"You guard the front left, and I will guard the back left." Han Fan said and squatted down back to back with Sima Yan.

"Are they all from the left?" Sima Yan raised his hand and gestured. He realized that Han Fan was back to back with him.

The wolves quickly surrounded the giant tree, and demon wolves kept rushing up, and were knocked down by the magic balls of the two.

A thick layer of dark clouds accumulated on the horizon, and the dark clouds covered the moon. The last trace of light in the forest was also stripped away, leaving only countless vertical green pupils in sight.

Outside Queshan, the light curtain is still there, and the gentlemen also maintain the previous posture, looking at the light curtain motionlessly. At their level, they often go into seclusion for a year or two, and standing there for seven days is a common occurrence for them.

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"Mr. Guan, do you think these two little guys can survive this?" an elder asked.

Although the title of elder is higher than that of Mr. Guan, everyone in Zhulu Academy respects him, not because of Mr. Guan's cultivation, but because of his personality and dedication to the sect.

"These two children have quite good character. I think they can do things that ordinary people can't do." Mr. Guan said thoughtfully.

"What did Mr. Wang say?" the elder asked again.

"Everyone knows that Han Fan practices Jun Yu Jue, one of our courtyard's magic arts, and he has the best talent. He has already cultivated six magic balls. Sima Yan is also not bad, and his cultivation level is already

Theoretically, it can be dealt with at the pinnacle of a realm." Mr. Wang analyzed objectively.

The elder could only smile bitterly. Theory is theory, and actual combat is actual combat. There is a big gap between the two.

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"Sima, the focus is on repelling, not killing." Han Fan shouted, and the magic ball in his hand continued to condense and shoot out.

"Understood." Sima Yan responded.

Thunder sounded from the horizon, followed by lightning, and for a moment it was as bright as day. Han Fen saw densely packed demon wolves rushing up under the giant tree. Sima Yan also saw the same scene.

"Han Fan, do you think we will die here today?"

In fact, Han Fan also had the urge to give up, but he knew that once he gave up, it would really be over.

"I remember a saying that is popular in my hometown." Han Fan said.

"you say."

"Even if there are thousands of troops, I will go!" Han Fen shouted at the top of his lungs.

Sima Yan only felt a rush of hot blood rushing to the Tianling Cap, and his scalp felt numb.

"Okay!" Sima Yan also aroused boundless fighting spirit.

Accompanied by lightning and thunder, torrential rain poured down.

The rain wet their clothes, but it could not dampen their high fighting spirit.

The rain kept falling, and Han Fen kept repeating the action of condensing the magic ball and then shooting it. It was not known whether it was the tens or hundreds of demon wolves that were blasted down.

Han Fan was already a little confused. A demonic wolf took advantage of Han Fan's distraction and scratched his clothes, leaving four deep wounds on his shoulders. Han Fen fought back in time, and the severe sting woke him up instantly.

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After an unknown period of time, the rain stopped, the wolves' attack gradually weakened, and the dark clouds poured out the heavy rain, and dispersed with satisfaction.

The moonlight fell again, illuminating the scarred demon wolf on the ground, Han Fen's left arm stained red with blood, and Sima Yan's crumbling body.

Although the rainstorm has passed, Han Fan's anger has not dissipated. The constant stinging pain in his shoulders made his eyes scarlet red. Looking at the intact demon wolf below, Han Fan's voice became hoarse:

"I'm going!" I don't know whether it was because of his anger or his unwillingness to back down in the face of life and death danger. Han Fen took out the sideburns from his waist and jumped down from the tree.

"Han Fan!" Sima Yan shouted.

Han Fen fell into a wonderful state. He was agile and his dark yellow sideburns drew mysterious trajectories in the night sky. They accurately penetrated the demon wolf's ears into the brain and struck a fatal blow.

With no place to stand under his feet, Han Fen stepped on the body of the demon wolf, sideways dodged the demon wolf that flew towards him, and stabbed it in the back of the head with his backhand.

When his manpower was finally exhausted, Han Fan fell straight down after killing a demon wolf. Seeing this, Sima Yan hurriedly jumped down from the tree, rushed over and knocked down a demon wolf that wanted to attack Han Fan from behind.

