C8 Three Year Agreement

Han Lin's mission was to kill Feng Ge and set an example to let the powers of Heavenly Peak City know the outcome of offending a Han Family.

The blade in his hand descended, bringing with it a slight sound of the wind breaking as it chopped towards the skinny figure.

With this cut, Feng Ge's body was definitely split into two, and blood splashed everywhere.

"Feng Ge..." Some of the Feng Family clansmen screamed in pain, but they couldn't stop Han Lin's murderous intent.

Just as the blade was about to land on Feng Ge's head, a voice suddenly came out from the distance!

"Han Lin, stop!"

This loud bell like voice resounded in the sky, causing Han Lin to stop at the last moment.

The sword was just half an inch away from Feng Ge's head, it stopped abruptly, as if time had stopped.

Just whose voice possessed such a great deterrence that Han Lin had no choice but to withdraw his hand at the last moment?

Looking at Feng Ge, even with the blade on top of his head, the petite him did not even blink his eyes in fear. At the same time, it made Han Lin's heart tremble, because from Feng Ge's fearless eyes, he could see the spirit of a strong warrior …

"Old Ancestor, why didn't you let me kill him with one slash?" Han Lin raised his head and shouted towards the north.

Ancestor! that was the ancestor of Han Family, Han Han!

The bell-like voice just now was actually Han Han's Thousand Li Sound Transmission Technique. An expert was truly extraordinary!

"Feng Ge, do you dare make an agreement with this empress? If you dare, this emperor will let you live for three more years! " Far in the sky, Han Han's bell-like voice once again rang out.

This emperor!

This Han Han is actually a Martial Emperor Expert!

In the Tianxuan Empire, there were ten great experts, and Han Han was ranked third. It was rumored that he had five star Martial Emperor, but no one had ever seen his true strength.

"Why would I, Feng Ge, not dare?" Feng Ge raised his head and replied.

"Very well, this emperor will let you live for three more years. Three years later, this emperor will let you and Han Feng have another fair duel. Don't say that your Han Family bullies the weak. " Han Han's thousand miles of sound transmission was enunciated very clearly.

Many people probably didn't know why Han Han had made a three year agreement with Feng Ge, but the corners of Feng Ge's mouth revealed a hint of a smile. It was because he knew that what he had said just now had caused the Han Family ancestor to display his might.

The prestige of Han Family was very high, just now Feng Ge mocked the genius of Han Family as trash, the ancestor naturally could not let Han Family lose this face. If Han Family really killed Feng Ge, then it would truly be bullying the weak, and it would also prove that Han Feng was a trash that relied on his family.

Therefore, the moment Han Lin's blade fell, Han Family Ancestor Han Han's five hundred kilometers of travel had arrived.

This was the result of the three year agreement.

Han Lin sheathed his blade, his gaze no longer filled with the killing intent earlier. Instead, it was filled with admiration, "Feng Ge, three years later, I, too, want to see how much progress you can make!"

After Han Lin finished speaking, he waved his hand and led the Han Family guards away.

With the departure of the Han Family, Feng Ge relied on his unafraid spirit to avoid a disaster. This made the clansmen who previously looked down on Feng Ge, to change their opinion of him quite a bit.

Especially those youths who had bullied Feng Ge before, at this moment, their hearts were trembling and a chill.

"Feng Ge, good job!" Third Elder Feng Zhen walked over to Feng Ge's side and patted his shoulders as he praised him.

"I am truly sorry for scaring the Feng Family clansmen." Looking at the clansmen at the door, Feng Ge said guiltily.

"Hmph, although we've avoided a disaster, don't be happy too early!" Do not forget the three year agreement. From this moment onwards, Han Family will use every method at their disposal to nurture Han Feng. It is unknown whether he will live or die after three years. " At this time, the Great Clan Elder spoke.

"Child, I gave you a fright. It was all because Second Uncle was incompetent and didn't have the strength to protect you." On the other hand, Feng Chang'ann flipped his face faster than flipping a book. Without waiting for Feng Ge to say anything, he walked forward and patted Feng Ge's shoulders as he said in admiration, "Luckily my nephew is brave and fearless. He is extremely quick-witted and managed to avoid a calamity.

Feng Chang'ann's words were really shameless, even the Third Elder was so angry that his eyes were wide open.

"Second uncle's strength is something my nephew knows very well. Besides, the entire clan cannot be implicated because of me. Even if my father was here, I believe he would have made the same decision as second uncle." Feng Ge gently struggled free from Feng Chang'ann's hand and said coldly.

With just one sentence, he made it clear that Feng Chang'ann's strength was insufficient, causing him to be slightly startled for a moment. Then, he revealed an awkward smile: "Come, let's go back and properly discuss how we can cultivate you within these three years."

He did not know if Feng Chang'ann's words were true or false, but Feng Ge already did not care any further. In these two days, he had already completely seen the true faces of these so-called relatives and so-called clansmen.

"Cultivate me?" Feng Ge laughed coldly in his heart, then replied: "Feng Ge's talent is slow, I'm afraid that it will disappoint second uncle. If second uncle doesn't mind, I want to go to our clan's Martial Skill Pavilion to choose some martial skills, after all, I am a martial artist now."

A martial skill, this was what Feng Ge wanted right now. None of the martial skills were at a disadvantage, and from the Purple Cloud Fist that Han Feng used, one could tell how important martial skills were.

