The Peeless Battle Spirit

war gods

The audience was silent for several hours breathing.

Qin Changkong took the lead to react and could not help but laugh: "Ha ha ha, Qin Nan, I don't expect that you are actually building a yellow grade martial art! Damn genius, now you are wasting nostalgia, And I am the Qin family's first talent, the first day of Linshuicheng! "

The martial arts of the yellow class are martial arts, the lowest level existence, which can be called waste martial arts.

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

This crazy and piercing laughter of Qin Changkong immediately woke up everyone who was startling among the audience.

This one disciple and elder, they saw Qin Nan's eyes change instantly. From his previous respect and expectations, it had now become a deep disappointment and humiliation.

"It's actually a yellow-grade martial art, grass, so trash."

"Mom, throw away my feelings, what was the first day of that shit, just a waste of yellow martial arts!"

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

"..."

In the world of martial arts, the strong was respect, everyone's reaction was not strange, but it also had an inexplicable hatred for Qinnan.

It was because Qin Nan's talent since childhood was too strong, they were looking forward to Qin Nan too much, but who knew the end was actually the result.

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

Qin Changkong was now very surprised. Everyone is full of enthusiasm. He looked at Qinnan with his eyes. He laughed: "I saw it, I said before, everyone's martial arts are doomed. What if you could create your own martial arts? You are not in vain now! "

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

If it was ordinary, there must have been followers and elders of Qin who had to follow, but now Qinnan was empty, and it was very quiet.

Qinnan's departure, the surrounding disciples and elders immediately reacted and quickly surrounded Qin's side and looked good.

"Oh, Qin Changkong, Brother, I have long ignored people. People think of you."

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

"Lord of heaven, from now on, I'm your sister, you let me go east, I'll never go west."

"..."

It did not take long for the things that happened at the Wushu Resurrection Ceremony to immediately spread throughout the Qin family and Linshui City. Not only were the people in the Qin family very wrong, even the people in Linshui City were completely stunned.

They don't think about it. Qinnan, the first day of Linshui City, had actually only awakened Wuhun from the Huang class.

However, this was in the world of martial arts, they were shocked and stunned, and their eyes quickly saw Qin Changkong.

After all, the Wuhun of Huang's fifth-grade products were also among the top in the water city.

After Qin Nan left the scene, she returned straight to the courtyard. His expression was calm from beginning to end, without anger, because in this world, only power can make people respect.

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

"Forget it, why bother with them, first use this martial art to try out the sense of practice."

Qin Nan quickly recovered his calm. In the courtyard, he sat cross-legged, and Chihuan's blade slowly rose from his back and radiated heat.

As soon as the red fire blade shot out from the air, it let out a mysterious suction, and from that day on, the aura sucked in.

Aura entered into the body, Qin Nan's body couldn't help but a little surprise, a slightly reddish face, like a hangover.

Joint practice, at first, was the field of cooling, which was divided into ten.

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

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

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

Qin Nan heartily moved, holding the red fire knife into his hand, looking at the blade, his mouth could not help but reveal a smile.

Through the practice just now, he finally understood why the level of martial arts was so important.

For example, he had been training for three hours and got nothing. During the three hours of Qin Changkong practice, I was afraid that it might be possible to penetrate into the cooling body.

Not only that, the higher the level of Wuhun, the stronger Wuhun's own abilities were, and it could better help the battle.

"However, fortunately, I was awakened by a yellow-grade martial art. If it was another class, I'm afraid I'd be depressed ..."

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

I saw that in the Qinnan Dantian, a cluster of lightning the size of red lightning floated up and down From Thunder, a mysterious and terrifying ancient atmosphere appeared.

This was the greatest secret Qin Nan, even her father, still did not know.

It was then that Qin Nan was fourteen years old, when she went to practice, she suddenly faced the thunder weather and hurriedly went to hide from the rain, but she was unfortunately exposed to red thunder.

This is what happened in Tianlei. In fact, everyone in Linshui City knew, but they did not know. After Qin Nan's thunder, there was a memory in his mind. His body was more than just red thunder.

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

"If you want to obtain the soul of this war god, you can only achieve it with martial arts as a sacrifice."

"And, if the level of martial arts itself is too high, the chances of awakening are smaller. If his own martial arts level was yellow, then it would definitely awaken the War God's soul!"

Qinnan's mouth grew even more smiling, which was why he built a yellow-level martial art, and did not feel sad.

After all, the soul of this war god, the mystery of his origin, if he awakened the level of Wuhun, reached the yellow fifth grade, and then brought Wushu to sacrifice, not only did it not guarantee the possibility, but also the possibility, qinnan's heart was also difficult to decide.

Take the Wu spirit of the five classes to sacrifice, it could require a lot of despair.

However, now the Qin spirit of Qin Nan Huang Yi, there was no difference between the waste and its use for sacrifice, not only to ascertain the possibility, Qin Nan did not have the slightest pressure.

Qin Nan quickly smiled. He took out the red fire 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 spell.

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

Spiritualism, as the name suggests, is a method of sacrificing one's own martial arts. This method was extremely mysterious, requiring no aura support, nor did it cost anything, and was incomparable.

With the urging of Spiritualism, in Qinnan's palm, a street black light slowly appeared, and then the black light became sticky, as if it was a puddle of water, and squeezed each other. .

Qin Nan's eyes were sharp, and his palm immediately turned towards the red fire blade in front of him.

The scene of shock appeared. I just saw the whole red fire knife. The sound of humming began to sound. It seemed to have an invisible destructive power. It exploded inside the body, and the entire fire blade would explode.

The red flame blade exploded and turned into a red light point, like the same dragonfly flame, which bloomed.

When Qin Nan's face was awkward, at the moment the red fire blade broke, she felt that the soul was taken away, and almost let it suffocate.

After all, Wuhun was given by God, and coming with him Now Wuhun is broken, it is equivalent to Qinnan's broken body.

Qin Nan bit her teeth, a strong support for pressure from the brain, waved her palm, grabbed the air, the black water in her palm, immediately bursting into a mysterious suction.

Many red dots scattered in the air were immediately taken, poured onto Qinnan's body, and poured into his dantian.

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

"The soul of the god of war, the battlefield, the god of war, war, almighty battle, the invincible ..."

The domineering ancient voice, as if countless thunderous thunders flashed, at Qinnan's head, rushed over.

"Oh, ah ..."

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