When Hanfeng returned to the start, Hanfeng's uneasiness was quickly confirmed. Ryan lost to Del, and lost miserably, as if he was revenge for Ryan's revenge on the sword he pulled out in his hand.

Ryan's left hand was pierced, and four special short swords were inserted, each of which was accurately passed through Ryan's bones. All kinds of other wounds were covered with various types of wounds, but fortunately they were not serious. Strangely, Ryan always gritted his teeth and kept sweating.

"He added pain techniques to the sword." Ryan squeezed out these words from his teeth, and kept flowing down from Ryan's body.

Han Feng then saw clearly that these four special short swords were not simple. The short swords were shining with magic light, with uneven serrated serrations on both sides, one side was an upward serration and the other side was a downward serration. No matter how you pull it, one side of the tooth will pull your flesh, causing huge pain.

Ryan was the only person Han Feng had a heart-to-heart relationship. When Han Feng saw Ryan's miserable situation, he was about to get angry immediately. The two daggers were shocked and turned around to strike back at Del. "Puff!" The dagger was grabbed in one hand by Lao Zheng, and the blood in Lao Zheng's palm slowly dripped.

"Someone has already taken magic nerve paralysis medicine, wait, don't worry." Lao Zheng said coldly. Due to the double trauma of pain and physical trauma, ordinary paralysis medicine cannot relieve pain, so the dagger in Ryan's hand has not been taken out until now. As Lao Zheng said, the magic nerve paralysis medicine will soon arrive.

"I'll do it myself!" Ryan grabbed the potion with his right hand, and regardless of the obstacles of everyone, he fell on the wound on his left hand. He didn't look at the wound, but just stared at Del, slowly pulled out all four short swords from his hand one by one, and put the four short swords into his arms one by one.

A mage came up to perform the recovery technique immediately. The wounds after performing the recovery technique will not leave scars. Strangely, the scar that should have disappeared remained in Ryan's hands.

"Haha, I remember." Ryan smiled, shook the scar on his left hand, as if responding to what Del said to Ryan that day.

Today's battle came to an end, and the battle between Shira and Urachi ended with Urachi's failure. The water mage successfully became the first person to defeat Vimesh's defense and also won.

Talia seemed to be the nemesis of the archer and won a game.

On the first day, only Sheila and Hanfeng won three victories, Del, Talia and the water mage won two wins and one lost, Urachi won one lost one draw, Ryan won one defeated two defeats, Vimesh lost two defeats, and Archers and Arnold were all defeated.

"Why did you think of starting carving today?" After Han Feng came back, he picked up the semi-finished wood carving that had not been carved for several days and started carving.

"I want to exercise my control of strength." Han Feng carefully controlled the strength and carefully carved it according to the standards that Old Man Mu had written to him.

"Haha, it's very good. Work hard and I'll shape you in a few days." Old Man Mu also fiddled with the wood carving in his hand and said casually.

"Ah, I won't forget even if Grandpa Mu doesn't say it. Indeed, my cyclone has become very crowded since the ice magic breaks through." Han Feng suddenly remembered.

"Your progress has even exceeded my imagination. I originally thought that your current strength would be about three to five months later, but I didn't expect it to be much ahead of schedule. But it would not be so simple to improve your strength in the future. I think you should have felt it." Han Feng's progress speed also exceeded Mr. Mu's expectations.

"Yes, after entering Level 4, you will know that every level upwards will require a lot of accumulation. If level 3 upgrades to Level 4 and level 4 and level 5, it will fill the lake, and the level behind will definitely be more difficult to increase." Han Feng sighed sincerely.

"It's good that you know. The road you are going to take is still a long time. I don't want you to be complacent with your current strength." Old Man Mu nodded.

"Yeah." Han Feng never felt that he was very strong now. Arnold's talent for fighting spirit and martial arts, Vimesh's dual personality strength, and Sheila's already level five fighting spirit and experience are all mountains that he cannot cross.

"Okay, the old rules. Let's start." Latin stepped down after he finished speaking. The first cold wind on the next day was lucky to be with Ryan, Del vs. Urachi, Sheila vs. Archer vs. Talia, and Arnold vs. Vimesh.

This time the venue is still in the jungle.

"Hohaha, I can finally compete with you. I have been studying for so long, but I haven't competed with you. I can't let go of cold wind, so don't relax." Ryan stood on the branch of a tree, carrying an arrow pouch on his back, holding a trunk with his hands, laughing, and then disappeared into the woods after a few jumps.

