she shouted, "No!"

"Peng!" Han Bing abruptly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the long rod in his hand.

"This." Seeing this, Sun Youcai was stunned. Luo Ling was stunned. The audience was also stunned. "What's going on?" Sun Youwei's Demon Subduing Rod Art had a total of three staves, each stave was stronger than the last. The third pole was the strongest pole, but now this strongest pole was easily grasped by Han Bing. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it in the slightest.

"Now, it's my turn." Han Bing grabbed the long stick with his right hand and pulled forcefully behind him, while Sun Youwei flew over with the stick. Boom! Han Bing suddenly jumped up and punched Sun Youwei. "Ugh!" Sun Youcai cried out in pain as he flew out of the arena.

The entire arena was completely silent as everyone looked at the tyrannical figure on the stage. Today was not the first time that a miracle had happened. Battle Luo Ling, torturing Tian Hu, defeating Sun Youcai, this young man had shocked the hearts of the crowd time and time again.

Someone shouted out, "I recognize him. A month ago, he broke through my wall and was taught a lesson by me. At that time, he was only at the first level of the Refinement Realm. How could he reach the fifth level so quickly?" It was like a stone that gave rise to a thousand ripples. In an instant, the sounds of discussion could be heard.

It was still the host who intimidated the entire audience, saying, "I declare that Han Bing has succeeded in his challenge and was promoted to first place."

Han Bing felt that his victory this time was really a fluke. If it wasn't for him breaking through to the fifth level of the Body Refinement Realm at the last moment, he would have long been heavily injured and left the battle stage. However, it was strange. He was clearly at the fifth level of the Body Refinement Realm, so how could he be so strong? Even someone at the sixth level could not stop. Could it be because of the《 Heavenly Dragon Body Refinement Art》? No matter what, this was a good thing. Who would complain about their combat prowess?

Han Bing descended from the battle stage, picked up the Cyan Rainbow Sword that had fallen outside the battle stage, and walked towards the first stone stage to consolidate this hard-won cultivation.

As a result, Han Bing became first, and Sun Youcai was second. That poor Tian Hu originally had the strength to return to third place, but because his arm was cut off by Han Bing, he had no choice but to give up the challenge and become twelfth.

"With the warm support of everyone, this year's ranking battle for the Dongfang family's new juniors has ended. Thanks for everyone's support, we will give the juniors one day to prepare and settle their own private matters. One day later, we will invite the thirty-five juniors to report to the Dongfang family on time, and the rewards for the juniors will be distributed when they arrive at the Dongfang family's place." "The host said." Alright, we've all been tired for the entire night. Let's go back and rest.

The crowd dispersed and everyone returned home. Han Bing also prepared to return to her temporary inn to rest. Having not slept for the entire night and having many battles, she was currently very tired. However, at this time, a middle-aged woman blocked Han Bing's path.

"How can it be so easy to cut off one of my son's arms and then leave in peace?" Today, I will cut off one of your arms as well. " the woman said. He seemed to be Tian Hu's mother.

"Your son deserves it." Han Bing said.

"You still dare to be stubborn? Let me teach you a lesson." As he spoke, an extremely strong aura of pressure followed. However, before this pressure could approach Han Bing, it disappeared.

"Tigress, don't go too far. There will be casualties in this battle. Not to mention your son having his arm chopped off, even if he dies on the Deathmatch Battlestage, it would be within the rules. Yet you came to take revenge on Han Bing today, isn't that a bit too much bullying? " Luo Yunhai brought Luo Ling and appeared in front of Han Bing. The one who helped Han Bing block that pressure was actually Luo Yunhai.

"What does it have to do with you that I taught him a lesson? Don't forget that this little thief bullied your precious daughter quite a few times." Tian Hu's mother said.

"Heh heh, what does it have to do with me? He's my son-in-law, do you think it has anything to do with me? " Luo Yunhai said.

Hearing this, Han Bing was at a loss. Luo Ling did not seem to know that Luo Yunhai would say these words, so she was momentarily at a loss. She wished she could find a hole to hide in.

"Fine, you win. Let's ride on donkeys and read the song books. We'll see how it goes." Tian Hu's mother left after a few threatening remarks

"Thank you for saving me, and I apologize to you and Lorraine for my actions during the day." Seeing that Luo Yunhai had saved her, Han Bing said.

