When Del woke up again, he was in a place similar to a storage room below. Del thought he was dead. When Del woke up for the first time, he was in front of the griffin. The griffin looked angry and seemed to want to tear him apart immediately.

Del still wanted to struggle, but a figure appeared. Before Del could see the person coming clearly, his stamina hurt and his eyes turned dark, and he fainted. The only thing that was sure was that the person coming was not his grandfather, Daogu, nor was he the one he knew.

"You're awake." A somewhat old voice came from the darkness.

"Where am I? Are you?" Del's arms, which had been deformed, were also cured, but they still had a vague pain.

"Not these matter. You lost again today. This can be said to be the fourth confrontation between you and him, but every time you lose, do you know where you lost?" said the old voice in the darkness.

"Who said I lost! How could I lose? I am better than him at all points!" Del knew who the person said he was. He didn't wonder why this person knew so much, but he kept denying it and seemed very angry. He kept looking around to find the person to speak.

"Indeed, you are better than him in terms of origin, talent, perseverance, opportunity, scheming, conspiracy and determination, or others, but you have one less than him." A slightly hunched figure gradually appeared in the darkness, as if it was an old man, holding his hands behind him, and wearing a very strange mask on his face.

The mask is based on black, and three white claw marks are slanted from the right forehead corner to the left chin. The strangest thing is that the entire mask has no holes in facial features, just like it grows from this person's face.

"You said! What's worse than him!" Del was stunned when he saw this face, and then roared angrily.

"Mind. The reason why you fail is that your mind is not open enough. If you continue to accumulate strength and reach level 5, do you think he can surpass you? You, have a calm heart." The mysterious man seemed to be telling a very ordinary thing. Although he couldn't see his eyes, Del still felt that he was looking directly at him, and his eyes made him feel a little chilled.

The mysterious man continued, "Okay, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I'll save you from the griffin's mouth, not chatting with you. Let me ask you, do you still have the unscrupulous heart to defeat him?"

"I just want to prove that I am better than him!" Del looked at the mask, his tone as firm as ever.

"Very good, then you can learn from me in the future. You must complete the tasks strictly according to the requirements I arranged for you. Once you cannot complete the tasks I assigned you... I think you should know the consequences with your IQ." The mysterious man's words made Del shudder, but his competitive heart defeated all his fears. Del nodded affirmatively.

"You were dead in the past. From now on, you called yeol. I will set a seal on your face. He will not disappear until you defeat him." The mysterious man stretched out a hand with various colors of light and gently brushed across his left face. The yeol's left face was immediately covered with blue-black flames, and the word "yeol" hidden in the flames.

"After each time you increase your level, if you think you have the strength to defeat him, I will give you a chance and give you a task. If you pass, I will approve you to challenge him. Logically speaking, you have more than five challenges, but as long as you fail three times, the seal on your face will kill you."

"Okay, let's go. There are still many things to explain and many things to do. From tomorrow, you go to the thief union' to register as a killer, and receive an assassination mission every three days. The target level must be the same as your level or higher. For the remaining time, I will come to this address and ask me what the real assassination is. "

The mysterious man took out a piece of yellow paper and handed it to Shan, and slowly walked out of the basement. A dazzling ray of sunlight hit Shan's left face, and the blue-black flame seemed to be igniting.

"How is it? Are you in good health?" Old Man Mu looked at the cold wind that was constantly carving the villain, but the cold wind seemed to have not heard it, and waved the carving knife. Old Man Mu took a look, smiled slightly, stood behind Han Feng, and quietly watched the cold wind carving.

Han Feng focused all his attention on the carved knives and wood carvings in his hands. The whole world was only the knife in his hands, and the wood carvings in his hands. After a long time, Han Feng let out a long breath. Sure enough, while he was proficient in his dagger technique, his control of strength was further stepped up and finally completed the new work.

"Well, I've passed the qualification, and I've even barely met the requirements of the second work. It seems that I have to open a basement for you to place your works and other things." Old Man Mu's voice was so scared that Han Feng almost threw away the work in his hand.

"Grandpa Mu, you are early." Han Feng hurriedly got up and bowed to Old Man Mu.

"Why is it still so cramped? It doesn't matter. Are you still going to the mercenary group test?" Old Man Mu looked at Han Feng with a wry smile, not interested in the habit of Han Feng.

