Chapter 190 An Invite from Martial Arts Society (1/2)

Chapter 190: An Invite from Martial Arts Society

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

”Do not cry. I am fine. I hunted some other creatures on the way and it took some time. Sorry to make you worry.” Han Sen patted Wang Mengmeng who were in tears his arms.

”Brother Han, you scared me,” said Wang Mengmeng choking, her eyes watery.

”Little fool, you should have more confidence in your brother.” Han Sen patted her little head.

”I have confidence, but you were gone for so long, so I am a little worried,” Wang Mengmeng said and gave the sacred-blood phantom ant armor back to Han Sen.

”Well, we will talk about it when we get back. I am so tired now and want nothing but a good sleep,” Han Sen said with a smile.

People turned back, while Huangfu Pingqing cast a complex look at and Han Sen who was chatting with Wang Mengmeng.

”I can’t see through him,” Huangfu whispered to herself, looking at Han Sen with an intriguing smile, as if she had seen an interesting toy.

Huangfu believed she was among the top in First God’s Sanctuary and would become the Chosen in next year’s contest.

But even she had no confidence in surviving the attack of all those black-feathered beasts alone, which Han Sen had accomplished. It was no coincidence.

Huangfu still remembered Han Sen’s performance in the air, carried by an arrow vividly as if it had just happened.

”Mr. Han Shao, I’ve come to Steel Armor Shelter with some beat souls to sell, including two sacred-blood ones. If you are interested, you can have a look,” Huangfu said.

”Sacred-blood beast souls? Which type?” Han Sen asked.

”Generally speaking, I could not reveal that before the auction. But since you have asked, I can tell you one is a flying beast soul and the other is a weapon,” Huangfu smiled and replied.

”I will be there.” Han Sen had always wanted a sacred-blood weapon, and was thus very interested. With a sacred-blood weapon, he could kill a lot more sacred-blood creatures and speed up his evolving process.

For instance, if he had a sacred-blood weapon, that sacred-blood beast king would have been killed.

Back to school, Han Sen needed rest for his burns to heal, which gave him time to go to lectures.

This day, Han Sen was in a lecture of Theories of Hyper Geno Arts. While listening, Han Sen was playing with a palm-sized butterfly boomerang in his hand.

The blacksmith who had sold Han Sen Z-steel weapons had custom made it for him according to the size and weight of the beast soul butterfly boomerangs. The blacksmith’s craftsmanship was impressive, and this almost looked the same as the beast souls.

Han Sen had ordered a total of ten butterfly boomerangs. He was only using these to practice, since he would have used his beast soul ones up before he could practice properly.

Han Sen had the foundation of Sleeveblade and had looked up many atrial arts of hidden weapons, so he was able to learn how to use the boomerang on his own.