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C46 Top 13

"Station number two, Han Bing wins. Yuqing is eliminated." A disciple of the Dongfang family announced. Clearly, he was one of the three disciples on the stage.

Han Bing was also a little overjoyed that he won so easily.

"Yuqing, what's wrong? Why did you admit defeat before I even made my move?" Han Bing walked over and asked in concern.

"I, I'm afraid of the big tiger." Yu Qing said timidly.

"Haha, those five big tigers can only be used once for a short period of time, they can't be used anymore." Han Bing smiled. This lie might pull the distance between her and Yuqing, so as she spoke, Han Bing extended his hand to touch Yuqing's little head.

"Ahh, don't come over here." "Yu Qing dodged Han Bing's hand and ran away screaming.

Han Bing was left petrified on the spot, and it seemed like a small crow was flying above his head, leaving an ellipsis in its wake.

Following Yuqing's scream, everyone's gaze turned towards Han Bing. Including those three onlookers on the platform, their gazes were enough to devour people. Han Bing cursed in his heart. He hadn't even done anything yet and was unjustly accused of assaulting a minor girl in public. Fortunately, he was also a minor.

Ignoring the sinister gazes of those people, he walked to the side and started cultivating his Heavenly Dragon Body Refining Art.

In about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the hundred and fifty battles had ended. Half of the contestants had been eliminated, and the remaining contestants were even more elite.

"Alright, next we will proceed to the second round and begin drawing lots." Dongfang Jian announced.

This time, it was clearly more refined than the last time. There were no loud shouts.

"Number Two, it's Number Two again." Han Bing's vision turned black, it seemed like it had something to do with Er.

Walking towards platform two, there were already people waiting for them. It was a boy about fourteen or fifteen years old. He also had a delicate and pretty face, and there was a hint of childishness between his brows.

When the boy saw that his opponent was Han Bing, his expression instantly became complicated.

"I am Han Bing, may I ask for this brother's name?" Han Bing asked with a smile, appearing especially polite.

However, that man's face was filled with anger. He raised his hand and pointed at Han Bing. "You, you actually dare to bully Yuqing. I-I won't let you get away with this." However, even his words were trembling. How could he not want to let go of his domineering attitude?

"Ah, unjustly accused. I really didn't bully her. Also, who are you to her?" Han Bing said with a bit of grievance.

"I'm her brother, Yulin. You bullied my sister, I'm going to teach you a lesson." As he spoke, he circulated the spiritual energy in his body, preparing for a big battle.

Han Bing took out his Cyan Rainbow Sword and was about to attack when Ling'er said, "Little Han Bing, you're not allowed to hurt him. If you dare to hurt him, I'm not done with you."

Han Bing couldn't help but frown, wasn't this making things difficult for himself? I can't hurt him even when he's on the verge of losing his life. Han Bing pondered whether or not Ling'er had taken a fancy to Yu Lin. Even Ling'er didn't think much of him, so why would she think so highly of him?

However, since Princess Ling has given the order, how could Han Bing dare to disobey.

He put away the Cyan Rainbow Sword in his hand and faced Yu Lin with his bare fist.

Yu Lin channeled his spirit energy and a light blue sword appeared in his hand. Under the infusion of spirit energy, the light blue treasured sword let out a glimmering glow; this sword was obviously comparable to the Cyan Rainbow Sword.

"Shua!" Yu Lin's movement technique was also a Third Stage Yellow Rank martial skill. His cultivation was much stronger than Yu Qing's. Although he was also at the Second Stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, he was infinitely close to the Third Stage of the Qi Condensation Realm and could break through at any time.

As the long sword slashed past, Han Bing leaned back and the sword edge brushed past Han Bing's face. The cold air in Han Bing's hands surged as she prepared to use her Frozen Dust Fist. The dust of ice gathered and dispersed, then abruptly blasted out.

Looking at the flying ice dust cloud, the sword in Yulin's hand glowed brilliantly. He slashed out and cut the ice dust storm into two halves without harming him in the slightest. Under the cover of the ice dust, Han Bing activated the Nine Palace Steps and rushed to Yu Lin's side. He clenched his right fist and punched out. Yu Lin actually did not block it, but instead stabbed out with his long sword.

He was risking his life.

"Little Han Bing, quickly dodge." Ling'er exclaimed.

"Cha!" The long sword was tricky and instantly pierced Han Bing's left arm. However, Han Bing also punched Yu Lin's body, the huge impact caused him to fly out of the stage and spit out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries.

Resisting the intense pain in his left arm, Han Bing pulled out the long sword that was stuck in the middle, "Ling'er, this can't be considered as injuring him, right?"

"Little Han Bing, you, you're hurt." "Idiot, who told you to go all out like this." Ling'er said in a tearful tone.

"Princess Ling has given the order that I must complete the mission. "It's alright Ling'er, just set up a Vermillion Bird Revival Array and you can recover." Han Bing forced a smile.

"Alright, let's say that I owe you a favor." Ling'er said in a somewhat haughty manner.

"2nd platform, Han Bing wins, Yulin eliminated." He thought the inner court disciple said.

Below the battle arena, Yulin struggled to get up from the ground. Yuqing ran over from the side to support her brother. Her eyes were filled with anxiety.

Han Bing flew off the platform, holding Yu Lin's treasured sword and walked towards the siblings.

Yu Qing shivered in fright when she saw Han Bing walk over. Yu Lin forced himself to pull his little sister behind him as he faced Han Bing.

