Chapter 3 Tournaments

After a restless day, Ye Feng lay quietly on the bed and stayed in a daze until the evening, except for cultivating soul qi, this was the only thing he could do.

Outside, the moonlight is sultry, the sound of insects constantly echoes in the air, and the stars are dotted in the night sky, like a peerless painting, dazzling, everything seems so beautiful.

"If only you were still here." Ye Feng sat up and looked out the window quietly, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

Wisps of black soul qi condensed from his hand, gradually forming a long knife, the blade was slender and pitch-black, and even exuded a faint chill.

"Nether......" Ye Feng gently stroked the long knife in his hand, and his eyes showed a little sadness.

This knife is the underworld tool that belongs to Ye Feng, a rare hell-based underworld tool, called the Netherworld.

On the soul platform six years ago, Ye Feng's hell soul qi shocked everyone present, and this nether is the product of the fusion of soul stone and soul qi, the ghost is just a person, there are many kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds, and once formed, they will live forever in the world, unless the holder dies.

The formed spirit will become a part of the holder's soul energy, which can be turned into soul energy and integrated into the person's body, and when needed, it only needs to urge the soul energy in the body to gather qi and form.

And the hell soul qi is superior to any kind of natural soul energy, and its spirit tool is also superior to any other kind of natural spirit energy, in the eyes of others, having this kind of soul energy is like a chosen person, and its future will be limitless.

And Ye Feng ......

The hell system soul qi lifted Ye Feng to the high altar that everyone envied, but at the same time, it also pushed him to the abyss, due to the rarity of the soul qi, its exercises are even rarer, and if you want to get a hell system exercise of your own, you not only need a chance but also need enough financial support, but now Ye Feng can be said to have nothing.

Therefore, even if he had the Hell Soul Qi, if he couldn't get the exercises, it would not be as strong as an ordinary natural system.

Unless, the awakened martial soul comprehends the primary soul technique.

"Martial Spirit ......"

"Ah, why am I so hard."

To awaken a martial soul, not only does it take chance, but it also needs a huge amount of soul energy, and some special martial souls even need special methods.

Because of this, some people have not been able to awaken their martial souls in their lives, and the real reason is not that their soul qi is not enough to awaken their martial souls, but that they have failed to find a way to awaken their martial souls.

Ye Feng turned over and lay on the bed depressedly, wanting to become stronger, these two ways had to be, but each way was enough to discourage him.

However, at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly thought of something again.

Ye Feng's expression was slightly solemn.

"The soul technique is important, but the soul qi is the foundation of the foundation, whether it is strong or not is closely related to the soul breath, as long as there is a huge amount of soul qi support, isn't it just around the corner to become stronger?"

"But I don't leave home on weekdays, I practice sword during the day and practice qi at night, and my soul energy has not increased."

"Alas......" Ye Feng sighed deeply, at this time he was really poor in donkey skills.

"Feng'er?"

Just when Ye Feng had mixed feelings, a man dressed in white smiled and pushed the door in, the man had white hair, but he did not look old, his burly figure and a scar on his face gave people a feeling of extreme ferocity.

"Uncle Bai?"

"Are you here to deliver money again?" Ye Feng looked at the man in front of him helplessly.

And this man is Bai Xue's father Bai Huo, since the incident three years ago, Bai Huo has been taking care of Ye Feng meticulously, in Bai Huo's eyes, Ye Feng is already his own son-in-law.

"How come, how many times have I eaten your closed-door soup, I will be so uninteresting?"

Bai Huo sat on the stool and said slowly, "Today, your sister Biyan has been here. ”

"Sister Yan?" Ye Feng was puzzled, Bi Yan had served as the guard of Izumo City for five years, how could he have time to come to the Bai family when he was busy with official business on weekdays.

Bai Huo poured himself a cup of tea, stared at Ye Feng and said, "Don't you want to know what she told me?" ”

"What can it be, it has nothing to do with me anyway......" Ye Feng waved his hand boringly.

"It has nothing to do with you, but, alas, forget it, since you don't want to know, I don't bother to tell you."

Bai Huo picked up the tea and looked at Ye Feng while drinking.

"Oh, Uncle Bai, don't sell it, tell me what you have to say." Ye Feng pursed his lips helplessly.

"That's right, the empire is going to hold a martial arts competition, specifically for you young children, and its purpose should also be to add some new blood to the empire, and this year's competition will be held in our Izumo City, presided over by your sister Biyan."

"Doesn't this happen every year? Not interested......"

