readx;? Mo Lin didn't speak, and wanted to turn around and go around, but Zhang Feng suddenly stretched out his arm to stop him, "Kneel!"

"What did you say?" Merlin narrowed his eyes slightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lao Tzu told you to kneel!"

Zhang Feng suddenly slapped Mo Lin in the face: "Your Mojia Village dares to rob the hunting ground with our Zhang family, Lao Tzu will abolish you, the son of the patriarch, first! Kneel!"

There are many disciples around to watch the excitement, the Mo family and the Zhang family have been fighting for many years because of the hunting ground, and many people have heard of the hatred between the two families, and when they saw Zhang Feng bullying Mo Lin again, they all smiled to see how it ended.

Merlin took a deep breath and said, "I have endured you again and again, don't deceive people too much." ”

"It's too much, I'm bullying you, how about it!"

Zhang Feng was enraged and punched him. He is the most mediocre among the disciples of the Zhang family, and he is not often bullied by others on weekdays, but he can't beat the Mo family if he has a little strength, so he can only bully and bully Mo Lin.

But as soon as this punch was half swinged, it was grabbed in the air by Mo Lin's hand, and the fist of his other hand had already smashed into Zhang Feng's nose, directly shattering his nose bone, and blood suddenly gushed out.

Zhang Feng covered his nose and screamed and squatted on the ground, tears and blood and snot dripping down. The people around them were all stupid, they didn't expect this waste who had not awakened the martial soul to dare to fight back, and he actually injured Zhang Feng with one punch.

Although it was a sneak attack, the martial artist who could break through the soul vein was far beyond ordinary people in terms of reaction speed and alertness, how could he succeed?

The severe pain made Zhang Feng suddenly become crazy, in the end, it was a first-level martial artist, he stood up from the ground in pain, and roared: "Merlin, I'm going to kill you!" With the voice, a sharp dagger emitting green light appeared in his hand, it was Zhang Feng's sword dagger martial spirit, and it stabbed into Merlin's chest.

Merlin snorted coldly, stepped back, dodged the dagger, and then rushed forward, his knee slammed against Zhang Feng's stomach, he had already rushed away from the soul vein at this time, his strength and speed were similar to Zhang Feng's, and his experience as a special soldier in his previous life had created his superb martial arts, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, let alone Zhang Feng, even the inner disciples who were proficient in martial arts could not compare with him.

Bang!

After a series of punches and kicks to the top of his knees, Zhang Feng was beaten like a dead leaf in a storm, and he didn't hold on a few times, and even spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground and passed out.

"Warrior, Merlin has become a warrior!"

"He has become a warrior!"

Some people around saw something strange and screamed.

"Impossible, didn't he awaken the martial spirit?"

"Didn't you see the power and speed of his punches? How could a martial artist defeat Zhang Feng!"

The difference between a martial artist and a martial artist is like a cloud, Mo Lin tolerated everywhere at the beginning, firstly, because he had already sprouted his will to die, and secondly, under the gap in the realm, he couldn't beat Zhang Feng at all, this feeling is desperate, but it is the iron law of this world, if you want to live without strength, you have to swallow your anger and hold your tail and be a man.

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Mo Lin looked around and said coldly: "Deceive, don't be too much, leave three points for doing things, ten years in Hedong, ten years in Hexi, whether it will be windy or rainy tomorrow, no one can say." ”

After speaking, Merlin ignored the stunned crowd and walked towards the outside of the martial arts arena.

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The Ruthless Sect is very large, and the disciples of the sect have a special place for cultivation, although Mo Lin did not enter the inner gate, but his father is the village chief of Mojia Village, and he is a former genius, and the sect has prepared an exquisite small courtyard for him as a place to cultivate.

Back at his residence, Mo Lin took a shower first, changed into a set of clean clothes, and then walked towards the martial arts pavilion after filling his stomach indiscriminately.

The martial arts pavilion is an important place in the sect, which stores countless cultivation exercises and martial arts, and the guard of the martial arts pavilion is an old man who is dressed in gray, thin and withered, and looks sick all day long.

The disciples of the sect all called him Elder Sun, although no one had ever seen him show his strength, most people could guess that he must be one of the few elders in the sect, otherwise he would never have been sent to guard such an important place as the Martial Arts Pavilion.

There are many people who come to choose martial arts every day.

Morning is when the crowds are at their highest.

When Merlin walked to the door, there was already a long queue in front of him, he stood at the back of the line with his head bowed and walked slowly, and when he walked next to Sun Lao, the old man suddenly called out to him.

"Stop. ”

Merlin stopped.

"Why haven't I seen you before?" asked Elder Sun lazily.

Mo Lin was secretly frightened, there were thousands of disciples in and out of the Martial Arts Pavilion every day in the Valley of Despair, and this old man could see at a glance that he was a newcomer, and it seemed that he had cultivated to the realm of never forgetting and leaving a voice.

