Chapter 68 Success
Helian Mo held the judge's pen in his hand and recalled some things in Jiangnan back then.
At that time, he was still young, of course, he is not old now, but at that time, he must have been younger than now, with a flourishing style and enthusiasm.
One day, a young man came to challenge Helian's family.
The Helian family has never lacked challengers, young people who want to become famous overnight always regard the Jiangnan Helian family as the object of their challenge, some people succeed and leave as they wish, and some people fail and never leave.
It was raining, drizzling, and the young man's robe was wrapped around his body like snakeskin.
Helian Mo couldn't remember his appearance for a long time, but he only remembered that he had about seven or eight layers of strength.
Fifteen or sixteen years old, seven or eight layers of supplementation, good strength.
At that time, Helian Mo only had seven or eight layers of replenishment.
A kid who has seven or eight layers of body repair, naturally it is impossible to attract the attention of the Helian family, as for the challenge, it is like a joke, but Helian Mo does not take it as a joke, and he accepts the challenge.
Everyone said that he was stupid, such a challenge, winning is a matter of course, no one will sing the praises of your greatness because you defeated an unknown opponent, and if you lose, it is the end of the century, people will say that on a rainy day in a certain year and month, the eldest son of the Helian family lost to a boy who made up for seven or eight layers.
Helian Mo didn't want to lose, so he was well prepared, but the preparation was only for himself.
Just like this time against the litmus test, he knows nothing about his opponent.
What is Martial Soul?
What martial arts are you good at?
Whether he possessed some peculiar skills, he didn't know.
It was the first time he had fought, and he had come to the ruined temple behind the mountain alone, and he remembered that it was old and dusty, and even the shrine was covered with cobwebs, and the Buddha statue was missing two ears.
The young man who challenged came out from behind the Buddha statue with missing ears, and the two fought.
The fight was fierce - to be honest, Helian Mo had forgotten the process of the fight, and only remembered that the fight was fierce, and it was the first time he fought.
Everyone has a first time, and the first time is very jerky, but Helian Mo didn't show the first jerkiness.
He is like a battle-hardened veteran who has relied on experience to overcome his opponents.
This was the process of Helianmo's first fight, and from then on, he embarked on the road of no return to the king of Jiangnan fighting.
People are afraid of him, afraid that he will fight with them, they are afraid of losing, and in the face of a madman who cannot be killed, and who comes to challenge again and again, the final result can only be losing.
It's just a matter of how long you can hold on.
One month
Two months
In Helian Mo's memory, no one could last more than three months, and the strongest opponent he encountered was a martial artist in the Huayuan period, ten years older than him, and he was also a young man, but he was younger, and the youth was a little too much.
At that time, he was only eighteen years old, and he had cultivated to replenish his body and complete his life, but he relied on the excellent combat skills brought by the War Beast Martial Spirit to defeat the opponent of the Transformation Yuan Period.
He challenged this opponent for a total of two months, every day.
After defeating his opponent, he entered the Huayuan period, and at the same time, the news came that he was expelled from Jiangnan by his family.
Heartache?
Probably not.
Maybe leaving is just a relief for him, removing the heavy shackles, and he doesn't have to face those complicated things anymore.
The family was finally out of his consideration, but at that time, he had a feeling of loss.
Freedom and loss of home, that's what it feels like.
With a flash of his eyes, Helian Mo regained his clarity, and he suddenly realized that he was standing in the test ring of the Qingzhu Sect, and he was not facing an enemy, but a touchstone.
At this point, the traces on the touchstone have completely disappeared, and the stone surface has been restored to a smooth and new look.
Very good, the judge's pen came out, the war beast appeared, and an unprecedented sense of pleasure wandered all over his body, making him can't help but roar.
At this moment, his eyes were red, like the eyes of a war beast, which had become his eyes, and there was an ancient murderous aura surging on his body;
"Ninefold Fit! The second Ninefold Fit!" the people in the audience exclaimed, they never thought that in a Qingzhu Sect's outer gate competition, they would be able to meet two martial artists with the Ninefold Fit Beast Martial Soul in a row.
The wind blew quietly, gently raising the hair on Liu Qingfu's forehead, hiding the shocked face for the time being.
Even she didn't expect that in the test she presided over, there would be two martial artists with the Ninefold Fit Beast Martial Soul.
Oh my God! What's going on! Could it be the beginning of the prosperity of my Qingzhu Sect?
Even in some fifth- and sixth-grade sects, it is very rare for two martial souls to appear in a row to reach the ninefold compatibility degree; cultivation can be improved, and martial arts can be learned and proficient, but the talent of martial souls cannot be asked for or learned.
Liu Qingfu's gaze couldn't help but fall on Han Chuang.
Things gather like and people are grouped, Han Chuang can actually mix with this kind of martial artist, then he-
Isn't that terrifying?
A wisp of inexplicable and obscure sadness flashed across Liu Qingfu's face, as if the little Hanzi in her memory was leaving her and gradually moving away.
Han Chuang didn't notice Liu Qingfu's abnormality, just looked at Helian Mo in the ring, who was glowing with divine might, nodded quietly, and said to Lin Ping beside him: "He has improved again, I didn't expect him to be able to improve his talent." β
Lin Pinggujing Bubo's face flashed with a faint envy, and said, "I didn't expect that his luck was too good." β
Han Chuang's jade-like face smiled slightly, and said lightly: "It's not luck, it's heart." β
"Heart?" Lin Ping nodded as if he didn't understand.
"It's the heart. β
Han Chuang glanced at him, took the Deep Sea Ironwood Sword in the palm of his hand, and stroked it carefully, as if caressing his own skin.
