"Did you watch the peak battle last night?"

"Of course! I bought the tickets after waiting in line for a long time, but the competition was so exciting, it was worth the price!"

"Yes, Wei Zheng's Li Bai is too powerful. With his strength, he should be able to attack Bei'an City first, right?"

"Who said no, but Jiang Hao's Han Xin is actually not bad, but his luck is a little bit bad."

"It's really exciting to see the peak battle between the two top assassins in the world!"

Han Zhang walked on the road, although he was in a hurry, when he heard such a conversation, he couldn't help but slow down and listened to a few words.

But when passers-by saw him, they stopped discussing and began to point fingers at him.

Han Zhang was tall and handsome, with a handsome look, and awe-inspiring spirit. He could be regarded as a handsome and handsome man who was both internal and external.

However, Han Zhang's appearance at this moment destroyed the overall image.

His face was too pale and thin. Although he was not as sluggish as he looked, anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was a strong sense of morbidity all over his body, which was probably because of his long-term illness.

However, the whispers that people whispered were all words such as "ominous", "climbing", and "joking" and not many people paid attention to his condition.

After all, Han Zhang, the "sick young master" can be called a famous figure even in the entire Bei'an City. This name has reached the point where everyone knows it in the Han clan.

Han Zhang has been a frail medicine jar since childhood. At this time, this sick look is naturally indescribable. Instead, his recent wedding has attracted everyone's attention.

On the wedding night, he became ill and fainted. He not only let the bride stay alone in the empty bedroom, but he still recovered for more than a month before he recovered his vitality. The bride may not be a young man now.

Moreover, there were many rumors about the bride, but the other party was very famous, so these Han clan members did not dare to talk about her casually, so they pointed their fingers at Han Zhang.

At this time, there were countless people in Han Zhang who were talking about him openly and secretly, either envy, jealousy, ridicule, or pity.

Of course, Han Zhang heard these people's behavior, but he just frowned quietly and immediately felt relieved. He ignored the fingers and fingers of these ordinary Han clan people, and just continued to walk home.

What they said in their backs was nothing more than gossiping about the wedding of Han Zhang, the former owner of his body. It was amazing to pull out his old past events and continue to arrange them.

What made Han Zhang feel regretful is that he was not able to completely receive the memory treasure house of his former master Han Zhang like other time travelers.

But even so, he basically learned about the life experience of Han Zhang, the eldest son of the Han family with the same name and different surname as him.

What impressed him the most was the culprit who directly caused Han Zhang's death to be sad and angry, that is, his newlywed wife, Leng Shuanghua, the eldest daughter of the Leng family.

This is a political marriage between the Han family and the Leng family. Han Zhang can certainly understand how embarrassing the situation Han Zhang, who is an abandoned son, is facing.

Especially, he is not able to get involved in his newlywed wife, and of course, Han Zhang himself has no such plan.

However, Han Zhang was not ready to change the current situation.

For him, Han Zhang's identity was a talisman used to cover up his secrets when he first arrived. As for other influences, he could put them aside first.

But in this case, he would have to bear the series of consequences brought about by Han Zhang's identity.

Han Zhang thought while walking, and from time to time he used his sleeve to cover the back of his left hand. That was the surprise he received during his trip to Bei'an City.

But at this moment, his pace suddenly paused, and then his face unnaturally showed a look of disgust, as if he had seen something disgusting, but then he pretended to be nothing and continued to bury his head forward.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhang? Why are you so disgusted? You don't say hello when you meet your cousin?"

A figure suddenly stopped in front of Han Zhang, blocking his way.

The man spoke in a very frivolous tone, but the speed and flexible pace shown in these actions were quite skillful, which made Han Zhang feel terrified.

After the man blocked his way, he had to stop, and from the corner of his eyes he saw his entourage quickly coming up. With his weak body, which had been ill for many years, it was impossible for him to break through.

