Chapter 8 Martial Spirit Evolution
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Pan Shi Kai Hua
Chapter 8 Martial Spirit Evolution
Swish!
Ning Haoran's combat experience is much richer than Ye Feng's. Seeing Ye Feng disappear from sight, Ning Haoran didn't turn his head, and the spirit ring under his feet instantly lit up.
"Magic wolf raid." I saw Ning Haoran speeding up instantly, as if he was teleporting, he jumped forward in an instant, making Ye Feng's attack miss.
"Demon wolf raid, is this an attacking soul skill?" Ye Feng stopped what he was doing when the attack failed, and asked Ning Haoran curiously.
"Hehe, Junior Brother Ye Feng, you'll know if you try it!" As soon as the words fell, Ning Haoran's body suddenly moved, and he rushed towards Ye Feng.
The speed was so fast and ruthless that for a while, Ye Feng almost couldn't react.
At the critical moment, he flapped his wings suddenly, kicked his feet, and jumped back, narrowly dodging Ning Haoran's wolf's claws.
Even though he dodged the attack, Ye Feng was still in a cold sweat. The sharp wolf claws almost touched his nose just now. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have almost lost his appearance.
"Ding, your martial soul is very dissatisfied with your behavior of being at a disadvantage in the battle. Under anger, your martial soul has completed evolution, and the progress is 10/10."
"Ding, your martial soul has evolved into an excellent sparrow."
As the notification sound fell, Ye Feng only felt a sharp pain coming from his body. In this pain, the sharp claws on his hand became longer, and the claws turned dark black, like black iron.Sharper.
The wings on the back changed even more, from one meter long to two meters long, almost doubling in length.
In the severe pain, Ye Feng felt his body became lighter, and he flapped his wings instinctively, and Ye Feng flew up in just a moment.
"Flying!"
Feeling the lightness under his feet, Ye Feng even forgot the pain in his body.
This is flying, the human dream.
And he did it so easily.
Ye Feng's change was extremely obvious, whether it was Ning Haoran who was opposite him, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who were watching the play, or even Ning Fengzhi who was hiding in the dark, they all saw it.
Ning Fengzhi's office is facing away from the training ground, and from the balcony, he can just see the panorama of the training ground.
This is also one of the means by which he pays attention to the disciples of the sect.
The battle between Ye Feng and Ning Haoran happened to be watched by Ning Fengzhi.
Just now, the change of Ye Feng's martial soul was extremely obvious. Even the well-informed him had never seen such a change.
"Xiao Feng's martial soul?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Ye Feng flying in mid-air in surprise.
"His spirit has mutated." Beside, Bone Douluo said while stroking a few sparse hairs on his forehead.
"It's actually a mutation of the Martial Soul!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes trembled, and then he realized that it made sense.
In fact, he always felt that Ye Feng's martial soul was very strange. Generally speaking, martial soul and innate soul power are linked. Logically speaking, a martial soul like a sparrow is very common, and it is impossible for him to have a cultivation talent full of innate soul power.
But Ye Feng's innate talent is full of soul power, combined with martial soul, it looks weird no matter how you look at it.
But if it's a mutated martial soul, then it makes sense.
"It seems that my disciple's martial spirit is also unusual!" Ning Fengzhi said happily.
Ye Feng was born in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and his roots are red seedlings. The more outstanding he is, the happier Ning Fengzhi is, especially since he has accepted Ye Feng as his disciple, the relationship is even closer.
In the training ground, Ning Haoran was also stunned by Ye Feng's changes.
A moment ago, Ye Feng's Wuhun was just like a small bird, unable to fly at all, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a big bird, not only able to fly in mid-air, but also the aura on his body became stronger.
Ye Feng's sharp eyes gave him a tingling feeling.
The surrounding disciples also looked at Ye Feng in shock. No one had ever seen such a strange change.
The next moment, the surrounding disciples were in an uproar, and the discussion continued.
