Xing Jue sat blankly on the mountain, feeling incredible. If it weren't for the essence of beast soul, top-grade treasure pill, and the two secret books, they would have thought that the scene that just happened was just a dream.

"The primary skill of Xuan-level, Qi-Direction"

"Brief martial arts of Xuan-level, Wind-Devouring Palm"

"Good guy, they are all such high-end good things." Xing Jue held the two secret books in his hand and opened his mouth wide.

He said with surprise.

In the Tianwu Continent, martial arts and martial arts are divided into four levels: "Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang, and each level is divided into three levels: Low, Medium, and High." In the Xing family, the Huang-level advanced martial arts and martial arts are considered to be excellent, but unexpectedly, the two books that the old man casually still downloaded were all from the Xuan level, which forced Xing Jue to take a high look at the old man's identity.

"This is really a desperate situation, and there is no way out. There is another village. Hehe, it seems that God is still good to me." After a moment of surprise, Xing Jue suddenly laughed to the sky, and a long-lost confidence appeared again on his tender face.

"Dangerous? Even if I die, I don't want to live like this."

"Fight!"

Xing Jue looked at the beast soul and treasure pill in his hand, and regardless of the danger the old man said, he swallowed it directly into his stomach in one bite.

"Ah...Woo, it's so hot, so hot..."

But the moment the beast soul and the treasure elixir entered their stomachs, Xing Jue felt a sensation of hot and painful sensation coming from his lower abdomen, like a fireball swallowed into his stomach, which was unbearable.

"ah…"

The burning pain became stronger and stronger. The pain continued to roll in the grass. Even the skin of the Baixi had turned dark red. Even Yishan was wet with sweat, and the body was still steaming. At this moment, Zhengxu finally knew what the old man was talking about.

After persisting for a while, Xing Jue finally couldn't resist the pain that made people feel so painful that he fainted. After Xing Jue fainted, a light blue gas began to emit from his body and finally turned into a light blue defense cover to wrap Xing Jue. Under the cover of the defense cover, the deep red color on Xing Jue gradually faded away and finally returned to his previous appearance.

"Uh, Mr. Zhang" Xing Jue opened his eyes, looked at Old Zhang who was worried in front of him, and hurriedly sat up. When he got up, Zheng Jue realized that he was actually in the small house on the mountain at this moment.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? I just found you lying on the ground and motionless on the mountain. You scared me. If you don't wake up, I'll go to find a doctor." Old Zhang said with a worried look on his face.

"Hehe, maybe I'm too tired. I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes. Oh, I'm still a little sleepy. I think I'll have to sleep again." Xing Jue pretended to yawn and said lazily.

"Haha, you guy, then you can take a nap. I'll call you again when I'm having dinner." Seeing that Xing Jue was fine, Mr. Zhang said with confidence, so he walked out of the hut.

"Yeah, OK" Xing Jue smiled at Mr. Zhang's departure back.

"Haha, is this the Qihai? Haha, there is Qihai in my body. I can break through the boundaries of warriors and become a real martial artist, haha..." After realizing that Mr. Zhang was walking away, Xing Jue suddenly jumped off the bed and laughed excitedly, because at this moment, Xing Jue could clearly feel the Qihai in his body, the thing he had dreamed of, finally appeared in his body.

After feeling the sea of ​​qi in his body again, Xing Jue couldn't wait to start practicing gathering the "martial energy". He saw Xing Jue sitting on the head of the bed with a strange seal between his hands, and wisps of light yellow gas visible to the naked eye around his body were also pouring into Xing Jue's body.

"Haha, it's really worthy of being the primary skill of the Xuan-level, it's indeed extraordinary." After doing this kind of practice for an hour, Xing Jue slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile on his face.

The martial arts Jingjue had also been practicing in the Xing family before, but at that time, there was no qi sea in Xingjue's body, and the absorbed "martial power" could not be stored in the body. However, it could still have some effects of strengthening the body key body. Those martial arts are indeed far from the current "Qizhuan Jue".

"At this speed, I can successfully transform the Qihai Sea into a cyclone and become a martial artist in about a year." After feeling the martial power stored in the Qihai Sea in my body again, Xing Jue said confidently.

Qihai is a container that can store the power of martial arts. After the power of martial arts has been accumulated to a certain extent, Qihai will be upgraded and transformed from a container into an entity. At that time, Xing Jue can manipulate the power of martial arts in his body for attack and defense. Attacks and defenses with martial arts are far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

By that time, ordinary swords could not hurt Xing Jue Bai Xiao at all, and this was the power of a martial artist. In other words, as long as you become a "martial artsman", you are no longer within the scope of a normal person.

After being excited, Xing Jue came outside the house. Looking at the stars in the sky, wisps of memories poured into Xing Jue's mind again.