"What's there to be so afraid of? It's not like I'm going to eat all of you, your swords." Han Bing threw the sword to Yu Lin and also threw a few healing pills.

He had used the remaining 500 or so achievement points to exchange for these pills. Although the Vermillion Bird Revival Formation could heal external injuries, it could not heal internal injuries. It was necessary to buy some pills.

"What, what is this? Why did you give me this? " Yulin was puzzled. "I don't want your charity." After which, he threw the pill back. He knew that the merit points required for these pills were not small. He wouldn't accept charity without a purpose in life.

"This isn't a poison, it's a healing medicine. Your injury was inflicted by me. If you don't accept it, then you're looking down on me. Here, take it." After saying that, he forced it over. However, he did not pass it to Yulin, but to his younger sister, Yuqing. " Take good care of your brother. " With that, Han Bing turned around and left, blood was still seeping out from his left arm.

The two siblings looked at Han Bing's back as she left, and they felt a complex feeling in their hearts.

"Little Han Bing, hurry up and treat him. Your arm is still bleeding." Ling'er urged.

"Yes, no problem." Han Bing found a corner where no one was paying attention to. A red light appeared and instantly disappeared, not drawing anyone's attention. However, the wound on Han Bing's arm was completely healed, and it was impossible to tell that he had been injured at all.

Walking to the side, Han Bing continued to cultivate the Heavenly Dragon Body Refinement Art. Although he couldn't quickly break through to the Refinement Realm, he could take his time.

"The top twenty-five have been born. In the final round of the elimination round, there will be one person who will be directly promoted to the top thirteen. Alright, let's start the drawing of lots and get the number thirteen spot." Dongfang Jian announced once again.

"It can't be Number Two again, right?" Han Bing held the lot, closed his eyes and said, "Damn, it really is Number Two."

"Yes."

However, this result was still within everyone's expectations. In the first few rounds, whoever picked up Yan Xi would be eliminated, including the unlucky third level of the Qi Condensation stage.

Han Bing stepped onto platform two for the third time. This time, his opponent was a young girl about 15 or 16 years old. Although she was a young girl, she was much older than Han Bing. However, her cultivation was only at the third level of the Qi Condensation stage.

The young girl's eyes were filled with anger when she saw Han Bing.

Han Bing was a bit confused. What was going on? He was very sure that he didn't recognize this person, but why was she looking at him like that?

"Shameless brat, you actually dared to make senior sister Yan Xi angry. Hmph, let me teach you a lesson on behalf of senior sister Yan Xi." Although the young girl was much older than Yan Xi, she addressed him as Senior-apprentice Sister Yan Xi. It could be seen that Yan Xi held a very high status in the hearts of this group of people.

"Come if you have the ability." She was rude to him, and there was no need for him to be polite to her.

The young girl channeled her spirit energy and took out two short sabers. As she infused her spirit energy, they emitted a light green light, revealing her killing intent. Han Bing took out the Cyan Rainbow Sword. His gaze was sharp as he pointed it at the young lady.

"Shua shua" The two of them rushed forward at the same time, their swords and sabers clashing against each other, emitting a crisp "ding" sound of metal colliding, followed by sparks. On the battle stage, the two of them executed their movement techniques at the same time. Their figures were scattered in all directions, and one could only see the afterimages of the two of them going back and forth as sparks flew out from the clashing of their swords and sabers.

One sword technique was tricky while the other blade technique was nimble. For a moment, the two sides were at a stalemate.

Suddenly, the young girl explosively retreated, the twin blades in her hands emitting a faint yellow light, like the bright moonlight in the sky. "Double Moon Slash!" The young girl shouted as the yellow light gradually climbed up the dual blades. Both blades swung out at the same time.

Like two bright moonlight rays, they shot towards Han Bing.

"Sunscorch Sword!" The Cyan Rainbow Sword in Han Bing's hand became blazing as it burned with raging flames. A fireball as dazzling as the sun appeared, and as it collided with the Moon Slash, a violent wave of heat swept out in all directions.

Just as the "Sword of the Morning Sun" was about to cover the girl's vision with the Sword of the Morning Sun, the sword was once again activated. A weak red light appeared on the sword, and Han Bing instantly disappeared from where he stood.

As his cultivation increased, the power and speed of the Sword of the Morning Sun that he released would increase by a lot.

"Whoosh!" "Ah!" Two consecutive sounds could be heard. The first was Han Bing piercing the girl through her left shoulder with the Sword of the Morning Sun. The second sound was, of course, the girl's miserable scream.

The Cyan Rainbow Sword was pulled out from the girl's body and placed on her neck. "You've lost." Han Bing said coldly.

The girl was astonished. How did this boy do it?

"On platform number two, Han Bing wins, and Moon Lotus is eliminated. Han Bing has successfully entered the top 13. "

"So your name is Yue Lian." Han Bing said.

"What has it got to do with you?" Yue Lian covered her wound, looking at Han Bing with a pale face.

"Of course it's none of my business." Han Bing walked over and also placed his hand on the moon lotus's wound. Just as the moon lotus was about to attack Han Bing, a faint red light flashed from Han Bing's hand.

"Alright, I'm fine now." As Han Bing said this, he jumped off the stage.

"This, this is …" "What?" Yue Lian looked at her shoulder in surprise. There were no traces of injury on her smooth skin. I'm dreaming. " As he spoke, he pinched himself. It hurt!

"Yes."

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