After returning to the residence, Zhang Heng recalled the faces of those people before, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chest, as if there was an unknown force in his body that was about to explode.

Zhang Heng just wanted to get up and return to the room, but suddenly his eyes went black and he fainted. It's just that what Zhang Heng didn't know was that just after he fainted, a long sword emitting black gas slowly appeared from his body and was suspended above him.

This is Zhang Heng's awakened first-class martial soul, sword martial soul. The entire long sword was extremely black, and a faint black qi continued to emanate from the sword body, forming a black vortex in the sky above Zhang Heng, and a powerful suction force suddenly bloomed, which looked extremely weird.

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Early the next morning.

A ray of sunlight sprinkled on Zhang Heng's face through the window, Zhang Heng's brows couldn't help but stir, and he slowly opened his eyes. Zhang Heng stood up and carefully observed his body, and did not find anything wrong, but he obviously felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable power in his body.

Zhang Heng shook his head slowly, threw out the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and then pushed the door and came out to the courtyard.

Zhang Heng spread his arms and enjoyed the sunshine. At this moment, Zhang Heng, after yesterday's short period of backwardness, finally regained his confidence, even if his martial soul is just a waste martial soul in the eyes of others, but the martial arts are all the way, kneeling in heaven to reward diligence.

Zhang Heng firmly believes that as long as he puts in enough effort, God will not let him down like this. Moreover, in the past martial arts, it is not impossible for people to achieve a powerful body by abandoning martial souls, and they were once known as Wanjun Emperor, but at first they were just a person who awakened the first-class martial soul of the human rank.

Just as Zhang Heng was about to take a look at what was so special about his martial soul, a hurried knock on the door suddenly sounded. Zhang Heng frowned, he really couldn't think of anyone who would remember him now.

The door opened, and a tall young man came into view, and when he saw Zhang Heng who opened the door, the young man couldn't help but show a simple smile. This person is Zhang Heng's childhood friend, Zhang Quan.

"Zhang Quan, why are you here?"

Seeing that this former friend was not estranged from him because of yesterday's incident, Zhang Heng was still very happy in his heart. I'm afraid that the matter of awakening and abandoning the martial soul has already spread in the Zhang family, and those people in the Zhang family should be afraid of themselves. But Zhang Quan's appearance still made Zhang Heng feel comforted to some extent.

"Khan, can't I come to you if it's okay?" Zhang Quan finished saying with a smile, walked into the courtyard with a big grin, and then looked at Zhang Heng and said with a little encouragement: "Brother, don't be discouraged." Although it is only a human-level martial soul, as long as you practice diligently, you will still become a martial arts powerhouse, I believe in you!"

"Thank you. Hearing this, Zhang Heng was indescribably moved in his heart.

"By the way, today is the day when martial arts are open, and I came to you to see if there are any martial arts that are suitable for you. ”

Zhang Quan patted Zhang Heng's shoulder and said with a smile.

"yes, okay. Then you wait for me first, and I'll clean up and come. After speaking, Zhang Heng walked towards the house. It's just that what Zhang Heng didn't pay attention to was that when he turned his back to Zhang Quan, the smile on Zhang Quan's previous face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a sneer.

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Martial arts, as the name suggests, is a special skill used by martial artists, on the Tianyuan Continent, martial arts and martial souls are the same as the hierarchy, after the induction of the predecessors, martial arts are divided into four levels, heaven and earth Xuanhuang.

And each level of martial arts is seen, and there are also three levels, upper, middle and lower, among them, the upper grade of the heavenly rank is the most, and the lower grade of the yellow rank is the second.

At this time, Zhang Heng and Zhang Quan had also come to the Zhang Family Martial Arts Pavilion. The Zhangjia Martial Arts Pavilion is divided into three layers, the first layer is some exercises for cultivation introductory, suitable for those who are new to cultivation. The second layer is the place where the Yellow Rank martial arts are the mainstay. As for the third layer, it is generally not open to the disciples of the Zhang family, and those who can enter the third layer are only qualified by those who are in power in the Zhang family.