"Hmph, Xing Feng, you must have thought you would step on me forever, right? But you were wrong. I could press on your head back then, making you breathless, but now I can still." Xing Jue turned his head and looked in the direction of Yun Zongcheng. After standing for a long time, he whispered. The fists under his arms were also clenched by him.

Xing Feng was the young man in white who defeated Xing Jue that day. He was selected as one of the new blood of the Xing Family with Xing Jue. His talent was also very good, but under the amazing talent of Xing Jue, he seemed very unknown. However, just three years ago, the sea of ​​Qi grew from Xing Feng's body, and he became a junior martial artist half a year ago. Now he is a new blood that is focused on being trained by Xing Family.

"Gulu, Gulu"

"Oh, I'm hungry, it's so late, why haven't Mr. Zhang come and ask me for dinner?"

"I won't forget me, right? Forget it, I'll just go down by myself." Just as Zheng Jue was immersed in his past memory, he was suddenly awakened by a gurgling sound. It turned out that Zheng Jue's belly had already started protesting because he had not given food for too long.

So Xing Jue held the back of his head with both hands, hummed a melodious little song in his mouth, took a chic steps, and smiled confidently on his face, and slowly walked towards the Xingzi Tavern at the foot of the mountain.

And at this moment, in the tavern, a good show between a thief and a beautiful woman is being staged.

"Clang"

"Damn it, I'm immortal, you dare to take care of our young master's affairs?"

"I think you don't want to live anymore."

At this moment, in the tavern, two strong men, big and thick, were shouting wildly with donkey-like voices. Among them, a middle-aged man dressed in bright clothes and holding a folding fan was sitting at the dining table and staring at the tavern with a wicked smile. A girl hiding behind Mr. Zhang was shivering.

A jar of daughter Hong at their feet was smashed to pieces, and large pieces of good wine flowed out.

"Old Zhang, let's not worry about this matter. He is a little overlord in this town and a first-class warrior. We can't afford to provoke small shops like us." Seeing that things were not good, a waiter came to Old Zhang and persuaded him in vain.

"Hmph, Xiaohong, it's our tavern. They dare to tease Xiaohong, so we have no control over it?" Zhang Lao Bai glanced at the waiter and said coldly.

"Old guy, you're looking for death." Seeing that Old Zhang insisted on taking care of his young master's affairs, the two big men waved the swords in their hands and looked at Old Zhang.

"Puuuuuuu"

But the amazing scene happened the next moment. The two big men with claws suddenly fell to the ground without any signs, and kept covering their stomachs and wailing in pain.

"Pa,pa,pa,pa, not bad, a first-level warrior, deserves to be from the Xing family." The young man sitting at the table suddenly clapped his palms and stared at Old Zhang with a sinister smile on his face.

It turned out that the person who just took action was Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang grew up in the Xing family. Although he was just a slave in the Xing family, he also had Kung Fu skills as a first-class warrior. Although the two great men had good systems, they did not know how to do Kung Fu at all. They were not Zhang's opponents.

"Wow, so awesome." After hearing what the little bully said, the waiters all looked at Mr. Zhang with admiration and exclaimed, "Isn't the first-level warrior as powerful as this little bully who is rampant in the town? Maybe today's things can be done well.

"Get out quickly now, I can leave the blame." Old Zhang looked at the middle-aged man and said coldly.

"Hahahahaha..." After hearing Mr. Zhang's words, the middle-aged man suddenly stood up and laughed.

"It's just a first-level warrior. It's okay to show off his might in front of them, but dare to show off his fierceness in front of me? Take it." After laughing, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became ferocious. His body moved, his hands were as fast as an eagle claw, and with the sound of wind, he grabbed Old Zhang and the girl hard.

The "middle-level warrior" looked at the little overlord in front of him at that moment. Old Zhang's originally calm face became nervous. Seeing that the man's eagle was approaching in a blink of an eye, Old Zhang did not dodge, but blocked the girl.

Although there is a level difference between the primary and intermediate levels, it is not difficult for Mr. Zhang to avoid the man's attack. He was only worried that the girl could not dodge that Mr. Zhang would do such a move.

"Mid-level warrior? Is this guy already an intermediate warrior?" After hearing Zhang Lao's words, the waiters in the tavern also said in shock, so they all closed their eyes in despair and did not dare to look at it again. Although their tavern belongs to the Xing family, they are too far away from the Xing family and are not controlled at all. They are often angry with the gangsters in the town. They thought that Mr. Zhang, who was transferred from the Xing family this time, would no longer be as angry as before, but they did not expect Mr. Zhang to argue with the little overlord here. Seeing that hope is about to be shattered again, they are really desperate to the peak.

"puff"

"Ah, my hand"

But just when everyone was desperate to the peak, they were awakened by the scream of the middle-aged man. Looking at the little overlord whose hand was pierced and blood kept gushing out, everyone looked shocked.
Chapter completed!