Chapter 008: Am I Qualified?

I promise," the voice of Han Fengxue echoed

Han Lie could not understand why this useless person in his eyes was deserving of his grandfather's special attention. He had tolerated it when Han Jianfeng was around, but now that Han Jianfeng was no longer present, Han Tianjun still showed such favoritism towards him. To waste a quota for him was utterly unacceptable; even if he did not need this quota, he still could not swallow this indignation.

"I am sorry, I am not available," Han Fengxue said淡淡.

Han Lie's face was somewhat twisted, but he did not dare to refute Han Tianjun, so he sought out Han Fengxue. Approaching Han Fengxue, Han Lie spoke: "Han Fengxue, I challenge you; do you dare to accept?" In the Han family, as long as it does not involve life-and-death struggles, challenges are not opposed. Young people enjoy competing and striving for superiority. Moreover, since most members of the Han family possess a fire attribute constitution, they tend to be rather impulsive. After sparring, nothing else happens, yet it can enhance practical combat abilities. Furthermore, since most members of the Han family possess a fire attribute constitution, they tend to be rather impulsive. After sparring, nothing else happens, yet it can enhance practical combat abilities.

Everyone in the crowd shook their heads. "Well then, everyone disperse. Those selected should gather outside the library tomorrow." After speaking, Han Tianjun turned to Han Fengxue and said, "Fengxue, come to my place and the library tonight." With that, he turned and left.

With a cold snort, Han Lie raised both hands, channeling the power of the elements to gather in his palms. In no time, a fireball the size of a fist took shape between his hands. "Fireball Technique!" he shouted fiercely, and the fireball swiftly shot towards Han Fengxue.

"Be quiet, I do not wish to hear such words again in the future," Lord Han Tian admonished. He had always been quite concerned about Han Lie; although he possessed great talent, he had been proud and arrogant since childhood, unable to tolerate others. Such a disposition could easily lead him astray. Lord Han Tian had spoken to him about this, but unfortunately, Han Lie was completely unwilling to listen.

Is it truly impossible to evade? Han Fengxue does not think so. As the fireball is about to strike him, his flicker skill is activated in an instant, and Han Fengxue has vanished from his original position. A fist appears to magnify infinitely in Han Lie's pupils. Bang! There stands Han Fengxue with an air of pride, while Han Lie lies on the ground.

"You coward, do you even deserve to be the son of Third Uncle? I even doubt whether you are truly his son," Han Lie said in a voice only Han Fengxue could hear.

Han Fengxue and the books stood opposite Han Lie, "Let’s begin," a faint voice sounded. Although he felt anger inside, he tried his best to control his emotions

What can be tolerated and what cannot be tolerated? Although Han Fengxue feels it is unnecessary to engage in a contest of wills with a child (even though he himself is younger), and he has little interest in the library due to the skills left by his father, Han Lie should not insult Han Fengxue's family. A dragon has its reverse scale, and touching it will surely provoke its wrath

He actually agreed, and the training ground was filled with whispers, as everyone looked at him with the eyes of a fool

Han Fengxue was too close to Han Lie, and the fireball arrived in an instant. Moreover, Han Fengxue was still in a state of restraint, making it impossible for her to evade. Everyone thought this way, and even Hantian Jun wore a look of panic.

In Han Lie's eyes, disbelief still lingered; everything had happened too suddenly. Han Lie felt a blur before his eyes, and then Han Fengxue appeared right in front of him. As he saw the fist coming towards him, it was already too late to dodge. "What on earth happened? How did he do it?" This question was on the minds of everyone, including Han Lie. From beginning to end, there was not a trace of elemental fluctuation emanating from Han Fengxue.

Han Lie smiled coldly and sinisterly, thinking to himself, "You brought this upon yourself, so you cannot blame me." "Come on," he said, and then walked towards the empty space in the training ground.

Upon hearing Han Lie's words, everyone displayed expressions of disdain, of course directed at Han Lie himself, for having the audacity to challenge a useless person. His thick skin was truly remarkable. Han Tianjun was on the verge of exploding but suddenly thought of something and chose not to say anything, merely watching the situation unfold quietly

Han Lie struggled to rise, his gaze complex as he looked at Han Fengxue. "Next time, it will definitely be you lying down," Han Lie said coldly

I am waiting, and furthermore, I do not want to hear the words "waste" anymore, let alone hear you insult my family. Otherwise, after saying this, Han Fengxue will also turn and leave.

Han Fengxue was extremely calm at this moment. When the fireball was only half a meter away from him, he leaned back, and the fireball whizzed past his face. With one hand pushing back, he used the rebound to restore himself to his original position, still wearing a faint smile, as if nothing had happened with the scholar. "It's time to show some real skills; with such a level, you shouldn't embarrass yourself out here," Han Fengxue said lightly, and after finishing, he quickly ran towards Han Lie.

Just as Han Tianjun was about to speak, upon hearing the voice of Han Han Fengxue, a glimmer of brilliance flashed in his eyes. He did not intervene, but instead watched with great interest from the side

In the blink of an eye, the fireball had reached Han Fengxue's side, and Han Lie had already revealed a cruel smile. "You can't even dodge a simple fireball; if you get injured, you have no one to blame but yourself," Han Lie thought to himself.

As Han Fengxue charged forward with all his might, he suddenly felt his body tighten, as if bound by an illusory fire rope. Despite his desperate struggles, he could not break free from the constraints of the fire rope. This was Han Lie's innate skill, Flame Binding, which lasted for one second. Although one second passes in the blink of an eye, it was more than enough for Han Lie. Another fireball was unleashed from Han Lie's hand, and in the training ground, some even closed their eyes, unable to bear witness to Han Fengxue's tragic fate.

But they are destined to be disappointed, as no one will answer them. "So, am I qualified now?" Han Fengxue looked at Han Lie and said

Insulted by the useless person in his own mouth, Han Lie's anger surged instantly. "You seek death," he declared. As Han Fengxue approached Han Lie, he simultaneously waved both hands, invoking "Flame Binding."

Han Lie stepped out from the crowd and said: "Grandfather, I refuse to accept this. He is nothing but a useless person; why should he occupy a spot? He does not have that qualification." At not yet eleven years old, he had already advanced from a one-star technician to a two-star technician in just three months. Han Lie had always been very satisfied with his own talent, believing himself to be one of the most outstanding younger members of the family. However, Han Tianjun had always been rather indifferent towards him. That would have been bearable, but what he could not tolerate was Han Fengxue, the useless person he had always looked down upon, someone who could only hide under his father's wings, yet always received his grandfather's attention.

"How can he be here? He can't even condense elemental crystals, so it's impossible for him to learn master skills. Isn't this just a waste of a spot?" Immediately, the younger generation of the Han family began to discuss among themselves.

At this moment, Hantian Jun was pondering something when he heard Hanfeng Xue's words. He walked over and spoke, "Does anyone have any questions?"