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

Seeing Ye Feng's reaction, Bai Huo got up directly and made a gesture to leave, deliberately raising his voice as he walked, and said regretfully, "Alas, listen to your Sister Biyan, the prize for this competition is a volume of high-level and low-level exercises, and the specific type of exercises depends on the winner, since you are not interested, then forget it, you wasted the qualification given by your sister Biyan." ”

Exercises? High-level and low-level?! Depends on the winner?!!

Hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes widened instantly.

"Wait! Uncle Bai, wait! ”

Ye Feng hurriedly chased forward, but his attitude was diametrically opposite to before, and he followed behind Bai Huo.

"Uncle Bai, the exercise you just talked about? Is it true? ”

"You kid, you still doubt me? That's it...... I'm going to withdraw the spot. ”

Ye Feng hurriedly stopped in front of Bai Huo and said with a hippie smile: "Oh, Uncle Bai, why do you have a lot of knowledge like me?" Besides, if this is returned, wouldn't it cool Sister Yan's heart? Why don't you give it to me, let me show my strengths, in case I win the championship, Uncle Bai, you also have a light on your face, right? Hey. ”

"You kid, I'm quite good at saying, this ring match is not only Izumo City, but also gathers the best in the entire Liuyun Empire, after all, the prize this time is a good thing, and it is possible to enter the empire, such conditions, the people attracted are naturally countless, and the strength is not weak, just you? Can you do it? Bai Huo glanced at Ye Feng contemptuously.

"Oh, Uncle Bai, can't I be wrong, you will give me the quota for the internal qualification?" Ye Feng dragged Bai Huo's sleeve with a dead face.

"It's okay for you, that's it, I've been running around lately, my shoulders, waist, soreness and pain......"

As he spoke, he deliberately pinched his shoulder with his hand.

"Oh, little problem, my massage skills are first-class, hehe." Ye Feng smiled sheepishly.

"Okay, count your kid acquaintance, No, give it to you."

With that, Bai Huo took out a paper from his bosom.

"Three months from now?"

Ye Feng asked with a little puzzled with his participation card.

"For such a big ring match, of course, you have to be prepared, and besides, there are competitors from other places. You still have to think about how to improve your three-legged cat's kung fu in these three months. It's hard to win, don't have too much pressure, just think of it as a kind of training for you. ”

"Uncle Bai, you obviously look down on me, but I also practice swordsmanship every day." Ye Feng pouted and said.

Bai Huo shook his head, but he looked a little melancholy, "It's not that Uncle Bai looks down on you, even if you practice swordsmanship, it's still difficult to win without exercises." If you are a fire-based soul qi, I have a lot of them here, and even intermediate and advanced exercises, you can pick and choose. ”

"But you are a hell-type soul qi, and looking at the entire Liuyun Empire, I am afraid that there is no second person with a hell-type soul qi, let alone exercises......"

"Alas......" Bai Huo sighed helplessly, it's not that he doesn't want to help, but it's really difficult.

"There will always be a way, and I don't want to give up such an opportunity." Ye Feng said.

This is the only hope that you can make yourself stronger at the moment, even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, you have to try it.

"By the way, Uncle Bai, I have something I want to ask ......"

“???”

Bai Huo looked at Ye Feng in confusion, this was the first time Ye Feng had done so.

"Is there anything that can stump you?"

Ye Feng hesitated for a long time and slowly spoke: "Uncle Bai, I admit that I am very weak, and the way to become stronger is nothing more than soul techniques and exercises, but I have nothing to do with these two things. ”

"So?"

"Soul!"

"The martial arts soul technique is important, but it also needs to be supported by enough soul qi, I have been cultivating soul qi since I was five years old, but I haven't seen much increase to this day, Uncle Bai, is it because my cultivation method is wrong?"

Bai Huo's mouth pursed, and he suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, that's it?"

Bai Huo shook his head helplessly.

"The method is right, it's just ......"

"Just?"

Ye Feng stared at Bai Huo in a daze

"A person's soul energy is constantly improving in battle, and if you don't go out all day long, how can your soul energy rise? However, this is just a trivial matter, because the purity of the soul qi is the key to affecting the strength of the soul skill of the exercise, if the soul qi is weak, even if you have inexhaustible soul energy, it will only give the enemy an itch. ”

"That's ...... so"

Ye Feng smirked and touched his head.

"By the way, after so many years, I haven't seen your kid show his soul in front of people, and I don't know what level it is now, let me see."

Bai Huo stared at Ye Feng with a smile, the last time he saw Ye Feng's soul qi was before that accident, since then, Ye Feng stayed at home all day, and occasionally went out and quickly returned to the room, thinking that he was cultivating soul qi.

Ye Feng urged the soul qi in his body, and the dark black soul qi continued to gather in his hand and gradually formed a pitch-black long sword......