Especially after seeing a middle-aged guard with an inexplicable aura surrounding him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Han Zhang's eyes were half-closed, and his right hand subconsciously covered his left hand that was retracted into his sleeve. He stared at the person in front of him with an expressionless face, and shouted coldly:

"Han Li, get out of here! Don't block the way!"

The implication is that it is natural that a good dog should not block the way. Of course, Han Li could hear it, but just smiled contemptuously and said indifferently:

"Then~ If I don't let it go, what can you do to me? Zhang! Young Master!"

Han Zhang's right hand suddenly clenched his fist and wanted to hit Han Li in the face like this, but at this time he saw the middle-aged man who looked like a guard leaning over.

Suddenly, a huge pressure emanated from the middle-aged man's body that made him feel his soul tremble. Han Zhang's body immediately shook it a few times.

His expression became dazed. Although he tried hard to stand firm, his face turned pale, and there was almost no trace of blood.

When Han Li saw his embarrassed appearance, he laughed and turned around and smiled at his followers:

"Did you see it? Did you see it? This is the style of our Han family's sick young master! It's hard for him to fall down when the wind blows, and he can still stand firm in front of the bronze strong man! You must learn from Mr. Zhang well. Maybe when you meet a master in the future, you can also have the momentum of Mr. Zhang, hahahaha!"

"Yes! Mr. Li, we will definitely learn from Mr. Zhang! Hahahaha..."

The followers responded one after another, but immediately laughed unscrupulously with Han Li.

Han Li even suggested to Han Zhang with an even more exaggerated expression after laughing:

"With Mr. Zhang's tenacious willpower, if he signs up for the British League and becomes his candidate, he will probably be just around the corner to become a bronze powerful man in the future! Ah haha!"

The followers laughed, and even the middle-aged guard who released his momentum and firmly suppressed Han Zhang showed a look of contempt.

In Han’s family, who doesn’t know that this so-called sick young man is a completely useless man, so weak that he is not even as good as an ordinary person. He wants to become a heroic spirit candidate who can only become a strong man with a strength above the bronze level. It is simply a delusion!

Han Zhang endured the huge pressure that was as heavy as ten thousand tons, and had no time to pay attention to Han Li and the others' teasing. He just stood up straight, gritted his teeth, and shouted at the middle-aged guard with bronze-level strength:

"Han Zhong! Are you going to be the one who is right??"

The aura emitted by the guard named Han Zhong suddenly retracted, causing Han Zhang, who had been stretched out to stagger forward involuntarily, and almost bumped into Han Li standing in front of him.

Just when Han Li felt a little regretful, the middle-aged guard replied indifferently:

"Mr. Zhang is joking. My subordinates never dare to do such a disobedient thing. They are just worried that Mr. Zhang will accidentally hurt Mr. Li in impulse, so they interfere a little, so as not to spread the matter to the patriarch's side after the matter is serious. It is not very good for Mr. Zhang."

When Han Li heard this, he nodded to the middle-aged guard with appreciation, and then smiled proudly at Han Zhang:

"Yes, Han Zhong is kind-hearted. Even Mr. Zhang cannot just slander people, and he wrongly accused the good people. Everyone, right?"

Everyone replied with a bang.

The fight finally caused the Han clan members passing by around to stop and start to wait and see. After seeing that Han Li was confronting Han Zhang, everyone's eyes lit up and immediately surrounded him, preparing to see a good show.

After seeing more tribe members surrounding him, Han Li's face became more and more proud. After quietly giving Han Zhong a wink, he said loudly to the surroundings:

"Mr. Zhang, you should also know the strength of the bronze powerful man. If Han Zhong uses his true strength, you may not only be swaying with the wind. It can be seen that he is indeed helping you out of good intentions. Mr. Zhang, don't be ignorant of the good people's hearts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint image appeared behind Han Zhong.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura enveloped Han Zhang's entire body, and the terrifying pressure that increased instantly almost made him want to kneel down.