"Oh …" Hehe, now that you are a warrior, you naturally have the qualifications to enter Martial Skill Pavilion to choose martial skills. As long as you feel that it's appropriate, you can take it and cultivate. Second Uncle also hopes that three years later, you can once again defeat Han Feng and bring honor to our Feng Family. " Feng Chang'ann dryly laughed and said.

In the past, as the previous Patriarch's son, Feng Ge could not even enter the Martial Skill Pavilion to see if he wanted to. Feng Ge had even begged Feng Chang'ann before, but he had always used the clan rules to not allow Feng Ge to enter.

"Thank you, Second Uncle." Although Feng Ge had seen through Feng Chang'ann, he was still his second uncle and an elder. Thus, he could only temporarily bury many things deep within his heart as he turned around and walked towards the main door.

"Great Elder, go inform the Martial Skill Pavilion Elder and ask him to open the way to the third level of Feng Ge's Martial Skill Pavilion." Feng Chang'ann looked at Feng Ge's figure and shot a glance at Great Clan Elder Feng Lin who was beside him.

The Great Elder nodded and left.

Feng Ge arrived at the Martial Skill Pavilion's door and saw a pavilion elder meditating with his eyes closed at the side of the door.

"Feng Ge is here, the third floor of Martial Skill Pavilion has already been opened for you. Quickly go in and choose a martial skill. Remember, you can only choose three types of martial skills. The pavilion master said without opening his eyes.

Speaking of the pavilion master, Feng Ge did not have a good impression of him, because in the past, in order to cultivate and obtain a set of martial skills, he had sneakily sneaked into the Martial Skill Pavilion to find a martial skill when it was convenient for the pavilion master. In the end, he found out and actually kicked Feng Ge out of the door.

Moreover, at that time, Feng Ge was only nine years old, and even the pavilion elder did not have a single shred of soft-heartedness and mercy in his heart. That kick had Feng Ge lying on the bed for an entire half a month.

"Thank you very much." Feng Ge replied as he walked into the Martial Skill Pavilion.

After Feng Ge entered the Martial Skill Pavilion, the pavilion elder finally opened his eyes, revealing a disdainful smile.

The Martial Skill Pavilion of the Feng Family was not as huge as one would imagine. It was just that a pavilion was divided into three floors, and each floor was divided into several bookshelves that were lined up side by side.

Feng Ge searched for a while on the first floor, but didn't find a suitable martial skill for himself, so he went up to the second floor.

"Eh? Why did the clan's Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique, Wind Breaking Fist, disappear? "I remember when I snuck in, it was at this place." Feng Ge frowned and said to himself.

Breaking Wind Fist was a top-notch skill in the Feng Family. Anyone who could enter the Martial Skill Pavilion would come looking for Breaking Wind Fist at the first possible moment. But how could it be gone?

Without the Wind Breaking Fist on the second level, Feng Ge would not stay on the second level, because he had secretly searched for it when he came in before, and the Wind Breaking Fist would be the best on the second level.

"I wonder what kind of martial skills are displayed on the third level?" Feng Ge could not wait and went to the third floor.

His eyes were all over the place...

When Feng Ge walked up to the third floor, his first thought was like this.

The whole of the third floor was lined with bookshelves that were way more than the ones downstairs.

Feng Ge frowned slightly. This was his first time coming to the third level of the Martial Skill Pavilion, and he had always thought that the third level would definitely contain only the clan guarding techniques. For example, the Wind Thunder Fist Technique and the Nine Heavens Wind Thunder Technique that he had heard from some of his seniors. I didn't expect there to be so much …

The Wind and Thunder Fist and the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique were the two martial skills with the highest level of Feng Family: Profound Ranked Beginner! This was also the clan guarding the Feng Family.

However, when Feng Ge walked to the front of the bookshelf, he was at a loss again. Because there were too many martial skills on the bookshelf that he had never heard of before. He was a little doubtful as to whether these martial skills were actually his own.

Feng Ge carefully swept through the martial skill scrolls on the bookshelves. The Dispersion Arts, Mystique Wind Arts, Berserk Thunder Arts, Six Corporeal Forms, etc. were all not what he wanted.

"It can't be? Could it be that there was no martial skill suitable for him? Where is the ultimate skill of the clan? " Feng Ge sighed, he found seven bookshelves, but he still could not find the martial skill.

"Eh?" When he walked to the last bookshelf in the corner, Feng Ge saw a metal box with a golden scroll inside.

"Could this be the clan suppressing martial skill?" Feng Ge unhesitatingly prepared to retrieve the golden scroll, but he suddenly stopped. It was because a dusty, dilapidated scroll beside the metal box had caught his attention.

With a trace of pity, he reached out to gently pick up the thick dust on the scroll and blew away the dust on the scroll.

..." "What is it?" Looking at the broken word on the scroll, Feng Ge could not tell that the words on it had already decayed. "But what is it?

Feng Ge opened the first page of the dilapidated scroll, and suddenly, a ray of black light flashed by. The ray of light struck Feng Ge's sight and nerves, making him feel dizzy and his legs go weak, causing him to almost collapse on the spot.

As he closed the scroll consciously, Feng Ge felt a chill down his spine. However, he was filled with curiosity towards this scroll …