Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

"It's over." Everyone watched as the dust on the stage dispersed, leaving behind only a calm figure.    

    

That figure stood there calmly, but it gave people the feeling of looking up to him. That person was the new number one person in the Han family's younger generation.    

    

Han Feng.    

    

Everyone still remembered that at the beginning of the competition, almost no one put Han Feng in their eyes. Even though he had defeated Han Lei, no one thought that he had the ability to challenge the three great geniuses. But very quickly, he broke through and crushed Han Shenghu.    

    

In the end, he made it into the top five and competed with Han Xiu. The incomparably arrogant Han Xiu controlled the power of wind and sword. It was difficult for him to meet an opponent in the same cultivation realm. In the end, he was still defeated by Han Feng.    

    

The Han Feng's Sword was a killing sword, the Devil Dao Sword, and it contained the terrifying will of the Sword Dao.    

    

Everyone thought that Han Feng's Arrow Dao Will was very strong, but they never thought that Han Feng's Sword Dao Will would be even stronger. Elder Han Xuan knew that it was the will of a warrior who had broken through to the Level Two.    

    

Under the enhancement of the Level Two's will, the power of Han Feng's sword was enlarged by dozens of times!    

    

At this moment, Han Xiu had already fallen off the stage and was in a coma. Han Feng didn't want his life. This was the Han family competition, and no one was allowed to kill him.    

    

"Will, what kind of power is this?" Han Pojun sighed in his heart. He could see that it wasn't impossible for Han Feng to kill a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven warrior at this moment.    

    

"This kid must be killed." Han Gong looked at the few elders around him and signaled them with his eyes. His intention to kill had been aroused. If he didn't act now, he was afraid that he would miss this opportunity.    

    

Such a figure would grow to an unimaginable extent in a year and a half.    

    

Han Feng stood on the fighting stage and felt emotional. If the Devil Sword hadn't entered his body and the mysterious system had given him spiritual power, he would still be an ant, an existence that had been humiliated.    

    

"Why didn't I realize before that Han Feng was so handsome?"    

    

"What, elder sister's heart has moved?" In the audience stands, there were two sisters who were discussing as though no one else was present, causing the surrounding people to be speechless.    

    

"Could it be that you aren't moved?"    

    

These discussions were clearly transmitted into Han Feng's ears. He was very clear that it wasn't that he was really handsome to a certain level, but that he had strength and strength that people looked up to.    

    

However, he wasn't arrogant and complacent. The current him... He couldn't even be considered a top expert even in the Hongqiao Town, let alone in the Tianfeng City. The strength that Jiuqing displayed that day had made him yearn for it. He believed that one day, he would reach such a height as well.    

    

Furthermore, his mother's seal had yet to be undone, and his father's whereabouts were unknown. He still had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.    

    

"You brat, you really are strong. I won't feel wronged if I lose to you." Han Lei slowly walked onto the stage and patted Han Feng's shoulder as he spoke in a forthright manner.    

    

Han Feng also smiled. This Han Lei had a forthright personality and treated others sincerely. He was willing to befriend him.    

    

"Of course, my Mr Han Feng is the best." Siling had a strong smile on his face, as if she was the one who took the first place.    

    

"Little girl is bragging for me again." Hearing this, Han Feng felt a little embarrassed.    

    

"Alright." A dignified voice was heard. It was the patriarch, Han Pojun, who had spoken personally. Elder Han Xuan had unknowingly stood beside Han Pojun. A bright light flashed across his eyes as he looked at them with a smile.    

    

"Patriarch." Everyone bowed respectfully to Han Pojun.    

    

"I am very satisfied with this competition. Five Spiritual Martial Stage Level Six youths, including Han Lei, six people. All of them are worthy of the name of a genius. From now on... There won't be only ten geniuses in the Hongqiao Town, but the number of geniuses in the Han family... It's enough to match the sum of the other two."    

    

Many of the young disciples revealed joyful expressions when they heard Han Pojun's words. Although they weren't standing on the shining stage, they were still proud of their family.    

    

Everyone knew that although the number of geniuses in front of them wasn't enough, ten years later, the number of Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors in Han family would far surpass the other two families, and they would become the overlords of Hongqiao Town.    

    

They were about to witness the rise of the Han family with their own eyes.    

