Chapter 4 Martial Spirit Awakening
“Hello everyone, I am the deacon in charge of this Martial Spirit Awakening Ceremony. Please line up and enter in an orderly manner.”
“Things Without further ado, the awakening of the martial spirit begins now.”
A gray-haired old man presided over this ceremony of awakening the martial spirit.
Today is a big annual event. All school-age children around six years old here will come here to awaken their martial spirits.
Therefore, a long queue is inevitable. The accompanying persons need to go to the spectator area to watch. Most of them are the parents of the children. They look at their children eagerly and hope that their children can become soul masters.
Soon the ceremony began.
"Martial Soul Tiger, innate soul power level two."
"Martial Soul Scythe, innate soul power level one."
"Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, innate soul power Soul power zero level.”
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Looking at the martial arts of others, Quan Yi was also thinking silently.
“It seems that the beast martial soul has a greater chance of awakening the innate soul power.”
“However, my father’s and mother’s martial souls are both very powerful martial souls. Which one should be awakened? It’s not a bad thing.”
The martial soul awakening ceremony is faster than expected. The queue in front was shrinking rapidly, and soon it was Quan Yi's turn.
The deacon of Wuhun Palace noticed this young man from the beginning. He stood out from the crowd and it was difficult not to notice him.
"Are you really six years old?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes, Master Soul Master. I just celebrated my sixth birthday a few days ago."
"Well, come in. I'll help you awaken your martial soul."
Quan took a big step forward and walked into the hexagonal formation. With the infusion of soul power, the formation began to emit golden light, forming a pale golden light shield that enveloped Quan Yi.
From the black stone, a large number of golden light spots appeared, shining extremely.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Quan Yi. At this time, the number of light points in the circle was astonishing, dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people. Quan Yi's parents have opened their eyes with excitement. This is a sign of awakening a powerful martial spirit.
At this time, Quan Yi was completely unaware of the surrounding sights. His energy was concentrated inside his body. As the light spots entered his body, he felt a warm breath flowing through his body.
This breath resonates with Quan Yi's whole body. Quan Yi can feel that the energy in his whole body is constantly converging on his hands under the guidance of this breath.
Suddenly, Izumi raised his hands subconsciously. In an instant, his eyes were filled with fiery red, and his hands burst into flames. But the incredible thing was that Izumi couldn't feel the heat.
On the contrary, the deacon of Wuhun Palace standing in front of him felt the heat wave, which made him narrow his eyes unconsciously.
However, the flames quickly dissipated. The martial spirit also revealed its true appearance.
The Wuhun is a gauntlet, a steel gauntlet worn by medieval knights, but it fits the hand better and does not feel bloated. The martial soul was dark in color as a whole, completely covering the hands and forearms. But the surface of the gauntlet is covered with dark red flame patterns, and there is a sun-shaped red pattern on the back of the hand. If you look closely, you can find that the flame patterns are emanating from this circular sun.
Red and black, low-key and luxurious, the gauntlet is not like equipment, but more like a work of art created by a craftsman. After staring for a long time, Quan Yi felt as if his spirit was absorbed by the martial spirit, unable to extricate himself, giving people a dangerous feeling.
While Quan Yi was still admiring his martial spirit, the deacon quickly urged Quan Yi. Picking up the soul power test crystal in his hand, he walked quickly to Quan Yi.
"Child, you first use your mind to take back the martial spirit, and then put your hand on the spar."
The deacon of Wuhun Hall is very excited now. He has a hunch that this child must be a rare genius. , if he could introduce him to Wuhun Palace, he would have made a great contribution. Quanyi heard the call of the deacon and reluctantly looked away from his martial spirit.
Watching Quan Yi from a distance, his parents held each other's hands tightly, sweating uncontrollably on their hands.
With everyone looking expectantly, Quan Yi stretched out his big hand and pressed heavily on the blue crystal stone.
The spar shines brightly and shines with dazzling light.
"Okay, okay, it's innate full soul power."
The first voice that came was Quanyue's voice, and he shouted excitedly. Su Ling'er, who was on the side, could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes. She excitedly slapped Quan Yue and showed off to the people around her.
"That's my son. My son is born with full soul power." Su Ling'er knew very well what kind of efforts Quan Yi had put in in the past four years. At this point, Su Ling'er cried with joy and felt proud of her son.
Quan Yi turned his head to look at his parents. Seeing their appearance, Quan Yi could not hold back the joy and excitement in his heart at this moment, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.
Quan Yi ran to his parents excitedly and hugged them tightly. His inner gratitude was beyond words.
My father, who has always been cheerful, also had tears in his eyes.
When the deacon of Wuhun Palace saw Quan Yue, his pupils shrank and he sighed secretly: "It turns out that he is the son of Kuang Fist and Lie Yangshi. No wonder he can give birth to such a genius son. What a pity, it seems that this child We have no chance to meet Wuhun Palace."
Quan Yue hugged his wife and children with his slender arms, suppressing the joy in his heart, and said calmly: "Let's go home and wait until we get home. "
Quanyi and Su Ling'er realized that this is the Wuhun Palace and they should not stay too long. The family walked out of Wuhun Hall in the envious eyes of the people around them.
At night, the Quan family’s territory is brightly lit.
All the Quan family members gathered around the bonfire, laughing and drinking, drinking and drinking. Everyone is celebrating Quan Yi.
In the past, Quan Yi was immersed in exercise, and in order to keep it secret, he rarely appeared in front of family members. Therefore, everyone has been curious about Quan Yi for a long time. I didn’t expect that the first time it came into everyone’s sight, it would bring such shocking news.
“This is the first time I have seen a man born with full soul power.”
“With the young master here, won’t our Quan family have to reach a higher level in the future?”
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"Yes, this is innate soul power, and our Quan family may have a titled Douluo."
Everyone's hearts are full of expectations for the future. In this way, Quan Yi consolidates the Quan family's family. Cohesion.
The protagonist of this banquet sat stiffly in the middle of the banquet, silently eating the soul beast meat dishes placed in front of the table.
Looking at his father chatting enthusiastically with his tribe in the distance, Quan Yi sighed helplessly.
"Today is a good day, why are you sighing?" Su Ling'er couldn't stop the smile on her face at this time, immersed in the atmosphere of celebration.
"Mother, I have never heard that there will be a banquet tonight. When did my father prepare these things? Shouldn't I study my martial arts carefully now? Besides, if I haven't awakened... What to do with the soul power? "
"There is no rush to study Wuhun tomorrow. As the son of the clan leader, he should also get to know his clan members well. His father has spent a lot of time for this dinner. After all the hard work, the clan members initially thought it was a clan gathering, you just need to enjoy this dinner," Su Ling'er explained gently.
Looking at the laughter and laughter in front of him, Quan Yi felt a deeper sense of identification with his family.
Suddenly, Quan Yi looked at Quan Yue. Perhaps Quan Yue wanted to unite his family through this banquet. I didn't expect that my father's rough and arrogant appearance would hide such a delicate thought.
Quan Yi stopped thinking about Wuhun and began to enjoy the dinner.
(End of chapter)