"I want to try other mercenary groups, but it's limited to the assassination system. I want to go to the arena and I want to go to the adventure group to hone my skills. Grandpa Mu will give me that idea."

After experiencing Del's battle, Han Feng finally realized that in the real battle, he was not ruthless enough, and because he learned a lot, he could not integrate it well. The best way was to listen to Grandpa Mu's opinion and go to the arena, and then he wanted to take risks with Ryan and the others. As for the battle with the assassination system, it was to hone his dagger technique.

"Haha, this time I'm very active. It seems that this injury is not in vain. Let's do this. You go to other mercenaries to kick the hall during the day, challenge assassins of the same level, and participate in the arena battle at night. As for the adventure group, with your current strength, you are not very suitable. After you naturally reach level 4 and learn intermediate magic, take those three annoying little guys with you."

"Okay, Grandpa Mu, I want to go and compete with Xira in the afternoon. I want to know how different I am from him." Han Feng put down the wood carving in his hand. Since Han Feng rested in the underground world for three days, Old Man Mu helped him abstain, so he missed the opportunity to fight against Xira that Han Feng had been looking forward to.

"It's a good thing, but don't come back half-dead again. It's a lot of trouble to save you every time." Hanfeng smiled a little embarrassed when he heard this. "Go. When you come back, I'll 'shape' you."

"Is that so? Del is missing. It seems that the Griffin King has avenged his revenge." Han Feng listened to Ryan muttering in his ears.

"Yes! To be honest, I still miss him a little. This villain is not here, how can I maintain justice in the future! Hanfeng, you are really amazing, so you are alive. By the way, are you saying true? Do you want to take risks with us? Also, although you are better than me, why should you challenge Sheila? Are you looking for abuse? What if you let me do it for you?"

Why are there chatterboxes around me? Han Feng thought of the arrogant guise with a headache.

Ryan really became almost the same as Hughes. "By the way, let me tell you, that, me, um, my that, Talia and I are all right." Ryan hesitated for a long time and finally finished speaking.

"Oh." Han Feng was not surprised and said lightly.

"Uh, aren't you surprised? Are you not curious about how we are doing?" Han Feng's simple answer made Ryan stunned.

"Not surprised, not curious." Han Feng actually nodded after the test that day, but they were afraid that it would be better to ask Ryan directly, so they didn't point it out. And he also knew that Ryan's mouth would definitely not stop, and he would definitely tell this matter in detail, even if Han Feng didn't want to listen.

Sure enough, Ryan had already started to talk about how he was fighting against Talia.

How did he get so shaking that he was out of sight by the flash technique, and accidentally pounced on the other person and sat on the other person in an extremely indecent position. How did he get so painful that his hands cramped, so he bit him and happened to bite him on the other person's mouth, and then he was beaten violently. How did he comfort the little girl who was taken away for the first kiss. Finally, he confessed to the little girl, and the other person happily accepted it, and the cold wind was so annoyed.

Fortunately, the cold wind soon didn't have to listen to Ryan's longing. The two found Sheila who was practicing swords in the martial arts field. In front of Sheila, there was a bamboo tube that was as close to Sheila's forehead as high school. Each bamboo tube had several small holes, and one end was connected to the water pipe, and water drips kept dripping from the bamboo tube.

The two swords in Sheila's hand kept striking at an extremely fast speed, hitting each drop of water into a small splash of water, without missing a single one. The two swords were like butterflies in flowers, dancing with a leaf not touching the body.

"Shira Hira! Han Feng promised to take the risk with us! And he came to find abuse today! Come on! Hurry? Where are you?" The three of them were still far apart, and Ryan was already screaming. Basically, everyone in the entire martial arts field heard it. Han Feng flashed a lot, and he was far away from Ryan, pretending not to know Ryan, and looked at Ryan with a strange look like everyone else.

The cold wind was solemn and the fallen leaves could be heard. The two figures emitted a gust of air. Han Feng and Sheila were staring at each other quietly. Han Feng seized the initiative, and the two daggers took the lead to attack Sheila.

The two of them played the game of fighting skills, which made all the young people present excited. They were having fun fighting back and forth, but Ryan was fascinated by it. Unconsciously, the little boy who had been following his butt was so powerful that he could not even defeat the young generation's idol Sheila for a long time.

As the cold wind "roared the ice" attack, Ryan was deeply shocked, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!