MTL - Peerless Battle Spirit

The audience was silent for a few breathing hours.

Qin Changkong took the lead to react and couldn't help but laugh: "Ha ha ha, Qin Nan, I didn't expect that you actually woke up the martial arts of the yellow grade! What **** genius, now you are a waste of nostalgia, And I am the first talent of the Qin family, the first day of Linshuicheng!"

The martial arts of the yellow class is the martial arts, the most low-level existence, which can be called the waste martial arts.

Even in the Qin family, the people who awakened the yellow-level martial arts are few and far between, and most of them awakened the martial arts, all of which are more than two grades.

This mad, piercing laughter of Qin Changkong immediately awakened all the shocking people in the audience.

This one disciple and elder, they saw the eyes of Qin Nan changed instantly. From the previous respect and expectation, it has now become a deep disappointment and disdain.

"It is actually the martial arts of the yellow class, grass, so garbage."

"Mom, waste my feelings, what the first day of shit, is just the waste of the yellow martial arts!"

"That is, Qin Changkong's eldest brother is the first genius. This Qinnan, I am afraid it is the first waste of the Qin family!"

"..."

In the world of martial arts, the strong is the respect, the reaction of everyone is not strange, but it also has an inexplicable hatred for Qinnan.

That is because Qin Nan’s talents from childhood have been too strong. They are too looking forward to Qin Nan, but who knows the end is actually the result.

I wasted so many feelings, how can these disciples and elders not hate.

Qin Changkong is now very surprised. The whole person is full of enthusiasm. He looks at Qinnan with a look of his eyes. He laughed: "I saw it, I said before, everyone’s martial arts are destined. What if you can create your own martial arts? You are not a waste now!"

Qin Nan glanced at him faintly, did not speak, and strode away directly.

If it is in the ordinary, there must be Qin disciples and elders to follow, but now Qinnan is empty, and it is extraordinarily lonely.

Qinnan’s departure, the disciples and elders around him immediately reacted and quickly surrounded Qin’s side and looked good.

"Oh, Qin Changkong, brother, I haven’t been ignoring people for a long time. People think about you."

"Master of the sky, I see that, you are the same as the young master of the Qin family, this waste, what qualifications."

"Master of the sky, from now on, I am your younger brother, you let me go east, I will never go west."

"..."

It didn't take long for the things that happened at the Wushu Awakening Ceremony to be immediately spread throughout the Qin family and Linshui City. Not only are the people in the Qin family extremely wrong, even the people in Linshui City are completely stunned.

They did not think of it. Qinnan, the first day of Linshui City, actually only awakened the Wuhun of the Huang class.

However, this is in the world of martial arts. They are shocked and stunned, and their eyes quickly look at Qin Changkong.

After all, the Wuhun of the Huang-grade five products is also among the top in the water city.

After Qin Nan left the scene, he returned directly to the courtyard. His expression was calm from beginning to end, without any anger, because in this world, it is, only strength can make people respect.

Although I understand this truth, the reaction of many disciples and elders of the Qin family still makes Qinnan have a bit of cold.

"Forget it, why bother with them, first use this martial arts to try the taste of practice."

Qin Nan quickly recovered his calmness. In the courtyard, he sat cross-legged, and the Chihuan knife slowly rose from his back and radiated heat.

As soon as the red flame knife came out of the air, it gave out a mysterious suction, and from that day, the aura was sucked.

Aura into the body, Qin Nan body can not help but a slight shock, a slightly pale face ruddy, like drunk.

A practice together, at first, is the realm of quenching, which is divided into ten.

The so-called quenching environment, as the name suggests, is to absorb the aura and temper the body.

Therefore, after Qin Nan inhaled these auras, he began to wash the marrow and strengthen the flesh.

Time passed slowly, until three hours passed, Qin Nan opened his eyes and a row of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

"The level of Wuhun is really important..."

Qin Nan hearted a move, holding the red flame knife into his hand, looking at the knife, his mouth could not help but reveal a smile.

Through the practice just now, he finally understands why the martial arts level is so important.