Some disciples who have studied the Wuhun theory told the truth.
"Junior Brother Ye Feng's change should be due to the mutation of his martial soul. He is indeed a genius with full soul power, extraordinary."
"It turns out that the martial soul has mutated. Junior brother Ye Feng is so lucky, why doesn't my martial soul mutate?" Some disciples said enviously.
"Heh, the mutation of the martial soul is not always a good thing. If there is a vicious mutation, your life will be over." The disciple said angrily just now.
"What's more, the mutation of the martial soul is uncertain, it depends on fate."
"It turned out to be a mutation of the Martial Soul." Ning Haoran also heard everyone's discussion.
But at this time, he was looking at Ye Feng with a wry smile: "Junior Brother Ye Feng, how about we draw, you are in the sky, I can't attack!"
"Hehe, I lost this battle. In terms of strength, Brother Haoran is stronger." Ye Feng landed on the ground and said calmly.
"A tie is a tie. Being able to fly is your ability. Your martial spirit is originally for flying. I can't limit your ability!" Ning Haoran waved his hand with a bold face.
In fact, he is also helpless, the flying spirit is so reckless, there is no way to restrain it, it can only be passively beaten, and in battle, it has an innate advantage.
"hey-hey!"
Ye Feng smirked, feeling extremely happy in his heart, he never thought that his martial soul would evolve so quickly.I thought I'd have to wait two days.
He really felt the evolution of Wuhun, and he had more confidence in himself.
This is only the first evolution, if it continues to evolve, it will be amazing!
For a moment, names such as Kunpeng, Three-legged Golden Crow, and Phoenix flashed through his mind.
Just thinking of the names of these beasts made Ye Feng excited.
"Ding, your martial soul feels your thoughts, and your blood boils in your heart, and the evolution speed has increased significantly, and the evolution rate is 1/10."
"Brother Ye Feng, you can fly, and I want to fly too." At this time, Ning Rongrong quickly ran to Ye Feng's side, showing him a sweet smile.
"Hehe, you girl, is this brother Ye Feng again?" Ye Feng asked amusedly.
"How is it possible, brother Ye Feng has always been an elder brother, I am younger than you!" Ning Rongrong touched the wings on Ye Feng's back curiously, pinching a feather with his fingers, eagerness flashed in his eyes.
In terms of age, Ye Feng is indeed older than Ning Rongrong, not much older, just less than a month later, Ning Rongrong will also be six years old in one month, and can awaken his martial soul.
"Don't move around, this thing is fake." Ye Feng looked at Ning Rongrong vigilantly, it hurts to pluck the feathers, before he also wondered if the feathers on the wings were real, but when they were plucked, they turned into spots of light Disappeared, not a hair left.
"Hee hee, then you have to take me to fly, or you will strip off all your bird feathers." Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed a cunning, and he threatened fiercely.
"No problem, but I have no soul power now, let's take you flying another day!" Ye Feng made an excuse, and of course it wasn't entirely an excuse. Although the time of fighting just now was not long, the consumption of soul power was not small. Now there is only a small half of the soul power left in the body.
Ning Rongrong is the precious princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, if something unexpected happened to her, Ning Fengzhi would have to skin him.
(End of this chapter)
Swish!
Ning Haoran's combat experience is much richer than Ye Feng's. Seeing Ye Feng disappear from sight, Ning Haoran didn't turn his head, and the spirit ring under his feet instantly lit up.
"Magic wolf raid." I saw Ning Haoran speeding up instantly, as if he was teleporting, he jumped forward in an instant, making Ye Feng's attack miss.
"Demon wolf raid, is this an attacking soul skill?" Ye Feng stopped what he was doing when the attack failed, and asked Ning Haoran curiously.
"Hehe, Junior Brother Ye Feng, you'll know if you try it!" As soon as the words fell, Ning Haoran's body suddenly moved, and he rushed towards Ye Feng.