    

"Therefore, I will reward the five of you." Han Pojun revealed a satisfied smile, "Han Xiu, Han Siling, Han Shenghu and Han Meier. All four of you will be rewarded with an Ordinary Weapon."    

    

Everyone inhaled a breath of cold air when they heard this. There were only a few Ordinary Weapons in the entire Hongqiao Town. The reason Han Pojun bestowed the Ordinary Weapon to them this time was clearly to allow these geniuses to possess greater strength.    

    

This world was like this. Powerful people would become stronger and stronger, while the fate of the weak would only become more miserable.    

    

"Han Lei, the family has bestowed you with the highest quality Heart Clearing Liquid. Your cultivation should try your best to break through to the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Six within a month."    

    

Upon hearing Han Pojun's reward, Han Lei's heart was filled with excitement. The number of Heart Clearing Liquids was limited, and it wasn't easy to obtain them. If he had the Heart Clearing Liquid, he believed that he would definitely be able to meet Han Pojun's expectations.    

    

"Lastly, Han Feng, other than the Ordinary Weapon, you can choose one of the family's Mortal High Grade Martial Skill."    

    

If one were to say that it was the most calming, then it was obviously the Mortal High Grade Martial Skill.    

    

This kind of martial skill was only qualified to be cultivated by the Patriarchs and Grand Elders of the three great families. It was a top martial skill.    

    

Even in the Tianfeng City, the High Mortal Rank was not a weak existence.    

    

"Thank you, Patriarch." Han Feng cupped his hands and bowed.    

    

"Now, my combat strength has reached 55 points, Agility and Defense have both reached 51 points. If I have the Mortal High Grade Martial Skill, my combat strength will increase by another level."    

    

Han Feng said in his heart. Although the Nine Killing Sword Technique was powerful and could even be compared to a High Mortal, there was still a gap between them. It was only with the enhancement of the Sword Dao's Will that it became more powerful.    

    

Generally speaking, the Mortal realm High Grade Martial Skill required a very deep cultivation and comprehension of the Martial Path, or an extremely high comprehension ability. It was able to understand the difficulties of the Martial Path.    

    

However, these were obviously difficult to deal with Han Feng. Han Feng was very confident in his own comprehension ability.    

    

At this moment, Han Feng received a mission notification from the system.    

    

"Level 1 mission. Host will be able to cultivate the Mortal High Grade Martial Skill Wind Shadow Spell within seven days. It will increase your Dexterity. At the same time, you will receive 50 Xuan points as a reward. Level 1 mission. Host will be able to cultivate the Mortal High Grade Martial Skill Wind Shadow Spell within seven days. You will be able to increase your Dexterity."    

    

Han Feng's heart skipped a beat. It was lucky that he could increase his Dexterity. The system also provided 50 Xuan Points to him. It was obvious that the Wind Shadow Spell was extraordinary. Han Feng believed that the system would not make such a big deal out of nothing. Since it had offered such a generous reward, there must be a deeper meaning behind it.    

    

He could feel that this Devil Sword had a spirit.    

    

"I wonder if this Wind Shadow Spell is one of the Mortal High Grade Martial Skill in Han family?" Han Feng had heard a little about the top martial skills of the Han family, but he had never heard of this Wind Shadow Spell.    

    

"This is your arrival, a Mortal rank weapon, Azure Astral Sword." Elder Han Xuan handed a sword over to Han Feng.    

    

Han Feng's eyes lit up. This sword was exactly what he wanted.    

    

Although Han Feng practiced sword and archery at the same time, what he liked the most was still the sword. The powerful Sword Cultivator killed countless people with a wave of its hand. Blood flowed like a river. Its explosive power and lethality were extremely terrifying.    

    

Just as it reached out its hand to touch the Azure Astral Sword, Han Feng felt a vast and mighty sword energy transmit into it. The azure sword radiance caused the Azure Astral Sword to be dazzling, and there were complicated and profound divine patterns engraved on the sword's body. It allowed this sword to possess an all-conquering strength.    

    

"Mid Mortal weapon, Azure Astral Sword." The system detected the existence of the Azure Astral Sword and prompted.    

    

"Middle grade Mortal weapon?" Han Feng was slightly surprised. It seemed like his family had really invested a lot in him. With such a weapon in hand, killing a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven warrior would be a piece of cake for him.    

    

Remembering the attitude that the family had shown him for more than ten years, and the importance that the family attached to him, Han Feng knew that this was because of his strength.    