"Hiss! Is this the real strength of a bronze-level powerful man? His power is so terrifying! I almost wanted to kneel down for him just now!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Han Zhong's strength is really powerful, he deserves to be a bronze-level strongman!"

"Does anyone know who the heroic spirit of Lord Han Zhong is? That heroic spirit looks so domineering!"

"You don't even know Lord Han Zhong's heroic spirit? You really don't have any eyesight!"

"Oh~ Can you still see which Heroic Highness this Void is?"

The Han clan members on the roadside were all watching the fun without much trouble. They were only startled by Han Zhong's sudden burst of aura at the beginning. When they found that Han Zhong had only targeted Han Zhang, they all turned on the gossip mode, guessing which one of the heroic spirits he had, but were indifferent to Han Zhang who was suppressed and trembling.

Finally, a Han clan member in the crowd stood up and showed off to the others with pride:

"You are all ignorant people! You don't even know that Lord Han Zhong's heroic spirit is His Highness Bai Qi. Fortunately, you have lived in the Han clan for so many years?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at Han Zhong with awe, and their eyes were sweeping back and forth between him and Bai Qixu behind him, looking extremely envious.

Han Zhong enjoyed the envious and jealous eyes of his clan members and looked quite contented, but after seeing Han Zhang's still holding on, he muttered to himself in his heart.

Mr. Han Zhang's body looked weak, as if it was blown by the wind. Unexpectedly, he was so tough in his bones. After enduring all his aura, he could still persist without making any embarrassment, which really surprised him.

It is indeed worthy of being the blood of Lord Zhongqing!

Han Zhang, under the pressure of the bronze-level powerful man, began to tremble all over his body, and even, he could faintly hear the moans of internal organs and the collision between his bones.

But for some reason, under this powerful aura, he could force himself to kneel down without letting himself kneel down, although his body was shaking like a sieve without control.

But while trying his best to endure, he still glanced at the virtual image behind Han Zhong from the corner of his eyes, with a very complicated expression.

That's right. Although the outline of the virtual image that Han Zhong showed behind him was extremely vague, it was indeed the image he was familiar with, which came from Bai Qi, the hero in the Glory of Kings.

Although this world is not at all similar to the earth, it is surprisingly full of seemingly plausible myths and legends.

For example, the legendary characters in the Investiture of the Gods, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the legends of Journey to the West are all scattered stories in this world, and there are even legends of gods and heroes in Greek mythology.

More than 200 years ago, after the Holy Spirit Continent appeared in a sea of ​​storms between the Far East Continent and the Taixi Continent, people discovered a temple on its northern edge, where many statues of figures only existed in myths and legends, including all the heroes in the glory of the king.

Even accompanied by this mysterious temple later named the Temple of Heroes, there is also a magical secret realm called the Battlefield of Heroes.

Through analysis and collection of information, Han Zhang can be 100% sure that this so-called battlefield of heroic spirits is the King's Canyon!

After the establishment of the World's Strongest Organization of the Temple of Heroes, the secrets in the Temple of Heroes and the battlefield of Heroes were successfully excavated. From then on, people can borrow the power of those heroes and even participate in the battlefield of Heroes and improve their strength by winning competitions.

If a strong man with a bronze level or above strength can fit into one of the heroes, he can use his heroic power in reality and display powerful power.

In the cultures on both sides of the east and west, there have always been legends of the Heroic Spirit Hall, and the heroes that exist in the Heroic Spirit Temple and the Heroic Spirit battlefield are considered to be great beings of the Heroic Spirit, and are collectively called Heroic Spirits.

Moreover, most of the heroes inside have some related stories and legends circulating in the world.

People believe that every hero active in the battlefield of heroes is one of their projection clones.

There are also rumors that as long as you can fit your own natal heroic spirit and upgrade your level to the strongest king realm, you are expected to reach the same level as heroic spirits, and even break the boundary and enter the heroic spirit world, become one of the many heroic spirits, and get eternal life!
To be continued...