For example, he has practiced for three hours and has nothing to gain. During the three hours of Qin Changkong practice, I am afraid that it is possible to break through to the quenching body.

Not only that, the higher the level of Wuhun, the stronger the Wuhun's own ability, and it can better assist the battle.

"However, fortunately, I am awakened by the martial arts of the yellow class. If it is other grades, I am afraid I will be depressed..."

Qin Nan mouth licked a touch of laughter, and then his heart, sinking into his dantian.

I saw that in the Dantian of Qinnan, a group of red thunder-sized thunders were floating up and down. From the Thunder, a mysterious, horrible ancient atmosphere emerged.

This is the biggest secret of Qin Nan, even his father, still do not know.

That was when Qin Nan was fourteen years old, when he went out to practice, he suddenly encountered the thunder weather and hurriedly went to hide from the rain, but he was unfortunately hit by a red thunder.

This is what happened in Tianlei. In fact, everyone in Linshui City knows, but they don’t know. After Qin Nan was thundered, there was a memory in his mind. His body was more than A red thunder.

"According to that piece of incomplete memory, this group of red thunder is a soulless soul, called the soul of God of War."

"If you want to acquire this soul of the **** of war, you can only achieve it with your own martial arts as a sacrifice."

"And, if the level of its own martial arts is too high, the probability of awakening is smaller. If the level of its own martial arts is yellow, then it will definitely awaken the soul of God of War!"

Qinnan's mouth is getting more and more smiles, which is why he wakes up the yellow-level martial arts, and does not feel sad.

After all, this soul of the **** of war, the mystery of origin, if he awakened the level of Wuhun, reached the yellow grade five, and then took the Wushu to sacrifice, not only did not guarantee the probability, Qinnan heart is also difficult to decide.

Take the Wu spirit of the five grades to sacrifice, it can take a lot of discouragement.

However, now the Qin spirit of Qin Nan Huang Yi, there is no difference between the waste and the use of it to sacrifice, not only to ensure the probability, Qin Nan did not have the slightest pressure.

Qin Nan quickly smirked a smile. He took the red flame knife in his hand and took a deep breath. He said, "Now, take this knife as a sacrifice..."

Qin Nan’s face immediately became dignified, and from his mouth, he recited an old mantra.

This spell, called ‘Soul of the Spirit,’ was when Qin Nan was in the thunder and appeared in his mind.

Spiritualism, as the name suggests, is the method of sacrificing its own martial arts. This method is very mysterious, does not require any aura support, nor does it cost anything, and is incomparable.

With the urging of the Spiritualism, on the palm of Qinnan, the black light of the road slowly emerged, and then the black light became sticky, as if it were a pool of water, and squeezed each other. .

Qin Nan’s eyes were sharp, and the palm of his hand immediately turned toward the red flame knife in front of him.

The scene of the shock appeared. I saw only the whole red flame knife. The tremor of the buzzing sound began to sound. It seemed to have the invisible power of destruction. It exploded in the body, and the whole flame knife would be exploded.

The red flame knife was blown up and turned into a red light spot, like the flame of the same dragonfly, which bloomed.

When Qin Nan’s face was awkward, at the moment when the red flame knife broke, he had a feeling that the soul was taken away, and almost let him suffocate.

After all, the Wuhun is given by God, and comes with him. Now that the Wuhun is broken, it is equivalent to the broken body of Qinnan.

Qin Nan bit his teeth, strong support for the pressure from the brain, waving his palms, grabbing the air, the black water on his palm, immediately burst into a mysterious suction.

Numerous red dots scattered in the air were immediately taken in, poured into the body of Qinnan, and poured into Dantian.

The red Thunder, which was suspended in the Dantian of Qinnan, swallowed all these red spots. At this moment, the time seemed to solidify, and then the red thunder suddenly exploded.

"The soul of the **** of war, the battlefield of war, the **** of war, the war, the omnipotent battle, the invincible..."

The ancient domineering voice, as if many countless thunders rushed past, in the head of Qinnan, rushed.

"Oh ah..."

Qin Nan's eyes wide open, full of blood, even a painful word can not be said, it was shocked by this huge impact.