"Shila, why are you here? Is the test over? Has there been a suitable caster found?" Urachi looked at Sheila with some surprise. Logically speaking, Sheila should still be watching the casting test in the martial arts field.

"I took a look at it roughly. The level of the caster is average. I don't know if it is the requirement of the mercenary group or other reasons. All casters' casting abilities are somewhat formulaic. If I can't meet the standards I want, there is a good little girl in the recovery system, but I haven't talked to her yet." Sheila shook her head.

"Then why are you here? You rarely come to eat." Urachi asked strangely.

"I'm here to find him. Ryan is here, so I can save me another trip. Ryan, you should know that I'm looking for a suitable candidate to set up an adventure group. I wanted to tell you last time that you were originally my designated candidate, and Hanfeng's ability is only strong and not weak, so I want to pull you two like joining the group." Sheila looked at the two people in front of her and threw out her olive branch.

Ryan and Hanfeng were stunned. Ryan patted his chest desperately, trying to swallow the barbecue that was choked because of excitement.

"I? Why are you looking for me? It seems that the test has not been completed yet. Shouldn't you find the strongest one?" Han Feng was a little surprised how Hilla came to him.

"What I am looking for is the most suitable, not the strongest. Besides, you should be the strongest assassination system. Don't be too modest, that will make me feel that you are very proud. The most important reason is that when I saw you, I felt that we should fight together at the first sight." Sheila smiled.

"No one knows what hasn't happened. Del's strength is very strong. There are still a few people in the assassination system who are similar to Del, especially the little man with a small shield and a dagger with one hand."

"Haha, you are talking about Arnold. Before you appeared, I planned to find him. Arnold's little shield was a relics of his father, so he always carried it. The shield is not a suitable weapon for assassination. It can only be regarded as an armor, but Arnold turned him into a terrible weapon. Originally, Arnold had just barely reached my standard, but now you have appeared. So I decided to find you, how about it? Are you interested in taking risks together? I believe we will get along very happily. As for Del, hehe." When talking about Del, Sheila did not say much, and smiled and turned to stare at Han Feng.

"First of all, I am no longer from the mercenary group. Secondly, I have a lot to learn. The most important thing is that I want to accompany Grandpa Mu." Han Feng thought for a while and shook his head.

"Is that so? What a pity, I'm going to give my grandfather to your behalf. I'll spend more time with your grandfather while he's still there. I don't have this opportunity." Sheila was stunned at first when she heard this reason, then she felt a little sad. Sheila thought of her grandfather. Sheila excitedly and turned to Ryan, "Ryan, what about you? Are you willing?"

"No problem, I want to go out and try it out too. Oh! A wonderful adventure life! It's so exciting!" Ryan swallowed the barbecue at this time and fantasized excitedly. "Hanfeng, don't you go with us? Go back and ask the old man, maybe the old man agrees."

"Well, I'll go back and ask, but I still have a lot of things that I haven't finished." Han Feng's mind appeared, wood carvings, books in the library below, magic level, fighting skills, etc.

"It's okay, I don't force it. It's best if I can come. We will only take on formal adventures in three months. We will take on some small tasks in the early stage, familiarize ourselves with the process of the tasks and increase our practical experience." Sheila smiled. "Okay, then I won't delay you anymore. I wish you good results and I'll go to practice swordsmanship." After that, she got up and left.

"Hey, what a madman, I'm going to practice swords again." Ryan shook his head. Urachi also looked at Sheila's back and smiled bitterly.

The afternoon test started soon, and everyone had nine tests. The first game of Hanfeng was to one of the two holding double daggers he thought were very strong.

"Hanfeng, I'm Pete, do you still remember me? I'm the same group of students as you. I know you are very strong and I hope you will show mercy." The tall and thin boy opposite him smiled bitterly. No one wanted to be wrapped in rice dumplings like Del.

"Haha." Han Feng just smiled simply, looking a little bit like Old Man Mu. He really has the kind of apprentice of the master.

After Latin announced the start, Pete approached Han Feng with a strange pace, slashing towards Han Feng's neck with his left hand, and stabbing Han Feng's stomach from bottom to top.

Hanfeng suddenly shot down Pitt's right hand with his left hand, and the ice touch on his right hand quickly stroked Pitt's wrist.

Pete was startled and immediately retreated with his left hand and cut Hanfeng's stomach in reverse. He turned his right hand and stabbed Hanfeng's head. Hanfeng's left arm slapped Pit's right wrist with green silk-like fighting spirits wrapped around Pit's right hand, and the ice touch of his right hand pierced Pit's left wrist.

Just as Pete wanted to withdraw his right hand that was blocked, he suddenly found that his hand seemed to be stuck and could not move away. His left wrist was in danger of being pierced, so he simply fell to the right, concentrated the strength of his entire body, and forcibly broke away from his right hand that was locked by the fighting air beam.

This time, Han Feng did not give Pit a chance to continue attacking, and the two daggers slashed at Pit's eyes and throat respectively. Before Pit could stabilize his body, Han Feng's two daggers had already arrived.