Sima Yan condensed the fire-attribute magic ball and pressed it into the mouth of the demon wolf with his bare hands without caring about any moves.

"You can rest when you're tired. I'll be here to guard you for the rest of the night!" Sima Yan stood beside Han Fan, with the magic ball in his hand shining brightly.

Almost seventy-eight out of ten demon wolves had been killed by Han Fan. After Sima Yan killed about twenty of them, there was no one left alive around him.

Sima Yan staggered and sat in the pile of corpses, with Han Fan lying on the side. He bandaged the wound on Han Fan's shoulder, checked Han Fan's pulse, and made sure that Han Fan was just in a coma, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wolf corpses piled up in the open space, blood soaked the ground, and the rich smell of blood filled the air for a long time. Within a radius of one mile, no strange beast dared to approach.

"Although there are thousands of troops, I am going with great momentum!" Outside Queshan, even the always harsh Mr. Wang was moved to praise, and other gentlemen and elders could not recover for a long time.

"Han Fan's future is limitless. Sima Yan is close to Han Fan, and the future is also promising!" After a while, the elder spoke.

In the early morning, the dazzling sunlight woke Han Fan up from his deep sleep. Han Fan opened his eyes in a daze. He looked sideways and saw Sima Yan shaking his head and sitting next to him, trying hard not to fall asleep completely.

Han Fen recalled what happened at night, and he smiled happily. Only in this era can we experience the sense of crisis at the moment of life and death, and can we make friends who can trust each other without any worries.

"Stop sleeping and let's go." Han Fen patted Sima Yan on the shoulder.

"Ah, you're awake." Sima Yan came back from the endless chaos.

"Let's go, find a place to rest first, I'm sorry you can sleep." Han Fan handed over his hand, and Sima Yan grabbed Han Fan's hand and stood up.

The two of them couldn't help but laugh when they looked at each other's blood-stained clothes and embarrassment.

"I think we should count how many demon wolves we have killed in total." Sima Yan suggested.

"Shouldn't you find a place to rest first?" Han Fan looked surprised.

"It's not too late to take a rest after counting." Sima Yan refused.

Finally, the two found a small stream, took turns keeping watch, and took a pleasant bath. There was a relatively secret cave not far from the stream. After checking that there was no danger, they used it as their temporary base.

It is worth mentioning that Sima Yan spent a quarter of an hour counting the number of demon wolves, a total of 125. After hearing this number, Han Fan couldn't help but take a breath. What exactly happened last night?

Sima Yan slept in the cave for a whole day, and Han Fan sat at the door of the cave practicing Jun Yu Jue. It was not until evening that the two of them went out to catch a strange beast to fill their stomachs.

The next few days were relatively peaceful, and there were no more attacks by groups of strange beasts. Han Fen's mastery of magic balls and spiritual power improved to a new level:

He can already figure out how much spiritual power he should condense into a magic ball, just enough to kill a strange beast.

The two of them have been exploring every corner of Queshan, and on the last day they encountered a first-level high-level fire-patterned tiger. This was the first high-level first-level alien beast that the two had encountered in so many days.

The two got along with each other for a few days and developed a tacit understanding. They thought it would be a tough battle, but unexpectedly the battle ended in three minutes.

As the sun sets, flocks of birds rush toward the last rays of light. As the last ray of sunlight dissipates, the trial comes to an end.

Han Fen and Sima Yan appeared side by side at the edge of Queshan Forest. Han Fen looked around and saw that besides them, there were eight people who had passed the test.

Sima Yan regained his aloofness after seeing outsiders again, but his disheveled hair and ragged clothes were really unflattering.

"The trial is over, congratulations." The formation restrictions on the edge opened, and Mr. Guan walked in with a smile.

I don't know which disciple was quietly following him, but a demonic wolf suddenly came out of the forest and pounced on all the disciples.

Han Fan and Sima Yan quickly turned sideways, with magic balls already condensing in their hands.

As soon as Mr. Guan waved his hand, the demon wolf seemed to have hit a transparent wall, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not move forward one step further.
Chapter completed!