Chapter 1: My Martial Soul is the Flame Dragon Armor

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"Damn... Where is this? ”

In the antique room, Jiang Fan rubbed his forehead and sat up, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, his eyes were full of confusion.

He remembered that he was still cosplaying armored warriors in the hotel with a female classmate in his prime yesterday, how did he wake up and arrive at such a ghost place?

Am I dreaming?

Or... Am I crossing over?

Traveling to a strange place, Jiang Fan was not afraid, but was extremely excited.

He raised his hand and slapped it down, leaping to his feet.

"Ah!!h But the moment he landed, Jiang Fan screamed miserably.

A hollowed-out feeling of weakness swept through Jiang Fan's body, making him not even have the strength to stand.

"Damn... How could I be so weak? I can't be cut off from my waist, right? Jiang Fan lay on the ground, and there was a wail in his heart.

But at this moment, an unfamiliar memory was transmitted to Jiang Fan's mind, which made him sober up instantly.

"Tianwu Continent, Daluo Heavenly Domain, Cangfeng Dynasty, Linshui County, Qingyan City, Jiang Family."

"At the age of fifteen, he broke through the nine layers of quenching, and the genius young master Jiang Fan, who is famous far and wide, good guy, this is simply my brother's dream character!"

Jiang Fan's heart was extremely excited, and he was even a little fluttering.

After all, genius is better than those who only know how to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

However, with the gradual digestion of the memory, the smile on Jiang Fan's face gradually stiffened and turned into a bitter melon look.

Jiang Fan is the grandson of the head of the Jiang family, born since childhood, practiced martial arts at the age of six, opened the main vein at the age of eight and stepped into the quenching realm, practiced boxing at the age of ten, broke through the triple quenching body at the age of eleven, and can lift a hundred catties of boulder with one hand, learned the sword at the age of thirteen, was proficient in all kinds of weapons, broke through the nine layers of the quenching body at the age of fifteen, and mastered the spirit of the Jiangjiazhen clan "Four Gods Performing Martial Arts" in one fell swoop, becoming the most dazzling existence among the young generation of Qingyan City.

It's a pity that a later accident made this former high-spirited genius boy completely fall to the bottom.

Tianwu Continent, advocating martial arts, majoring in spiritual power, and respecting martial spirits.

The path of martial arts is divided into seven realms, from low to high: quenching the body, refining qi, spiritual sea, Yuan Dan, divine spirit, Tianwu, and Nirvana!

The abilities acquired in each realm are different, and the gap is like a chasm. And the premise of wanting to step into a higher realm is to have a powerful martial soul at the beginning of awakening.

The martial soul is divided into nine grades, one is the lowest, and the nine is the highest, mainly demon beasts, utensils, plants, and elements.

Among them, there are some mutated martial souls and special martial souls, but the number is very small, and there are very few in the entire continent.

Jiang Fan was indeed a genius before, but at the age of sixteen, he awakened a waste martial spirit, and since then he has gradually begun to become decadent.

Not only did he give up martial arts cultivation, but he was also addicted to spending all day long, if it weren't for his grandfather's hard support, I'm afraid Jiang Fan's position as the young master would have been lost.

It's really impermanence in life, and big things include the small intestine.

Now he is in response to that old saying.

The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke, and the clown is by my side.

Sitting up in shock in the dying disease, the clown turned out to be myself!

"Am I really that unlucky?" Jiang Fan smiled bitterly helplessly.

The genius has fallen to this point, it is a tragedy in the world!

"That's not right!"

Suddenly, Jiang Fan's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

According to the settings of those traversers in the novel, he will definitely have a powerful golden finger to help him change his life against the sky.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Fan ignored his physical weakness, climbed to the table in front of the window, and took out the storage ring in the drawer.

According to the description in the memory, this ring is a relic left by Jiang Fan's parents, maybe......

"Senpai, are you in there?"

After taking the ring in his hand, Jiang Fan suddenly felt a touch of anticipation in his heart, and asked tentatively.

However, the ring was silent, and there was no response.

"Do you want me to drip my own blood on it?"

Jiang Fan frowned, but still bit the index finger of his right hand, squeezed out a trace of blood, and dripped it on the ring.

Unfortunately, the ring still didn't react at all.

"Damn, it can't really be a sky collapse with nothing, right?" Jiang Fan's face turned dark, and he couldn't help but scold his mother.

In such a world where martial arts are admired and martial souls are respected, I am a waste martial soul, and without a golden finger, let alone become a peerless powerhouse, I am afraid it is difficult to even protect himself.

After all, Jiang Fan was poisoned before, and he died after only three days.

And because of some kind of coincidence, he crossed into this world and possessed Jiang Fan, who had just died.

Although he has been reborn now, the danger here has not been lifted, if that person finds out that Jiang Fan is not dead, he will definitely find a way to do it again.