"I was worried that you wouldn't stand the blow yesterday. It seems that you have recovered well. My traps and tricks are very powerful, so you should be careful." Han Feng said to Ryan's back, and the figure flashed and disappeared.

Ryan stood on the top of the tree, holding a bow in one hand and holding an arrow in the other, and quietly listening to the sounds in the woods with his eyes closed. After the cold wind was used to make it natural, he quietly arranged a trap and accidentally stepped on a dead branch.

With a slight "bang" sound, Ryan's ear moved, the corner of his mouth curled, and an arrow shot out. The cold wind flashed forward, and the sharp arrow hit Hanfeng's back and shot into the soil. Another arrow followed closely behind. The cold wind flashed again, dodging the arrow.

But a faster arrow broke through the air. It was too late for Han Feng to dodge. With a "listening", Han Feng waved his dagger to knock down the arrow with wind-type magic. The arrow kept shooting towards Han Feng like rain. Han Feng gritted his teeth and kept swinging the dagger and shooting down the arrow branches that were shot at him.

Ryan seemed to find that ordinary arrow branches could not affect the cold wind. Various primary skills were constantly released, and several wind-type magic arrows were mixed with. Hanfeng dodged and moved quickly, constantly approaching Ryan's position. Ryan also discovered the purpose of Hanfeng and kept moving the location.

With a "bang!", Ryan stepped on the first trap set by Han Feng. Ryan was surprised. He obviously didn't notice Han Feng had come here.

But before he could finish his surprise, more traps were triggered immediately. Countless sharp arrows and wooden stakes surrounded Ryan from all directions. Ryan instantly felt a cold sweat, which was too much.

Ryan could only rush toward the weakest direction of the trap. After Ryan was hit several times, Ryan successfully broke through the trap's encirclement and had not had time to be happy.

"Bang bang bang!" Another series of explosions came, and Ryan rushed out of the smoke in a dirt. Two daggers with green light marks were greeted. Ryan was shocked and immediately rolled on the spot, dodged away, quickly pulled out his close-fitting dagger, ready to stalemate with Han Feng.

"Damn!" Ryan was shocked. The cold wind was not merciless at all. Two green light marks had surrounded Ryan. "Green light raid!" "Cross Judgment!"

As the dazzling cross-green light fell rapidly, Ryan quickly pulled out a golden arrow branch, holding his bow to the sky, and all the fighting spirit in his body was concentrated on the golden arrow branch, shouting loudly, "Golden Arrow!" The collision of the two fighting spirit skills produced a violent airflow.

Ryan's legs shone with a blue light, and his body was like a wind. Not long after Ryan left, the light of the green cross marks shot at the place where Ryan was originally standing, and a deep pit was blown out. Ryan patted the "Pu" and jumped straight, and said intimidly, "It's good that he ran fast."

Not far away, there was another loud "bang!" sound. Ryan stepped on the bomb this time and flew out in an instant. Fortunately, he was blown away and avoided the subsequent trap. When Ryan landed on the ground, he took advantage of the situation and got out and got out for a long time.

With a "bang", a huge wooden cage bounced up from the ground and covered Ryan. Ryan was about to go up and cut off the wooden sticks, but the wooden sticks on the cage began to grow vines continuously. They tied Ryan to a solid one at once, and dozens of iron thorns pierced into the cage from various angles, jamming all the spaces in Ryan's movements.

There was a mouse standing on the head of a wolf in the distance, smiling "squeakingly". Little did I remember who was the first to be trapped to death by this trap.

Han Feng hummed a little tune in his mouth, turned the dagger in his hand, walked slowly to Ryan, and looked at Ryan jokingly.

"Do you want to be so cruel? You won't show mercy? I'm still showing mercy to you." Ryan showed a face from the rattan and shouted loudly.

"Is that so? I didn't notice it? Your arrows are all very accurate." Han Feng turned his dagger and smiled and revealed Ryan's lie.

"Uh, I surrender, let me out quickly." As soon as Ryan was exposed, he immediately changed the subject.

"Hehe!" When Han Feng heard Ryan surrender, his dagger returned to the sheath, turned around and left without stopping.

"Help!!!" A long cry for help came from the jungle, no one cared about it.
Chapter completed!