Fantasy City: Age of Reaper

Shallow fighting is the prototype of the chopping knife, that is, the name of the chopping knife before it is solved.

If you want to become the god of death, you must sleep with the “shallow fight”, write the essence of your soul into the “shallow fight” through cumulative training, and then create your own slashing knife.

When the shallow fight can be solved, it means that the person becomes the god of death.

But anyone who can solve the shallow problem before reaching the age of eighteen has a chance to be admitted to the Spirit Art University, and he doesn’t mind other grades at all, and he doesn’t care if he is a student in school.

Therefore, those students who graduated in the third year of high school, if the spiritual pressure failed to reach the sixth-order spiritual pressure, they would find a way to get a shallow beating, and would do everything to solve it.

It’s just that at the age of eighteen and has not been able to reach the sixth-order spiritual pressure, if you want to solve the shallow fight, the chance is very slim, and there is no one in ten thousand.

The size of the arsenal is very large and spacious, like a large stadium.

And inside the arsenal, there are countless shelves, on which are placed many shallow fights, and many are inserted in the ground, or embedded in the wall, all kinds of things, dense, and irregular.

The so-called shallow fight is not only swords, but also other types of weapons, including spears, war spears, daggers, bee needles and so on.

Eleven students except Ye Han, seeing the shallow fight displayed in the arsenal, their mood was difficult to calm down, and they were faintly excited, and they couldn’t wait to rush over immediately to find the shallow fight that suited them and wanted.

“The weapon here is shallow fighting, you guys go and choose.” Principal Zhao Song said.

“Remember that the right thing for you is the most important thing.”

Listening to the principal’s words, these students cheered and immediately walked inside the arsenal.

Ye Han did not hurry to choose a shallow fight, his expression was calm, and he casually looked at the shallow fight in the arsenal.

Soon, some students found the shallow beating they wanted, held the shallow beater with love in their hands, and walked back with an excited smile on their faces.

“Ye Han, why don’t you pick your shallow fight?” Vice Principal Lin Changming looked at Ye Han, who had not yet moved, and asked.

“I’m not in a hurry.” Ye Han said lightly.

After saying this, he also took a step forward and walked forward.

However, he only took five steps and stopped.

In front of him, there was a long sword with a very simple style, the simplest workmanship, very ordinary, and without the slightest feature.

Or rather, this is a swarthy iron ruler, and it has not been opened.

The other students would not look at it, disgusted with such a shallow beating.

Not only ugly, but also ugly!

Zhao Song and Lin Changming saw Ye Han standing in front of the iron ruler-like shallow beating, his eyes widened slightly, revealing a puzzled look.

They didn’t want a peerless genius to choose such an ordinary shallow beater.

It’s really a bit unworthy of his talent.

“Ye Han, you can pick a better shallow fight.” Zhao Song couldn’t help but remind.

How far Ye Han can go and how high his achievements are for Anbei No. 2 Middle School, but it has a great impact.

If Ye Han can become a powerful god of death, then the popularity and prestige of Anbei No. 2 Middle School will naturally be higher, and it will definitely play a great role in recruiting talented students or attracting investment in the future.

Therefore, the two principals hoped that Ye Han would carefully consider the shallow fight and have extraordinary achievements in the future.

The youngest tenth-order spiritual pressure student in the history of Anbei City could not delay his future and affect his future development because of a low-level shallow beating.

“Ye Han, a good shallow fight can speed you up to become the God of Death, you have to think carefully.” Vice Principal Lin Changming spoke.

Hearing the words of the two principals, Ye Han’s expression remained calm and unchanged, as if he had made a decision and would not change.

“I know what to choose.” Ye Han said lightly.

After saying that, he still stretched out his right hand, pulled out the ordinary shallow beating that was like an iron ruler in front of him, pulled it up from the ground, lifted it in his hand, weighed it, and looked at it twice.

“It’s still relatively handy.” Ye Han nodded slightly, picked up the shallow hit in his hand, and walked to his original position.

Seeing that Ye Han really chose that ordinary shallow beating, everyone in the arsenal was surprised, revealing an extremely surprised look, and their jaws almost dropped.

Really chose a shallow hit that is low to not good?

Are you pretending or an idiot?

The other students looked at Ye Han’s eyes, which was what it meant.

They felt that even if Ye Han was a genius, it was very difficult to reach the level of the most ordinary shallow beating.

They even thought that the time for Ye Han to become the God of Death would be delayed for a long time.

“Ye Han, do you want to change to a better shallow beater?” Zhao Song asked.

He really felt that Ye Han was a little inappropriate to choose such a shallow beating.

He was also thinking about Ye Han and didn’t want Ye Han to take so many detours.

“No need, I think this shallow hit is quite good.” Ye Han shook his head and said, ignoring other people’s opinions.

In his opinion, whether it is a shallow fight with a better level or the most ordinary shallow fight, it is the same.

He has this confidence, as long as it is the shallow fight he uses, he will naturally be able to reach the strongest and become the strongest slashing knife in the future.

If he didn’t even have this bit of confidence, he would be a fool as an all-knowing and all-powerful traverser.

Seeing that Ye Han was so insistent, unwilling to change the shallow fight, the two principals had no choice, they could only sigh slightly.

Even as principals, they can’t change students’ minds, they can only give some proposals.

The choice is still in the hands of the student.

As for the other students, they were a little scoffing at it.

At the end of the shallow session, everyone did not linger, and they could leave separately.

Ye Han was not interested in staying in school and was ready to go home to cultivate.

As the richest man in Anbei City, the Ye family’s cultivation room is much more advanced than that in the school.

When Ye Han drove back to his family’s villa, he saw an unfamiliar small spaceship parked on the helipad of the villa.

“Could it be that there are guests at home?” Ye Han muttered.

“Young Master, the head of the family invites you to the hall, there are guests waiting for you.” Ye Han had just parked the car, walked out of the garage, and Ke’er, the maid who served him on weekdays, came over and said to him.

“Have guests looking for me?” Ye Han was surprised, unable to think of who wanted to see him.

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