"The disciple has just awakened the martial soul and wants to enter the martial arts pavilion to choose a martial arts, and he also asks the seniors to be accommodating. Merlin saluted politely.

Elder Sun looked Mo Lin up and down, "Release your martial spirit." ”

Mu Yang agreed, his palm flipped over, and the Qingteng Martial Spirit appeared out of thin air.

"It turned out to be a plant-based martial spirit. ”

Someone next to him burst out laughing.

"Another waste martial spirit, no wonder you shrink your head and don't have a face to see people. ”

"It would be nice if it was Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass, a broken mountain vine, what can it do? I think it's good to use it to bundle firewood when chopping wood. ”

"Haha......"

The surrounding disciples did not hide the ridicule and ridicule in their words.

It is no wonder that among the five major martial souls, the plant martial soul is indeed known as the waste martial soul, and the reason is that the other four martial souls have a restraint effect on the plant martial soul, the sharpness of the weapon martial soul can easily cut off the plant martial soul, and the fangs and claws of the beast martial soul can also tear apart the plant martial soul, not to mention the wind, fire, thunder and lightning of the elemental martial soul.

Mo Lin didn't care either, he had already guessed what the reaction of the people around him would be after the release of the martial soul, but after seeing his martial soul, Sun Lao, who was guarding the pavilion, suddenly flashed two fine lights in his eyes, stood up from the chair, and stared at the green vine and couldn't take his eyes off anymore.

"Seniors. ”

Mo Lin's heart tightened when he was looked at by the old man, and he couldn't help shouting, and the disciples in front of the door also saw that the old man's reaction was a little abnormal, and they all held their breath and stared at the green vine in Mu Yang's hand, but they couldn't see anything unusual.

"Impossible, impossible. ”

Old Sun's eyelids slowly drooped, and he sat back in the chair with a muttering hand, bowing and motioning for Merlin to enter the pavilion. The surrounding disciples also had a false alarm, let out a sigh of relief, and went into the pavilion.

"Senior, what kind of martial soul is this, do you know?"

Merlin noticed Sun Lao's reaction and did not leave in a hurry, and asked.

"I thought it was a phantom immortal vine, but it doesn't seem to be. The botanical martial soul is not easy to cultivate, and it takes several times the effort to achieve something, and on the bookshelf in the northwest corner of the first floor, there is a copy of the "Wildfire Knife Method", if you are interested, you can try it. Sun Lao said lightly.

Merlin was overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked him, as a special soldier of the earth who was a human in two lives, he naturally saw that Sun Lao was by no means an ordinary person, and after entering the martial arts pavilion, Merlin went straight to the bookshelf in the northwest corner, and sure enough, he saw the book "Wildfire Knife Method".

The martial arts of the Shanhai Continent are divided into yellow, Xuan, earth, heaven and the legendary saint according to the magnitude of power from low to high. There are six levels of gods, each level is divided into upper, middle and lower grades, the martial arts pavilion of the Ruthless Sect has three layers, the first floor is stored in the lowest level of yellow-level martial arts for the outer disciples to practice, and the second floor is placed in the Xuan-level martial arts, only the inner disciples are eligible to borrow, as for the ground-level martial arts, there is only one set in the Absolute Valley, it is not placed on the third floor but is hidden in a secret place, which is regarded as the treasure of the Zhenzong, and only those who have the qualifications of the heir of the sect master can cultivate.

The "Wildfire Knife Technique" that Sun Lao said was just a yellow-level low-grade martial art, and Mo Lin first took it into his arms, and then looked at other martial arts.

The first-level martial artist who broke through a soul vein could only cultivate the yellow-level lower-grade martial arts because of his physical limitations, and there was nothing to choose for Mo Lin, according to his own preferences, he chose another copy of "Kaishan Fist" and walked out.

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Three days later.

In a secluded forest in the Valley of Despair, a young man in a blue cloth coat was waving his fist violently at a big tree with thick legs.

The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his delicate face showed a touch of joy.

"It seems that the power of this mountain opening fist is not bad, just cultivating to the Dacheng realm can smash the big tree, if you cultivate to the Great Perfection to open the mountain and crack the stone, it is not difficult. ”

The young man was Merlin, looking at the fallen tree, he took a steel knife from the branch next to him, and with a bang, the steel knife came out of its sheath and turned into a cold light and cut at one of the thickest branches of the fallen tree.

The sword light flashed away, the branch broke in an instant and flew into the air, and the disappearing knife light suddenly bloomed into thousands of fiery red knife flowers, facing the flying branch, countless snorts converged into one, and the branches and emerald green leaves in mid-air were cut into hundreds of pieces and scattered on the ground in a few seconds, like a rain of green flowers.

Merlin did not stop, but cut off another branch and lifted it into the air, and in less than half an hour, a large tree was left with a bare trunk, surrounded by debris of branches and leaves.

This is the strongest sword of the "Wildfire Knife Method" that Merlin has newly learned-Burning the Sky.