Chapter 11

The moonlight is long. The breeze was blowing and the insects were chirping.

At the back of the Han family mountain, under the night, a figure swayed and swam away with the wind.

On that grass, 36 footprints were deeply printed in the moonlight, which was clearly visible.

These footprints seem upset. If you look carefully, you can see that these messy footsteps have an elusive law.

That figure, constantly wandering, but every step is stepping on these footprints. It's not bad. It's floating like a breeze.

Finally, after walking completely again, the boy stopped and stood in place with a slight gasp.

"Well, yes, a lot more skilled!" the boy stopped, and a voice of appreciation came around him.

"It's still a lot to go!" he bowed his head and said with a sigh.

Ghost step is worthy of being the martial skill footwork of the middle level of the Xuan level. It is broad and profound. The seemingly simple 36 steps contain countless profound meanings, which are changeable and difficult to understand.

From the day when he got the ghost step, Wang Chen began to practice. Until today, half a month has passed, he can only master some fur.

The simple thirty-six steps give people a complex and intolerable feeling.

The control and transformation of the body's center of gravity, the flexible steps under your feet and the mastery of rhythm are all the key. This is because Ling Zhan has been guiding for a long time. Otherwise, you must still be unable to practice by yourself.

"Take your time, this kind of thing is not urgent! Practice makes perfect. If you practice more and use more, you will be proficient!" Ling Zhan said with emotion when he saw Wang Chen's appearance.

This teenager has too high requirements for himself. Sometimes, this is an advantage that can promote his continuous progress, but sometimes it is also a fatal disadvantage!

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. It's easy to hit your self-confidence and passion, which is counterproductive.

"Now close to Xiaocheng, it can play a great role in the battle. You don't have to worry. There should be no problem dealing with those guys!" then Ling Zhan continued to comfort.

"Those people?" thinking of Han Yu, Lin Qun and those people who laugh at and satirize themselves on weekdays, Wang Chen clenched his fist and flashed a cold light in his eyes: "they will know soon."

"Yes, that's it. My disciples of Ling Zhan are worse than them? Just a group of idiots. Teach them a lesson!" after getting along with them for a while, Ling Zhan has seen and understood more and more. Ling Zhan knows more and more about Wang Chen's situation. Naturally, he knows who those people are.

After a rest, Wang Chen practiced his footwork again. Then he walked down the mountain and returned to Han's house.

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In the early morning, the sun just rose from the horizon, showing a faint blush. In the remote yard of the Han family, Wang Chen had already started his cultivation.

This courtyard is slightly shabby. Compared with the Han family courtyard, it looks out of place. This is another courtyard shelved by the Han family. Under the reflection of the rising sun, the small yard was stained with a light red halo, with green bricks and black tiles, which reflected the ancient and simple atmosphere. Wang Chen and his aunt live here.

At this time, in the courtyard, lotus blossoms step by step, shaking like a phantom and erratic. The speed is orderly, which makes people unable to figure out.

When he finally stood still, a faint smile appeared on his face, wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked towards the room.

Today is the day for Han family to sign up. Wang Chen will not miss it.

"Xiaochen, it's time to eat!" the familiar voice outside the door made Wang Chen flash a warm look in his eyes.

She was her aunt. She married into the Han family a few years ago. After the collapse of the Wang family, she resisted the criticism and opposition of the Han family and received herself into the Han family life.

"Coming!" answered Wang Chen. After washing, Wang Chen quickly walked towards the opposite hall.

A table, a few chairs, and an old picture scroll, without redundant decoration, but also appear appropriate and warm. Before the dinner table, there is a beautiful young woman in her thirties!

"What are you doing these days? You can't see anyone!" the young woman asked with a soft smile when she saw Wang Chen coming in.

"Practice, practice these days!" Wang Chen found an interface and prevaricated.

Looking at the silk scarf on the young woman's face, I felt a faint pain in my heart! This person is her aunt --- Wang Lin. if you look at her figure, she is definitely one of the best and can be called a peerless. But when the disaster of the collapse of the Wang family came, in order to escape with himself and his brother, the ferocious scar was added to her aunt's face, which tarnished her original moving face.

These years, Wang Chen has suffered, but he knows more about his aunt's suffering? The unspeakable pain is the pain.

"Xiao Chen... Do you really want to participate in the race?" stopped his chopsticks and looked at Wang Chen. The young woman asked anxiously.

Although Wang Chen kept the news from her, Tang Ming told himself when he came here to find Wang Chen a few days ago. It's inevitable that he was worried.

She knows everything about the college. Wang Chen can't condense Zhenyuan. She knows his strength and knows that such a race is more fierce and cruel, so she will be more worried.

She knows Wang Chen's character. For many years, he can't forget the collapse of the family. He has borne too much pressure like himself. In addition, he can't condense Zhenyuan now. He has borne too much pressure alone and didn't tell himself. Isn't he afraid of worrying about him? But the more so, the more worried he is.

"Well, someone came to watch the war in Donglin mountain. This is an opportunity!" it's not surprising that my aunt will know about it. Wang Chen said firmly.

"But you... Can't condense the real yuan?" Wang Lin worried. Can you make up for everything by relying on this period of hard training? It's not that simple.

"Don't worry, aunt, I won't force it. This is an opportunity. I always have to try. It can't condense Zhenyuan. It can't be forever. I won't let you down this time!"

Know what your aunt is worried about, Wang Chen comforted.

"You... Hey... Forget it, be careful yourself. Don't force yourself. If you can't, give up and leave the green mountain without worrying about firewood!" seeing Wang Chen's stubborn appearance and understanding of him, Wang Lin knows that it's useless to say anything, so she can only give some instructions.

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After breakfast, seeing that the time was almost the same, Wang Chen walked towards the Han family's martial arts arena.

When they came to the martial arts arena, most of the later generation of the Han family gathered here. There were dozens of people. It was a big event to sign up for the race. Moreover, some people in Donglin mountain came to watch the war. Naturally, they would not miss such an opportunity.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen began to walk towards the martial arts arena, feeling the eager atmosphere. His eyes were filled with a hot emotion. After nearly two years of patience, he should break out.

Wang Chen's appearance soon attracted everyone's attention, but there was a trace of ridicule and confusion in his eyes. I don't know what he came here for?

Is it registration? At the thought of this side, people will inevitably show a self mocking smile. It must not be.

The registration requirements of clan ratio are very simple. The fifth step of refining body is the threshold, but Wang Chen can't even condense the real yuan force now! Such people also want to sign up?

For the eyes of those around, Wang Chen just glanced lightly, didn't pay more attention, and went straight to the registration office in the front.

"Oh, isn't this Wang Chen? Why? I can't wait for two months. I'll come to me today?" just before I came to the registration point, the sarcastic voice came again! Looking up and looking at the man coming, Wang Chen's eyes were cold.