"Teacher, how powerful is this hand of God? Can you demonstrate it to me?" Han Chen smiled, with a look of anticipation on his face.
"Haha, you little guy, don't you trust me, your teacher?" Following Han Chen's example, he rolled his eyes. Then Mr. Ling rested his hands on his back and said, "If you want to see it, then you should retreat first.
Just take a few steps back."
"Okay." He shrugged. Han Chen was a little surprised by what Mr. Ling said. However, he walked honestly ten feet away from Mr. Ling.
"Alright, little guy, keep an eye on it." Old Ling's voice came from a distance, and then, there was only a booming sound, and the area three feet around Old Ling's body was suddenly enveloped by a strong air current.
A terrifying aura continued to gather in Elder Ling's palm.
"Such a powerful wave." He grinned. Feeling such a mind-blowing energy wave, Han Chen couldn't help but take a breath, but there was a look of expectation on his face.
Buzzing…
At this time, the powerful aura slowly rose up under the control of Elder Ling.
"The hand of God." In the distance, Old Ling's voice slowly came out, and then, a huge palm appeared in mid-air.
This palm, like the hand of God, has the aura of domination. There are nine fingers on one hand. Han Chen knows that this is the Nine-Five Supreme, representing the sky.
boom……
This hand of God blasted away at a small hill not far away. Then, under this seemingly ordinary blow, the small hill was shattered into pieces, turned into powder, and scattered in the wind.
"Hiss" took a deep breath, and Han Chen also had a look of disbelief on his face.
"Haha, little guy, how are you?" A sound of breaking wind came out in the distance, and Elder Ling's figure appeared in front of Han Chen.
"Teacher, this hand of God is simply too terrifying." Han Chen smacked his lips with lingering fear, and the smile on Han Chen's face was also a little weird.
"Alright, little guy, for the next period of time, we master and disciple will practice here." After speaking lightly, Mr. Ling also roared and flew into a cave not far away,
And this is their temporary habitat.
"That's what I meant" he shrugged, and Han Chen also began to practice the Hand of God.
This practice took a full two months, and in these two months, Han Chen's progress was not small. First of all, he was able to thoroughly practice the secret art of dragon phase.
Success, and the Hand of God, he has also thoroughly practiced it to great perfection. However, Han Chen is not very good at the pupil technique. However, even so, he has also practiced the Ten Thousand Spirit Eyes to a small degree.
"Oh, I don't know what level of cultivation that Xu Tianyang has reached now." Han Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking of the agreement he made with Xu Tianyang that day, and thought of that day, that Xu Tianyang's disregard and indifference.
"I wonder what Xu Tianyang's expression will be when he sees me again!" Han Chen exhaled lightly, and Han Chen suddenly felt elated.
"There are still three months to go, Xu Tianyang, I really hope that you can improve your strength a lot." Han Chen smiled lightly and was also ready to start training.
However, at this moment, Mr. Ling's figure also appeared next to Han Chen, with a strange expression on his face.
"Teacher, what's going on?" Seeing Mr. Ling looking like this, Han Chen also asked.
"Except for some things in the Soul Master Alliance, I have to go back now." Elder Ling also said with a slight frown on his brows.
"In that case, teacher, I will accompany you." Han Chen pondered for a moment and then said.
"No, this time, we are planning a big thing, but we can't tell you about it yet." Old Ling said quietly.
Seeing Mr. Ling looking like this, Han Chen finally nodded lightly.
"Okay, little guy, you go back to Shengmeng College first. If there is any news, I will inform you through the Qilin Ring." As he spoke, Ling Lao turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the mountain peak.
"Huh, I wonder what big thing the teacher is planning?" There was something strange on his face, and Han Chen whistled, and then, the golden-winged eagle appeared above his head.
"Ignore that, I will know it later. I'd better return to Saint Meng College first." With a slight jump, Han Chen appeared behind the golden-winged eagle, and patted the eagle's back.
Then it’s time to fly to St. John’s College.
Of course, last time, he killed Ye Juntian, the lord of the Beacon City, and thus indirectly offended the Neo Empire. Therefore, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, he decided to return directly to the Holy Land.
In Meng College, however, with the improvement of strength, Han Chen also knew something. This Saint Meng College was founded by a master of the Saint Meng Empire thousands of years ago. As for why it was named Saint Meng Empire, Han Chen
I don’t know much about it, but Han Chen vaguely knew that the Neo Empire seemed to be a little afraid of the Saint Meng Academy.
"Hey, let's go back to the academy now. I want to go to the elders first to show that I have been promoted to the level of the Holy Son." With this idea, Han Chen also traveled day and night, and in less than ten days,
That’s when I returned to Saint Meng College.
As soon as he returned to Shengmeng College, Han Chen quickly found Zi Ling. Han Chen missed this little girl very much.
"Brother Han Chen, what are you talking about? Have you been promoted to the ninth level of soul gathering?" His face was a little surprised, but after hearing Han Chen's explanation, Zi Ling didn't find it strange at all.
"Haha, but next, I have to prepare to consolidate my strength." Han Chen looked at Zi Ling with a faint smile, "You girl, even with my current strength, I can't even see you.
Strength, can you tell me your true strength now?"
"Hehe, brother Han Chen, since you have now been promoted to the ninth level of soul gathering, let me tell you about my strength, but don't be surprised." Zi Ling covered her mouth and chuckled.
Shuiling eyes looked at Han Chen.
"Say it quickly." Han Chen rolled his eyes.
"My strength has been promoted to the second level of becoming a god." Zi Ling said with a mysterious smile.
"Oh, it's really embarrassing for me to forcefully improve my strength like this, but I still haven't surpassed you." Han Chen smiled helplessly, touched his nose, and looked at Zi Ling's delicate chest from time to time.
quite.
"Okay, Brother Han Chen, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's go to the elder group first and promote to the Holy Son." Being looked at directly by Han Chen, Zi Ling's face also turned a little red.
After slicing Han Chen with his eyes, his purple jade-like fingers flicked her forehead.
"Okay." He shrugged and looked away naturally. Then Han Chen took Zi Ling's little hand and walked towards the elder's courtyard.