"Don't cry. I'm fine. I encountered other creatures on my way back and went to kill them. Sorry to make you worry," Han Sen patted Wang Mengmeng who was crying in his arms and said with a smile.
"Brother Han, you scared me." Wang Mengmeng was still sobbing with tears in her eyes.
"Little fool, why do you have so little confidence in me?" Han Sen patted her little head.
"I have confidence, but you were gone for so long that I was worried," Wang Mengmeng said and returned the sacred-blood phantom ant to Han Sen.
"Well, let's go back first. I am exhausted after running around for so many days. I just want to go back and have a good sleep," Han Sen said with a smile after taking back the armor.
The group turned around and walked back. Huangfu Pingqing looked at Han Sen who was talking and laughing with Wang Mengmeng with a complicated expression.
"This person is a bit mysterious," Huangfu Pingqing murmured to herself.
Huangfu Pingqing murmured to herself. She curled her lips and looked at Han Sen with a meaningful smile, as if she had found something interesting.
Huangfu Pingqing thought she was one of the best in First God's Sanctuary. In the next Chosen's Contest, she was sure to be one of the top ten Chosen.
However, even she was not sure if she could survive the pursuit of the black-feathered beasts. However, Han Sen did it, which was definitely not a coincidence.
At least, Huangfu Pingqing still remembered the scene of Han Sen shooting an arrow and slaughtering people in the air like a ghost. It was so vivid that it left a deep impression on her.
"Mr. Han Sen, I have some beast souls to sell in Steel Armor Shelter, including two sacred-blood beast souls. If you are interested, you can come and have a look," Huangfu Pingqing invited Han Sen.
"Sacred-blood beast souls?
Is it because of the type? "Han Sen asked.
"It is not convenient to reveal before the auction. But since you asked, I can tell you that there is a flying beast and a weapon beast," Huangfu Pingqing replied with a smile.
"Alright, I'll definitely go."
Han Sen had been longing for a sacred-blood weapon for a long time. If he could have a sacred-blood beast soul weapon, he would be able to kill more sacred-blood creatures, which would greatly increase his leveling speed.
If he had a sacred-blood weapon, the sacred-blood black-feathered beast king would be dead for sure.
After returning to school, Han Sen still needed to recuperate from the burns on his body. However, he was able to attend classes with a peace of mind and listen to a lot of theory classes.
Today, Han Sen was attending a hyper geno art theory class. As he listened, Han Sen played with a palm-sized alloy butterfly dart.
This dart was custom-made from the blacksmith who sold Z-steel weapons. Its size and weight were based on ghost butterfly dart. The blacksmith's craftsmanship was indeed impressive. It was almost identical to a real ghost butterfly dart and felt similar to a real one. However, it was not as powerful as a real one.
Han Sen had ordered ten butterfly darts, and he was only going to use them for practice. He didn't want to use the one-use Ghost Flame Butterfly Darts for fun. He didn't want to destroy one of the darts, and before he could do anything with it, all the darts would be destroyed.
Han Sen had the basics of Sleeve-Blade and learned a lot of hidden weapon skills from the school. He didn't need anyone to teach him how to use the butterfly dart.
Listening to the class, the butterfly dart in his hand moved as if it was alive. Now, Han Sen never let the dart leave his hand, mainly to get familiar with the feel of the dart. Only when he was familiar with the feel of the dart could he hit where he wanted to.
"Han Sen, can I talk to you about something?"
After class, a few students ran up to Han Sen. One of them, who was quite cheerful, said to Han Sen.
"What?" Han Sen was a little surprised. He didn't seem to have any interactions with these students.
"Han Sen, we are from Martial Arts Society. My name is Xu Qian, and they are … We have signed up for a black and white boxing competition on the Skynet. This is a team competition. We already have four people, and now we need one more. Can you join us?" After the student finished, the four of them looked at Han Sen expectantly.
"There are many students in school who know black and white boxing. Why do you want me to join?" Han Sen asked curiously.
"Here's the thing, if it's just a normal game, we can take responsibility for our loss. But this game is different. Our first opponent is St. Germain. No matter what, we can't lose this time. That's why we want to ask you to help us. We don't want to lose this game." The student said excitedly.
Seeing Han Sen's blank face, the students knew that Han Sen did not know about the grudge between them and St. Germain, so they started to explain.
Soon Han Sen understood why. St. Germain and Blackhawk were rivals in martial arts competitions.
For three years in a row, Blackhawk had stopped in the top 16 of the Ancient Martial Arts League because they were defeated by St. Germain. It was a blood feud between the two of them.
Therefore, although this was only a black and white boxing match, Xu Qian did not want to lose to St. Germain. That was why they asked Han Sen for help.
After explaining the reason, they all looked at Han Sen nervously. Although they knew that Han Sen was very good at black and white boxing, he was not a member of the Martial Arts League.
After all, Han Sen was not a member of the Martial Arts Department, nor was he a member of the Martial Arts Society. He had no obligation to participate with them.
Han Sen looked at Xu Qian's expectant eyes and said, "When is the game?
Give me an exact time. As long as it does not conflict with my schedule, I can play with you. "
Xu Qian and the others were overjoyed. "It's on the weekend. I wonder if there's any conflict with your schedule?
The other matches don't matter. Only the match against St. Germain will be held on October 6th. As long as you can help us, Almighty, you have to submit your name now. You can only participate in the match when the time comes. "
"No problem. If there are no accidents, I should be able to participate in this game."
Han Sen smiled and said, "Also, don't call me master. That is not a comprehensive summary of my strengths. Just call me by my name."
"Okay, we will call you by your name from now on. Here is a form. You have to fill it out, and we will put your name on the list." Xu Qian excitedly handed a form to Han Sen.
"By the way, master … Han Sen … Skynet matches use registered IDs. You have to think of an ID. We can help you register," Liu Yuhu added.
"Okay." Han Sen thought about it and filled in his information and ID on the form.
"Black Fist Emperor!"
Xu Qian and the others looked at the ID that Han Sen filled in and were stunned. They did not expect that Han Sen would use such an ID.
"Is this ID okay?
It won't be a duplicate, right? "Han Sen looked at Xu Qian and asked. He was afraid that there would be a duplicate ID.
"No, no, we register as a school, and we have to put the prefix of the school. Even if the ID is a duplicate, there is no problem," Xu Qian and the others said quickly.
But they still whispered in their hearts, "Even if there is no prefix, no one will use such an arrogant ID. It won't be a duplicate."
But Xu Qian and the others did not say anything. If someone else used such an ID, they might persuade him to change it. But the person who used this ID was Han Sen, so they did not think there was anything wrong.