"That's it, relying on the mountains and mountains, relying on the sky to fall, or it's more practical to work hard yourself, I don't believe it, with my brother's ingenuity, I can't get rid of this bullshit fate!"

After saying some encouraging words, Jiang Fan was also relieved in his heart.

Hiss!

At this moment, a strange warm current came out from Jiang Fanling Palace, and instantly surged all over the body.

"Damn, this thing... Feeling the abnormality in his body, Jiang Fan was slightly stunned, and then his face changed greatly.

As we all know, the martial soul exists in the spiritual palace in the martial artist's body, that is, the dantian.

And in Jiang Fan's Spirit Palace, an oval-shaped item, similar to a watch, suddenly appeared.

The silver-white case, with a few circles of crimson lines, and the four dragon claws, clenched the dragon-shaped battle light, like a dragon roaring, and the fire was shining.

As a veteran fan of the Armored Warriors, Jiang Fan recognized what it was at a glance.

Isn't this the summoner of the Flame Dragon Armor!

"Good guy, it's really the summoner of the Flame Dragon Armor!"

Feeling the blazing aura contained in it, Jiang Fan's face was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

He thought that God would not be attached to him, but he didn't expect that he would give himself such a big gift.

You must know that the Yanlong Armor can be said to be the most top-notch existence among the five major armors.

Whether it's offensive or defensive, melee or ranged, it's perfect.

If Jiang Fan can control this armor, then he can at least be invincible in the same realm!

"In such a world where martial souls are respected, how can there be no awesome martial souls, how can they attract attention? How do you stand out? How do you find ten or eight girls, cough cough ......"

Jiang Fan licked his chapped lips, and when he thought of the beautiful life in the future, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, and hurriedly summoned the martial spirit.

With a movement of his mind, the summoner of the Yanlong Armor turned into a streamer and appeared on Jiang Fan's left hand.

Flame Dragon Summoner, summoners can use the Flame Dragon Summoner to emit the light energy of fire crystals, and accept the Fire Flame Dragon Armor to become an armored warrior: Flame Dragon Man!

"Flame Dragon Armor, Fit!"

As the ceremonial movements were completed, light burst out from Jiang Fan's body, enveloping his body from the bottom up.

In a moment, the light dissipated, and the muscle outline naturally extended from the skin, and a pair of armor with red as the main tone appeared on Jiang Fan's body.

At the same time, with the appearance of the Yanlong Armor, Jiang Fan felt that the weakness and powerlessness of his previous body were gone in an instant, and it was replaced by a flame-like power, endless, endless!

"It's worthy of the Flame Dragon Armor, just to summon it, it will restore my body to its original state, even stronger than before, if it is used to fight......"

The scorching gaze fell on the martial arts stake that had not been used for a long time not far away.

Jiang Fan took a deep breath, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and swung forward, only to hear a "bang", that is, he broke the wooden stake and smashed it on the wall next to him, making a loud noise.

What a domineering power!

Jiang Fan secretly said, the power of this punch is afraid that it has reached a thousand catties.

Practicing together, at first, it was the realm of quenching the body, which was divided into nine levels.

And the strength limit of a Quenching Realm martial artist is only eight hundred catties, but Jiang Fan's punch is a thousand catties, which is equivalent to the level of a Qi Refining Realm martial artist.

Jiang Fan could imagine that if the magic of this armor martial soul was known to other martial artists, would they vomit three liters of blood on the spot?

Of course, Jiang Fan could only make a little bit of a difference in his heart.

Before you have enough strength, it is very dangerous to expose such a treasure rashly.

The power of the Yanlong armor is too strong, and once it is leaked, it will definitely attract the prying eyes of all parties, and even invite death.

Just as Jiang Fan was thinking about what to do next, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Someone's coming!"

Jiang Fan's expression changed suddenly, and he was about to lift the armor of the Yanlong, but the door had been pushed open, and a young girl hurriedly walked in.

The girl was dressed in black cloth, a standard Jiangfu maid outfit.

Although there is a long scar on the left side of his face, it looks a little hideous.

But the big watery eyes and the upturned nose all show her delicate and lovely appearance.

At this time, the girl was sweating profusely, her cheeks were crimson, and she kept muttering: "The young master has been in a coma for three days, but what happened to the movement just now?" Could it be the young master......"

However, when her worried gaze fell on Jiang Fan, who was wearing Yanlong armor, her eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Ghost ...... Hell! ”

The girl let out an exclamation, quickly covered her mouth, and her body involuntarily took two steps back, but fear still swallowed her consciousness, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, fainting in fright.

"Uh......"

Seeing this sudden situation, Jiang Fan was also a little crying and laughing, did he look so terrible?

However, the Yanlong armor should be classified as a special type of one in a million according to the martial soul of this world, so it is normal for a girl to mistake him for a ghost.

After removing the armor, Jiang Fan stepped forward to close the door, turned around and picked up the girl, looking at the scar on her cheek, Jiang Fan's heart was slightly sour, and he couldn't help but sigh.

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