Lin Ping's complexion changed, and he glanced at the knife in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
Han Chuang smiled slightly, put away the sword, and said: "It's the heart, every martial artist has his own original martial arts heart, and if you grasp it, you can make your martial arts go further." β
He took a long breath and sighed, "It's just that I didn't expect Helian Mo to have this kind of luck and improve his talent? β
The reason why talent is called talent is that it is given by heaven and is predestined when a person is born.
It's like Han Chuang's predecessor taking the Broken Intestine Grass, the Broken Intestine Grass can only condense the martial soul, and you need to have the martial soul seed in your body to condense it, and make something out of nothing, that's not good.
Helian Mo raised the fit of the war beast martial soul to nine folds, although it was not out of nowhere, but it was also a real improvement in talent, and this improvement even made him directly promoted from an ordinary genius to a peerless genius, compared to Lin Jiangxue, who had a double extreme martial soul, it was not worse at all.
Looking at the crazy expressions of the many warriors in the field, you can know how envious and jealous they are.
After allβ
Martial Soul β
That's the essence of a martial artist.
Han Chuang glanced at Lian Gongzi who was hidden in the crowd, and even in the eyes of this Lian Gongzi of the Western Regions, who had always shown his eyes above the top, he couldn't help but show a look of horror.
Helianmo's performance was so unexpected.
In the ring
Helian Mo has entered a state of emptiness, his eyes are empty, and the hollow in the middle, the audience and even the ring, as if they no longer exist, in his eyes, there is only the enemy standing in front of him.
It was the same young man he had fought for the first time, and he was smiling, smiling sarcastically and coldly, just like the first expression he had on his face from behind the Buddha statue.
"The eldest son of the Helian family, but that's it. β
Helian Mo still remembered this sentence, he remembered it vividly, he would not forget the mocking face, even if the face itself was blurred, but the feeling was unforgettable.
Wrath!
Unspeakable anger!
Unforgettable anger!
The instinct of anger drove the two judge's pens in his hand, and conjured up a brilliant and eye-catching phantom in the air.
Bamboo, wood and stone inscriptionββ
The original elegant and elegant martial arts, but when he used it, it was full of tyrannical aura, which was an aura that shattered everything and tore everything.
With a flash of white light, his arms staggered upward, stabbing towards the touchstone, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.
Without giving people any time to react, or even to give them any space to raise reaction time, they stabbed away so flatly, and the two judge's pens turned into two white lights in the air.
I only heard a "crackling" sound, and in the clear sky, a lightning bolt suddenly appeared, like the roar of heaven, and chiseled into everyone's hearts.
"What's that? It's incredible!"
It's not that they haven't seen exquisite stabbing kung fu, but most of them will only be addicted to tedious and exquisite, like works of art, but they have never thought that there is a kind of stabbing kung fu that is so domineering.
The white light was inserted into the body of the touchstone, and as soon as it passed, there was no condensation, if there was a person in front of Helian Mo, this person was already dead, and the true yuan was introduced into his body through the tip of the pen, completely shattering his internal organs.
Under the trend of war beasts and martial spirits, the kung fu of the thorn hole can also produce devastating destructive power.
The phantom fell, Helian Mo returned to normal, looking at the touchstone that was pierced by himself, he scratched his head a little shyly, at this time, he showed a smirk similar to that of the big black bull, but anyone could see that the giggle was a disguise.
A smile appeared on Han Chuang's handsome face, but the faces of the others were only terrifying.
Looking at the small but obvious two eyelets in horror, they couldn't have imagined that during the transformation period, someone could penetrate the touchstone.
What a skill!
In fact, these people also think highly of Helian Mo, if it weren't for the power that exploded when the martial soul fit was promoted to the ninth level, he would not have pierced the touchstone.
Such a scene is the result of the right time, place, and people, but one is incomparable, it can occur once, but it is impossible to appear a second time.
At this moment, Helian Mo was really embarrassed, he didn't know if the touchstone that had been pierced could be restored, so he could only pretend to be a smirk and say, "Do you want me to pay for it?"
Liu Qingfu raised her eyebrows and stared at him fiercely, a pair of apricot eyes seemed to pierce his body.
"Compensation?" she raised her tone suddenly, and then suddenly her apricot face flew down, lowered her tone, and said softly: "How can you make you pay it? You underestimate the touchstone, let alone the hole, even if you split it in half, it can be restored." β
When Helian Mo heard this, he immediately burst out laughing: "I'm relieved, I thought this thing couldn't be recovered? But to be honest, why is it so weak." β
Helian Mo, who swept away the gloom in his heart, began to speak freely, "To be honest, I haven't used all my strength, if I use all my strength, hehe-"
The words are not finished, but this "hehe" sound is annoying enough.
Liu Qingfu glanced at him with disgust, and thought, "If you continue to talk about it, I don't know what to say, so it's better to let you leave quickly." So he cleared his throat and said businesslikely: "Okay, Helianmo, you have passed, you can leave." β
"I passed?" he said, pointing to his nose with a look of unfinished business, "Can you try again?"
"You!"
Liu Qingfu was about to burst out, and at the last moment, she resisted her impulse and said with a sneer: "I advise you to leave." She had already made up her mind that if this guy didn't leave, let him see how good she was.
Helian Mo was not a king of fighting, and immediately felt something, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll leave now, I'll leave." "Step out of the ring, jump out of the ring, and then in the laughter of the crowd, it seems that you have to run away.
Liu Qingfu smiled, stood up, and said loudly: "Next, who will be next." β
Han Chuang walked into the ring with a smile and said, "I'll come." β