Pete rolled on the spot, setting a distance from the cold wind. The cold wind quickly pressed on it and kicked Pitt's head. Pete had to tilt backwards, and the cold wind's feet flew over Pitt's nose.

When Pete was thinking of getting up to fight back, a cold feeling came from his neck. It turned out that Hanfeng fell to the ground with the force of not hitting Pete, supported the ground with his left hand and held a dagger in his right hand to touch Pite's neck.

"I surrender." Pete was a little discouraged. He knew that the other party was very strong, but the other party defeated him without even using attribute fighting spirit to attack. Fortunately, the other party showed mercy.

After Pete surrendered, Hanfeng nodded to him and went down to rest. Wait until Latin calls himself next time. Hanfeng's three tests in the following three games were very easy, and he easily won without any pressure.

Del also played several times during the game. Except for the first time, the other opponents surrendered as soon as they came on the court.

The fifth game of Hanfeng was against Arnold, who he had been paying attention to for a long time. Hanfeng looked a little solemn and looked forward to it.

Arnold's basic skills are very solid, and because of his special weapons, he has a unique style and a very strong fighting skill, which is difficult to deal with. Just like the shield in Arnold's hand, Arnold's profession is the small shield raider, the raider is the profession of Arnold, and the small shield is the characteristic of Arnold.

Arnold is a taciturn little man with black hair, brown eyes and firmness between his eyebrows.

Arnold holds a shield in one hand and the dagger in the other hand. The shield is in front and behind, and it looks defensive. He doesn't look like a raider, but rather like a shield warrior.

Arnold did not attack, but just looked at Hanfeng with a defensive look. Hanfeng curled his lips and took the lead in attacking Arnold.

Arnold was not vague. The little shield in his left hand faced the dagger and a crisp sound was "choked". The cold wind only felt the impact on a piece of fine iron, and the ice touch in his left hand shook slightly back.

Arnold was also surprised. Although the cold wind did not attack him, a strong force and a stinging sensation like ice water in the cold winter came from the shield of his left hand, which made Arnold's left hand lose his sense of flexibility.

Fortunately, the right hand was not seriously injured, and hesitated. The dagger took the opportunity to slash and hit Han Feng's chest.

Hanfeng just jumped back with the back shock force and avoided the attack on his chest. Arnold was unreasonable and bullied him again. The little shield suddenly hit Hanfeng's face, followed the shield with his right dagger and slashed towards Hanfeng's neck, as if a poisonous snake hiding behind the rock and waiting for an opportunity to move.

Han Feng smiled gently, and squatted down. Arnold, who could dodge, hit his face with a blow, stabbed Arnold's stomach with his left hand and stroked Arnold's chin with his right hand.

Arnold avoided sideways, and the little shield immediately hit the fatal blow that struck his chin. He jumped back several times in a row, barely avoiding the dagger that pierced his stomach. However, the reverse blade still pierced Arnold's small leather armor, almost piercing Arnold's skin. A drop of cold sweat flowed down Arnold's forehead.

Arnold exhaled, with a serious expression and said softly, "Be careful."

Han Feng originally thought that Arnold wanted to use the fighting skills, but he saw Arnold fixing the small shield on his left arm, taking out another dagger from his arms, and holding it in his left hand.

This dagger looks more like a thorn, not flat, but conical, with a slightly upturned curve, with a sharp front end and a thick and round handle. Arnold's dagger and small shield with his left hand flashed with yellow light, while the dagger with his right hand flashed with red light.

"Fire and Earth dual attribute fighting spirit!" Many people stared at Arnold in surprise. First of all, no one had ever seen Arnold hold a dagger in both hands, and secondly, Arnold actually already had a dual attribute fighting spirit.

Han Feng was also a little surprised. He realized the dual-attribute fighting spirit at level 4. It was not simple. He didn’t even understand the dual-attribute fighting spirit. There were indeed many people who were better than him.

Arnold rushed up again with his left hand in front of his right hand, and his hands were shining with different lights and swinging quickly in the air, hitting the cold wind.

The cold wind rushed to the luck and naturally fought the battle. The two of them were extremely fast in their hands, and the sound of "bang bang bang" of weapons constantly came from the field. The three-colored light marks seemed to be the ribbons in the dancer's hand, constantly waving in the air.

After a while, the three colors turned into two colors, and the yellowish color on Arnold's left hand also turned into red.

It was not because of Arnold's lack of fighting spirit, but the cold feeling from his left hand gradually deprived Arnold of his perception of his left hand. Arnold had to replace the earth-type fighting spirit with stronger defense with a fire fighting spirit that resisted cold. Sure enough, the discomfort in his left hand gradually recovered. The ice touch on Hanfeng's hand was not just an ordinary enchanted dagger.

Han Feng's right-hand dagger kept slashing towards Arnold. Arnold's arm shield could always perfectly block Han Feng's attack, and then Arnold's left-hand dagger would wait for an opportunity to give Han Feng a counterattack.

Han Feng was also very depressed. Arnold's little shield was not known what material it was made of. Han Feng's ice touch hit dozens of times in a row, and it could not leave any traces on the little shield.
Chapter completed!