Chapter 6: The strange martial spirit ()

The black and white breath evaporated, the red hair was automatically blowing without wind, and it floated strangely. A bright red sword-shaped sword-shaped upside down on the forehead, adding a bit of domineeringness to the original handsome face.

Ying Ri slowly stood up straight, looking around in the hall with a strange blood-red look in his cold eyes, and finally stayed on Yan Qinglong, who had the highest cultivation level.

A cold attacked the whole body, and the trembling emitted from the depths of the soul made Yan Qinglong feel like petrified and could not move. Deep in his heart, a strong sense of fear filled every corner - so terrible, what is this feeling?

In a flash of red light, Ying Ri's figure appeared in front of Yan Qinglong, strangely aroused a smile, and slowly stretched forward with his right hand.

The martial spirit suddenly exploded. Yan Qinglong could no longer bear such pressure. His body jumped up and fell in the middle of the hall. When he landed, a sharp sword energy broke through the surface of his body, and a scar that was neither deep nor shallow was drawn on his left shoulder.

I saw that Ying Ri had a strange smile still hanging lightly, and his index fingers in his right hand were put together. At the tip of his finger, a domineering energy condensed, ready to go, which made Yan Qinglong suddenly feel a wave of despair covering his whole body.

"Yingri, what's wrong with you? Why did you become like this? Qinglong, look at Yingri quickly."

Shu Yun walked quickly to Ying Ri with a worried face, gently stroked Ying Ri's face, and carefully wiped the blood next to Ying Ri's mouth with her sleeve.

Blood-red eyes raised slightly. When he saw Shu Yun, Ying Ri's face suddenly appeared with a hesitant look. Then his body trembled suddenly, and the energy at the fingertips dissipated. Then the blood-red color in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the long red hair slowly turned black. With a "thump", he lay on the ground and was unconscious.

With the rhythmic sound of his chest, Ying Ri, who was seriously injured by Yuanli, had been asleep for two days.

When I opened my eyes, my parents' kind and caring faces still caught my eye as soon as possible.

"Yingri, you woke up, you finally woke up. Don't scare my mother again and again. I really can't stand such torture." Shu Yun, who cried with joy, looked at Yingri wake up, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Damn, since my son wakes up, it's okay. Stop crying, you should be happy." Yan Qingling looked at his wife and comforted her, but her eyes turned red without realizing it.

"Mom, what's wrong with me? I've worried you again. My son is really unfilial."

In the world, who could feel so good in front of the crying parents? His eyes were hot and tears immediately burst out.

"Yingri, do you know? Because of the three palms you received that day, our family's debts have been paid off, and if you are unfilial, who else is filial in this world? Who else is filial to you? My parents have caused you to suffer." Yan Qinglong finally couldn't help it, and tears rolled down with excitement.

The family of three talked happily and happily for a long time.

"Yingri, how is your body feeling now?" In addition to being happy, Shu Yun suddenly remembered the scene of Yingri spitting blood in his mouth that day.

Looking back on the three palms in the hall that day, Ying Ri looked at himself all over: "Strange, I didn't even have anything to do? It seems that my life is very tough, but why don't I remember where the palm hit me in the end?"

Shu Yun looked at Ying Ri's calm appearance, and a big rock gradually lowered his heart: "In the end that day, you fainted. It was the doctor you Uncle Qinglong who called you for you. Ying Wen has also visited you twice."

"If I could condense my martial spirit like an ordinary person, I would not have been bullied like this. Why, why is it me?" Ying Ri cursed God's injustice in his heart again.

"Haha. If it is a martial arts problem, you can be relieved by Yingri's nephew."

At this time, a man's voice came from outside the door. As soon as the person stepped into the door, he was the owner of Yan Mansion and Yan Qinglong, the captain of the Yuning Palace squadron.

"Qinglong! You are here, sit down and talk." When he saw Yan Qinglong, Yan Qingling stood up enthusiastically and walked to the side to move a chair.

Walking to the table and sitting down, Yan Qinglong looked Ying Rizai carefully, turned to Yan Qingling and his wife and said, "Brother and sister-in-law, I came today to gather the martial spirit of Ying Ri."

"Oh, Ying Ri's martial spirit? Didn't the test result say that Ying Ri's body cannot condense martial spirit?" He poured a glass of water and placed it on the table in front of Yan Qinglong. Yan Qingling sat down in his original seat.

"Sister-in-law, do you still remember Ying Ri's physical condition at that time?" Yan Qinglong's bright eyes were slightly lit up, and he turned his head to ask Shu Yun.

Shu Yun lowered his head and thought for a while, nodded: "Well, I remember that when Yuanli was about to hit Yingri that day, it seemed that Yingri was bounced away. Then I saw Yingri's hair and eyes turned red, and the situation felt a bit cunning."

He held the cup on the table with his hand. Yan Qinglong's expression seemed a little excited at this time: "That day, in front of Ying Ri who was like that, I felt like a lamb slaughtered, and had no ability to resist at all. This situation can only explain one problem. There must be a powerful force hidden in Ying Ri's body. Although I don't know where this force comes from, it really exists. So I want Ying Ri to test Wu Po again during this period, and while I am at home these few days, if it is really as I guess, it is better to start cultivating it as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Ying Ri could hardly believe his ears. In the past five years, the name of waste has been deeply imprinted in his heart. At this time, Yan Qinglong's words undoubtedly caused a huge wave in Ying Ri's heart. The contemptuous eyes of everyone in Yan's mansion, and even all the people who knew him in Peiwu City, except for a few, did not regard themselves as human beings. If it was as the uncle in front of him said, then his future life would be completely changed.

Ying Ri has always tried his best to make himself happy and to make people around him happy, because he knew that if he wanted to be recognized by others, he had to first get closer to others. He was cheerful on his appearance and lonely on his heart. Everything came from his body that was born to be unable to condense Wu Po!

Pretending to be crazy and forcing a smile is just for others to recognize, for only wanting friends, and for those who can play and play with you. However, no matter what Ying Ri does, he is contemptuous; his contemptuous eyes always accompany him like a shadow. Whenever he sees those eyes, Ying Ri feels unspeakable pain in his heart. Who can know this feeling?

However, now, I may have special power that others do not have. How could Ying Ri not be excited and touched?

"Uncle, what is the hidden power?" Ying Ri couldn't wait to know his physical condition at this time.

"As for you, it is very likely that the special martial spirit only appears in the legendary 80 million people - the strange martial spirit."

When Yan Qinglong said the three words "Extraordinary Martial Soul", a strange light flashed in his shrewd eyes.

"A strange martial spirit, as the name suggests, is a mutated martial spirit. The probability of appearance is one in 80 million. People with mutated martial spirits have extremely irregular awakening time, but on the eve of awakening, there will be strange signs. All strange martial spirits awaken from ancient times to the present are all powerful people in the world, all of which are exceptional!"
Chapter completed!