    

"A Mid Spiritual Martial Stage kid using an Azure Astral Sword, isn't that a bit too extravagant?" An elder saw Han Gong's expression, and after thinking for a moment, he said.    

    

"If your grandson can reach the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Six at the age of fifteen, I think... Your family will also give your grandson such a reward. Remember, this is a reward, not a personal gift from me. " Han Pojun seemed to be explaining as if nothing had happened, but the coldness in the depths of his eyes still made Elder Ping's heart tremble violently.    

    

"Looks like this kid's life isn't easy to take." Han Jue's father, Han Dong, looked at the scene in front of him with a dark and gloomy expression.    

    

He could clearly sense a powerful Qi coming from Han Feng's body. Even if he were to face him personally, he wouldn't have the confidence to win.    

    

"Han Dong." Han Gong approached him and said in a low voice, "I have my own ways to deal with this kid. You don't have to worry about him."    

    

"Yes." Han Dong knew that what Han Gong said wasn't false. Both of them had a deep grudge with Han Feng, and it was said that Han Gong had already contacted the parents of those young men who had grudges with Han Feng. They wanted to join forces and kill Han Feng.    

    

"Han Feng, follow me." Han Pojun's eyes fell upon Han Feng, and he said in a flat tone.    

    

Han Feng looked at his big uncle and was stunned for a moment. He remembered that his mother had said that his father's appearance was 70% similar to his big uncle's.    

    

On his big uncle's face, there was a kind smile that he had never shown him before. This caused Han Feng's heart to tremble violently.    

    

Han Pojun, however, did not notice Han Feng's unusual behavior. Instead, he flicked his sleeve and left. Han Feng followed closely behind.    

    

"Has the family head passed down the Mortal-Grade High Grade Martial Skill to Han Feng?" Han Gong's expression was stiff and ugly. Even he didn't have the qualifications to obtain a martial skill of that level. But now, his enemy had obtained it.    

    

Han Xuan had a panoramic view of everything, but he only smiled faintly. It seemed like there were many people who were jealous of Han Feng. However, all of these were things that must be experienced on the path of the strong. If one wanted to be successful, one must have the confidence to face the challenges of the people from all the major powers who were jealous of ___.    

    

"Feng."    

    

Han Feng's body trembled slightly when he heard this friendly greeting.    

    

"In the past, it was I who did not take good care of you. I have let down your father. But you have to believe that I have my reasons. You have no talent, and you are not valued by the family. Only then can you avoid the gazes of those people." When Han Pojun said this, there was a hint of helplessness in his voice.    

    

"Those people?" Han Feng knew that these people were related to his father, but he didn't understand what kind of existence his father had offended back then.    

    

"Your mother didn't tell you all these years, right? When you leave this town one day, or even the Tianfeng City, you will be able to come into contact with such an existence."    

    

"Let's not talk about this. These four books are the Mortal High Grade Martial Skill of my Han family. You can choose from them."    

    

Han Feng nodded. He didn't think too much about it. If he wasn't strong enough, it would be useless even if he knew so much. He might as well increase his strength first. Besides, looking at his big uncle, his father shouldn't be in too much danger.    

    

"Heavenly Frost Fist, a High Mortal Realm Fist. The Heaven and Earth is a Fist. Frost covers the sky!"    

    

"Earth Subduing Demon Palm: High Mortal Realm, Using the power of the earth to suppress thousands of Demons!"    

    

"Dust Severing Sword Technique, High-grade Mortal Realm, it can cut through dust with a single thought."    

    

"Five Poison Divine Claw, High Mortal Rank, with the power of the Five Poison, it is extremely poisonous. Anyone who touches it will die."    

    

Looking at these martial skills, Han Feng's heart was filled with shock. A High-Ranked Mortal skill was indeed more powerful than a Mid Ranked Mortal skill. No wonder it was able to become the most powerful treasure of the Han family.    

    

"Do you like this Dust Severing Sword skill?" In Han Pojun's opinion, his nephew had a very high comprehension of sword techniques, so he should naturally choose this sword technique. If he could cultivate it to the Perfection Stage, he was afraid that there would be no one in Hongqiao Town who could match him!    

    

"Uncle, does our Han family have a martial skill called Wind Shadow Spell?"    

    

When he heard Han Feng's words, Han Pojun's facial expression changed.