Chapter 52: I punch a monster with one punch!
"It is said that the luan and the phoenix sing together, could it be the wind-attribute Qingluan beast soul that resides in the Guangling Divine Bow martial soul?" Xuanzi said his guess.
"Wind assists fire, and it does have the effect of complementing each other. If it can be combined into a martial soul fusion skill, it will definitely be very powerful!"
"Of course, it may also be an ice attribute, and the opposite attribute is in a certain Under certain circumstances, martial soul fusion skills can also be formed.”
I am just a child, I have little education and don’t understand anything. Minghui remained silent and left the stage to the seniors.
After all, most of the people present were old classmates of his parents. Under the public gaze, as a junior, he still had to pay attention to his propriety.
Identity limits his performance!
“If you let the two children call out their martial arts souls now, wouldn’t they know exactly which two attributes are attracting each other?” Cai Meier suggested with a smile, “Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so it’s just a good time for everyone to see the little ones. Hui's unprecedented three-attribute martial spirit. "
Let's just say hello to the two children. She said in her heart.
She and her husband still have no children, but they really treat Ma Xiaotao as a daughter and have always taken her seriously.
"Not bad, not bad!" Yan Shaozhe answered according to the situation, increasing his presence and saving the face he had just lost.
"Mingchen, Qingyi, we haven't seen each other for many years. It's hard for you to come here today. Why don't you stay and have a meal with us and get together?"
"It's still early at noon. Let's take a look at Xiaohui's martial spirit first to see if the two children's martial arts are really pulling. After that, I will let Xiao Tao Let’s take Xiaohui and Le Xuan around the inner courtyard to get familiar with the environment.”
“We, the older generation, can chat among ourselves so that the children won’t feel uncomfortable around us, right?” >
"Okay." Qingyi nodded without thinking. It happened that she also wanted to talk to Yan Shaozhe about the Sun and Moon Empire, so she lowered her head and looked at her son.
"Hui'er, call out your Guangling Divine Bow martial spirit and show it to the elders."
"Okay, mom." Minghui nodded obediently.
Hearing this, Zhang Lexuan and several elders present wisely stepped back to make room for the two of them.
Ma Xiaotao stood there, looking curiously at the little boy in front of him who was a lot shorter than him.
Then he saw the opponent raise his right hand and make a gesture of making a virtual grip. The next second, a white light flashed in the palm of his hand. A large bow with a strange shape was suddenly held in the palm of his hand, followed by an extremely cold air flowing out.
It was only the end of February at this time, the air temperature was not high, and Poseidon Island was surrounded by lakes. The lake breeze blew a lot of cool water vapor ashore. There will be a sudden encounter with the extremely cold air. From the center of Minghui's body, snowflakes will instantly start flying within three meters around him.
Same as localized snow.
“It’s really the ultimate ice!” Yan Shaozhe’s pupils shrank sharply.
“The temperature is too low!” Xuanzi was surprised.
“I have been to the far north, and the temperature in the core area there is not so low.”
Speaking of this, his expression condensed slightly, "There is also a gap between extremes. To put it bluntly, the so-called ultimate martial soul is just a martial spirit that far exceeds similar martial souls in a certain ability. It is named to distinguish it. If it is said to be 90 points, it is already It's the ultimate, then Xiaohui."
"In my opinion, there is still 97 without 98."
The remaining two points are just for fear of the young man being proud.
No wonder he had to be sent to the Noumenon Sect to practice the transition to the Noumenal Martial Spirit. If the extreme ice of this level were to explode with cold energy, Minghui might die suddenly on the spot with his small body due to congenital organ failure. Ordinary means cannot solve the problem, so we have to find another way.
“Fortunately, Xiaohui also awakened another martial spirit.” Xian Liner also wanted to understand the key and couldn’t help but sigh.
Xuanzi turned to look at Qingyi and his wife, and said bluntly: "Thanks to the deep foundation of your Qing family, you have enough resources to help Xiaohui recuperate, otherwise it would be a big trouble."