Luo Yunhai waved his hand, as if he had made a big decision, and said to Han Bing, "I don't need your gratitude. As long as you can take care of Xiaoling and not let her suffer any grievances, I will be satisfied." Then, he pushed Luo Ling towards Han Bing before turning around and walking away saying, "You two go to the Dongfang family tomorrow. You have to take care of her well. If Xiao Ling suffers from even the slightest bit of grievance, I won't forgive you."

Looking at Luo Yunhai's slightly dejected back and voice, Han Bing felt that she was like a villain who would rob his daughter with a knife.

"What's going on? Why doesn't your father want you anymore?" Han Bing asked Luo Ling.

"Ah, I, I, I don't know, but I think maybe Uncle Sun said something to him, so he became like this. Don't mind it. " After staring blankly for a long time, Luo Ling stammered, "Is it convenient for me to go over there? If it's not, I'll go home."

"Don't, please don't go back. If you go home now, your father will definitely think that you've suffered some sort of grievance. Then wouldn't I be doomed?" Han Bing said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, me." Luo Ling still wanted to say more, but Han Bing interrupted her, "Don't tell me that. Come, come with me. I rented a room nearby. Let's take a break and go to the Dongfang family together tomorrow."

"Yes." This time, Luo Ling actually agreed obediently.

Returning to the inn, Han Bing and Luo Ling entered a room. Since they hadn't eaten anything during the battle, the two of them were already so hungry that their hearts were on their backs. Han Bing instructed the waiter to prepare a large table of delicious food. Not long later, all that was left was a pile of empty plates.

"I didn't expect you to be so secretive, but there are quite a few people who don't like to eat." Han Bing mocked. The table of food that he had just eaten was mostly due to Luo Ling.

"What's wrong? My heart hurts. I just eat too much, can you control it?" As she spoke, she wiped the grease off her mouth.

"No wonder others say that 'the poverty-stricken (chest) is extremely evil'. It seems like they aren't lying at all." Han Bing shifted her gaze to Luo Ling's chest.

"You're the bad guy, you." Before she finished, Luo Ling realized that Han Bing wasn't saying she was bad, but was mocking her for being able to eat and for being small in the bosom. He instantly went berserk and pounced towards Han Bing. The two of them fell to the ground at the same time and rolled on the floor. When she stopped, Luo Ling was lying on the floor, and Han Bing was lying on top of her, holding her hands.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became ambiguous.

After a few seconds of awkward looking at each other, Luo Ling fiercely said, "Bad guy, quickly get up. You're too heavy."

"Oh …" Han Bing said awkwardly. Standing up, before Luo Ling could blush, Han Bing was the first to blush. Although he had grown up in the dragon race since childhood, he had never come into such close contact with the opposite sex. This happiness came so suddenly that he was a little overwhelmed.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the two of them spent their time in this awkward atmosphere. They would occasionally look up at each other, and sometimes look at each other, before immediately lowering their heads once again.

"Cough cough, Luo Ling, you've been tired since the start of the competition. Why don't you rest first, this way you'll have enough energy to go to the Dongfang family." Han Bing was the first to speak, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Ah, what about you?" Han Bing told her to sleep, but there was only one bed here. If they were to sleep together, Luo Ling wouldn't agree no matter what.

"You go to sleep first. I'll train for a while." Han Bing said.

Luo Ling heaved a sigh of relief, but then asked, "Aren't you tired? How about we go together?" After saying this, Luo Ling had the urge to slap herself. How could she say such unreserved words? What if Han Bing agreed?

"Ah?" "Not so good, you go to sleep first, I'm not tired." After Han Bing heard this, she was also shocked.

"Don't misunderstand me, I'm saying that I'm sleeping on the bed while you're lying down on the table." Luo Ling finally found a way out for herself.

"If you don't explain yourself, you'll give me a fright. "No need, I'm really not tired." As Han Bing said this, he walked to the side and sat down cross-legged to continue cultivating the《 Heavenly Dragon Body Tempering Art》.

Luo Ling was lying on the bed, tossing and turning. The scene just now was constantly replaying in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it.

"Ai, what happened to me?" Luo Ling could not help but mutter to herself. As he said that, he turned his body and saw Han Bing who was being tormented by the《 Heavenly Dragon Body Refinement Art》. At this moment, his face was twisted and sweat poured down like rain. His body was emitting a faint red light.

"Yes."