On the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, Zhang Heng's figure was constantly shuttling between the rows of antique bookshelves, and the bookshelves were all some low-grade martial arts of the yellow rank, with Zhang Heng's current strength, he could only cultivate martial arts of this level.

After reading four or five martial arts books in a row, Zhang Heng couldn't help but shake his head, and for a while, Zhang Heng didn't find a martial art suitable for his cultivation. Just as he put the martial arts in his hand back on the shelf, a dusty, somewhat tattered martial art appeared in his sight.

With curiosity, Zhang Heng reached out and took down this martial art, carefully opened it, and a few big characters instantly came into view.

"Fire Flame Fist! Xuanjie low-grade martial arts, one punch to break the boulder, two punches to shake the mountains and rivers, three punches to move the world! Cultivation is a great achievement, you can cut off the enemy's vitality with one punch and kill everything. ”

Seeing the above introduction, Zhang Heng didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Not to mention the power of this martial art for the time being, just the four words of Xuan Rank Inferior can shock him in his heart. As the previous head of the Zhang family, he clearly knew that the strongest martial art of the Zhang family was the Flame Cross Knife, which only the head of the family could cultivate, and the level of this martial art was only a mid-level martial art.

As if he felt that he had picked up a treasure, Zhang Heng looked around, and after finding that there was no one around, he took the martial arts into his arms and left the martial arts pavilion in a hurry.

Back in the room, Zhang Heng couldn't wait to start studying the introduction of this martial art. After reading it briefly, Zhang Heng put away his martial arts and sighed sincerely: "Xuan-level martial arts are really extraordinary, if I can comprehend the true meaning, then my combat power will definitely be doubled!"

Night, behold, descends. Most of the people in the Zhang family fell asleep. Only a bright white moon hung high in the sky.

"Whoosh~"

A black figure burst out of Zhang Heng's room, galloping straight in the direction of Zhang's back mountain, and after a while, he came to a dense forest. And this person is Zhang Heng!

After looking around and making sure that there was no one around, Zhang Heng found a rock and sat down cross-legged. I couldn't help but start recalling what I saw on that martial art today. After all, this is the first martial art he has learned.

Half an hour passed, and Zhang Heng, whose eyes were tightly closed, opened his eyes suddenly, and a flash of light flashed. I saw Zhang Heng's right fist clenched, and the power in his body continued to converge towards his fist, and then he screamed at a boulder not far in front of him.

"Fire Fist! Smash the boulder with one punch!"

A faint energy fluctuation flashed on Zhang Heng's fist, but the boulder in front of Zhang Heng only trembled slightly a few times, and then there was no movement.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng shook his head with some disappointment, but he was not discouraged in his heart, and started his second attempt. Martial arts are not so easy to be cultivated and controlled by others, only the hardships that others can't endure can only be done with diligent practice and perseverance.

Zhang Heng worked tirelessly, condensing the power in his body over and over again to hit the boulder in front of him, and slowly, the movement generated by the boulder became bigger and bigger. It wasn't until the strength in his body had been exhausted and he was about to lie down that Zhang Heng stopped his movements and breathed his body.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what. At the moment when Zhang Heng ran the exercises, he clearly felt that his body was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the spiritual power around him. Under the operation of the exercises, the majestic spiritual power continued to flow in Zhang Heng's body.

In just an instant, Zhang Heng's exhausted spiritual power was actually recovered. Ignoring his changes at this time, Zhang Heng hit his attention on the boulder in front of him, and waved the fist again and again just like just now.

After the failure, he resumed his pranayama here, and so on, and so on, and repeatedly, Zhang Heng didn't know that he had swung his fist at this boulder for the first time at this time.

"Fire Fist! Smash the boulder with one punch!"

With Zhang Heng's loud voice, a strong wave continued to flash on Zhang Heng's fist, and then headed towards the place where the boulder was.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and in Zhang Heng's dull gaze, the boulder in front of him made a clicking sound. Immediately after, cracks spread on the boulder.

"Boom!"

Another explosion sounded, and with Zhang Heng's unremitting efforts, this rock-like boulder was finally shattered by him and scattered around him.

"Xuan-level martial arts!