"No way. Needless to say, it’s a miracle that this child survived!”
“Brother Chen and I hardly slept a good night during that time,” Qingyi sighed. "Fortunately, little Huiji's body has not been in any condition since he was born. Otherwise, I would have had to take the risk of holding the child and asking Mr. Mu for help."
Bathing in the Golden Ancient Tree The overflowing vitality even allowed Mr. Mu to use the golden ancient tree to activate the Poseidon's Light, which was at least effective in solving the problem of organ failure. But it was too far, and the child was still too young at the time, and she didn't dare to take the risk.
Fortunately, she relied on family resources to slowly recover, so she gave up the idea.
Shrek Academy’s favors are not so easy to owe. If it had been three thousand years ago, when Shrek Academy had not yet established the Poseidon Pavilion, she would have sent the child there as soon as possible without hesitation and lived directly next to the golden ancient tree. But in the current Shrek Academy, she doesn't want to involve her family too much unless necessary, especially since Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the contemporary martial arts department, is still a scammer!
"It's too far, and the risk is not small." Xian Lin'er's comforting voice came, "Qingyi, it's been difficult for you these years."
"Now it seems that all this is It’s worth it, isn’t it?” Qingyi smiled.
Xian Liner also smiled, nodded slightly, and continued to look forward.
Within sight, Ma Xiaotao had already summoned the martial spirit to complete the possession.
"It doesn't seem to be of ice nature." She sensed it for a moment and shook her head slightly.
But she was shocked inside. Her martial soul fire attribute was completely suppressed, and the feeling was extremely obvious.
Minghui, who was standing opposite, heard the words and without delay, summoned the Qingluan beast soul residing in the martial soul with a thought.
With a "chirp" sound, Qingluan turned into blue light and rushed out with a roar, then revealed his body, blowing up large snowflakes and soaring up to the sky.
"Qingyi, Xiaohui's beast soul is probably no less powerful than your martial soul's innate strength." Xian Lin'er said in surprise.
Several old classmates nodded slightly to show their agreement.
“That’s it!” Ma Xiaotao’s eyes lit up, looking a little excited.
My heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and I felt like something was rushing out of my body.
The Qingluan in the air also seemed to sense it. It turned in the air and swooped down, flapping its wings and hovering above Ma Xiaotao's head.
From time to time, it makes a low cry, as if calling for something.
As the host, Minghui simultaneously sensed an inexplicable throbbing, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
As a part of the martial soul, the Qingluan Beast Soul itself is also a part of his body. According to Senior Gui Li from the Noumenon Sect, whose martial soul is his own soul, the martial soul is transformed by part of the soul, soul power and vitality of the soul master. Therefore, from a certain perspective, this beast soul is equivalent to a special organ in his body.
Qingluan was excited at this time, and he couldn't help but be excited.
I said, you must have fallen in love with Ma Xiaotao’s martial spirit at first sight, right?
Have you ever asked me about this body host?
Minghui doesn't like the feeling of being emotionally affected by his own martial spirit.
In his opinion, this is a manifestation of insufficient control over his martial soul and insufficient cultivation.
Compared with beauty, he still cares more about his own strength, because only his strength truly belongs to him. In addition, to be honest, the power of the T0 version in his previous life has already cast a shadow on him, a young man who has not even entered the love market.
It is the strong strength that makes him feel more secure.
Men should stand up and fall in love instead of lying on the floor licking. If he encounters a little fairy unfortunately, in this world where the strong are respected, as long as his fist is big enough, he believes that 99% of the troubles can be solved.
I punch a monster with one punch!
Thinking like this, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
The next second, the figure of Qingluan hovering in the air suddenly paused, and then like an old monk who had an epiphany and escaped into Buddhism, he turned around without a trace and swooped towards the Guangling God in Minghui's hand. The bow turned into a ball of blue light on the way, which went straight into the martial soul and disappeared.
(End of this chapter)