Soon, Han Sen saw a young man in tattered clothes. His body was riddled with wounds, and he looked tired. He was approaching the pool.
"Friend, there are iron-teethed crocodiles in the pond," Han Sen came out of the grass and said to the young man from a distance.
He reminded the young man because he was afraid that the young man would disturb the iron-teethed crocodiles and make his bait useless. He was also being kind.
The young man looked very tired with so many wounds on his body. If he went to the pond for a drink and did not know that there were iron-teethed crocodiles in the water, he could be attacked and killed by the crocodiles that suddenly came out of the water.
When the young man saw Han Sen, he was dazed at first and then became ecstatic. He stared at Han Sen and asked coldly, "Where is this place? Which direction is Glory Shelter?"
"Glory Shelter?"
Han Sen was dazed and looked at the young man strangely, "This is the Tecris Mountains in the north of Steel Armor Shelter. I do not know where Glory Shelter is."
"Steel Armor Shelter?
I have come so far. Have I reached another shelter? "
The young man murmured to himself, looked up at Han Sen and said almost in a commanding tone, "Take me to the shelter."
Han Sen frowned slightly. The young man did not sound like he was asking for help at all. So he said calmly, "Go south from here. As long as you are not too slow, you can reach the shelter before dark. I have to hunt, so I will not accompany you."
When Han Sen was about to turn back to the grass, the young man suddenly moved and punched Han Sen in the back. Han Sen staggered and fell to the ground, hitting his head on a stone and bleeding a lot.
"What are you doing?" Han Sen stood up, covering the wound on his head and glared at the young man.
"You just need to obey me. Don't talk so much. Take me to the shelter," the young man looked at Han Sen coldly and said.
"F * ck you." Han Sen summoned his bronze crescent spear and stabbed at the youth like a venomous snake.
"The three-stage basic spear technique taught by the integrated education is trash. Even if my beast soul was destroyed when I was traversing the remote mountains, it's still not something trash like you can match up to."
The young man glanced at Han Sen contemptuously. He extended a hand and used his palm as a knife, slashing directly at the bronze crescent spear.
The young man's hand seemed to be made of sheep-fat white skin. It exuded a strange luster like that of jade. It didn't look like a human's hand at all. Instead, it looked like a piece of art carved from crystal jade.
Kacha!
The bronze crescent spear formed by the Copper-Toothed Beast's beast soul was cut in half by the young man's palm. It was as simple as a steel knife cutting through wood.
"Hyper geno art!" Han Sen was shocked, and all that was left of the spear was half broken.
Technology was useless in God's Sanctuary, but ancient martial arts played an unexpected role in God's Sanctuary.
After human beings obtained all kinds of genes, the mythical ancient martial arts actually played a role in human beings.
However, it was not the so-called Qi in Qigong that played a role, but the power of genes. The stronger the genes, the stronger the effect of ancient martial arts.
After human research, ancient martial arts could stimulate the potential of genes. Like nuclear fusion, the potential of genes burst out, making human beings gain extraordinary power. This new ancient martial art was called "hyper geno art."
However, the practice method of hyper geno arts was closely related to ancient martial arts. There were many mysteries and aspects that could not be explained by science. The practice method was mostly monopolized by the upper class. The more advanced a hyper geno art was, the more difficult it was to learn.
People like Han Sen who graduated from integrated education had no opportunity to learn hyper geno arts.
Only by entering an advanced college could one learn the more popular hyper geno arts, and at a lower level.
If the process of human hunting for the genes of creatures was the process of transforming mud into steel, then hyper geno arts determined whether the steel was just a piece of steel or turned into a steel knife or even a gun.
Obtaining genes and evolving the body only gave one power, while hyper geno arts were how to use the potential power in the body.
"I did not expect trash like you to know something."
The young man looked at Han Sen coldly and said, "I will give you one last chance. Die or lead the way."
Saying this, the young man had raised his jade-like hand, as if he was welcoming an executioner. It seemed that he would cut off Han Sen's head if he looked wrong.
"Lead the way my ass."
Han Sen was furious. He summoned the black beetle beast soul and turned it into armor to protect his body. Then he kicked at the young man.
"You want to die? I will fulfill your wish."
The young man's eyes were cold, and his jade-like hand chopped at Han Sen's leg.
Dong!
Han Sen's leg was knocked aside by the young man's kick. A white mark appeared on his golden leg armor.
The young man was also knocked back by Han Sen's kick. He looked surprised and greedy. Staring at Han Sen's armor, he thought, "It can resist my Jadeskin. Is this a sacred-blood beast soul armor?
I did not expect trash like you to have such a good thing. God is on my side. Give me the sacred-blood beast soul armor, and I will spare your life. "
Han Sen was enraged, so he turned around and kicked him again.
Xue Longyan's face became cold. He grabbed Han Sen's leg and twisted it hard. Han Sen fell to the ground, and then he hit Han Sen's waist with one knee.
"Ah!" Han Sen suddenly screamed, feeling that his spine was about to break.
"Trash will always be trash. Even if you have a sacred-blood beast soul, you are still trash."
Xue Longyan's jade-like fists hit the back of Han Sen's head again and again until Han Sen's head was smashed into the rock. Xue Longyan yelled, "Give me the sacred-blood beast soul. Trash like you does not deserve a sacred-blood beast soul."
"F * ck your mother."
Han Sen's heart was burning. He suddenly leaned back and hit Xue Longyan's face with his helmet, which made Xue Longyan's nose bleed. Covering his nose, Xue Longyan took a few steps back.
Han Sen regained his freedom and immediately summoned the bloody slayer. The moment his body merged with the bloody slayer, he turned into a monster and rushed at Xue Longyan.
Xue Longyan turned his hand into a knife and slashed at Han Sen. Han Sen didn't care and allowed Xue Longyan's jade-like hand to strike him. Han Sen locked Xue Longyan's body with his hands and slammed the bull's head into Xue Longyan's head.
"Who is trash … Who is trash … Who is trash …" Han Sen went berserk and hit Xue Longyan's head again and again.