The speed was so fast and ruthless that for a while, Ye Feng almost couldn't react.
At the critical moment, he flapped his wings suddenly, kicked his feet, and jumped back, narrowly dodging Ning Haoran's wolf's claws.
Even though he dodged the attack, Ye Feng was still in a cold sweat. The sharp wolf claws almost touched his nose just now. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have almost lost his appearance.
"Ding, your martial soul is very dissatisfied with your behavior of being at a disadvantage in the battle. Under anger, your martial soul has completed evolution, and the progress is 10/10."
"Ding, your martial soul has evolved into an excellent sparrow."
As the notification sound fell, Ye Feng only felt a sharp pain coming from his body. In this pain, the sharp claws on his hand became longer, and the claws turned dark black, like black iron.Sharper.
The wings on the back changed even more, from one meter long to two meters long, almost doubling in length.
In the severe pain, Ye Feng felt his body became lighter, and he flapped his wings instinctively, and Ye Feng flew up in just a moment.
"Flying!"
Feeling the lightness under his feet, Ye Feng even forgot the pain in his body.
This is flying, the human dream.
And he did it so easily.
Ye Feng's change was extremely obvious, whether it was Ning Haoran who was opposite him, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect who were watching the play, or even Ning Fengzhi who was hiding in the dark, they all saw it.
Ning Fengzhi's office is facing away from the training ground, and from the balcony, he can just see the panorama of the training ground.
This is also one of the means by which he pays attention to the disciples of the sect.
The battle between Ye Feng and Ning Haoran happened to be watched by Ning Fengzhi.
Just now, the change of Ye Feng's martial soul was extremely obvious. Even the well-informed him had never seen such a change.
"Xiao Feng's martial soul?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Ye Feng flying in mid-air in surprise.
"His spirit has mutated." Beside, Bone Douluo said while stroking a few sparse hairs on his forehead.
"It's actually a mutation of the Martial Soul!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes trembled, and then he realized that it made sense.
In fact, he always felt that Ye Feng's martial soul was very strange. Generally speaking, martial soul and innate soul power are linked. Logically speaking, a martial soul like a sparrow is very common, and it is impossible for him to have a cultivation talent full of innate soul power.
But Ye Feng's innate talent is full of soul power, combined with martial soul, it looks weird no matter how you look at it.
But if it's a mutated martial soul, then it makes sense.
"It seems that my disciple's martial spirit is also unusual!" Ning Fengzhi said happily.
Ye Feng was born in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and his roots are red seedlings. The more outstanding he is, the happier Ning Fengzhi is, especially since he has accepted Ye Feng as his disciple, the relationship is even closer.
In the training ground, Ning Haoran was also stunned by Ye Feng's changes.
A moment ago, Ye Feng's Wuhun was just like a small bird, unable to fly at all, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a big bird, not only able to fly in mid-air, but also the aura on his body became stronger.
Ye Feng's sharp eyes gave him a tingling feeling.
The surrounding disciples also looked at Ye Feng in shock. No one had ever seen such a strange change.
The next moment, the surrounding disciples were in an uproar, and the discussion continued.
Some disciples who have studied the Wuhun theory told the truth.
"Junior Brother Ye Feng's change should be due to the mutation of his martial soul. He is indeed a genius with full soul power, extraordinary."
"It turns out that the martial soul has mutated. Junior brother Ye Feng is so lucky, why doesn't my martial soul mutate?" Some disciples said enviously.
"Heh, the mutation of the martial soul is not always a good thing. If there is a vicious mutation, your life will be over." The disciple said angrily just now.
"What's more, the mutation of the martial soul is uncertain, it depends on fate."
"It turned out to be a mutation of the Martial Soul." Ning Haoran also heard everyone's discussion.
But at this time, he was looking at Ye Feng with a wry smile: "Junior Brother Ye Feng, how about we draw, you are in the sky, I can't attack!"
"Hehe, I lost this battle. In terms of strength, Brother Haoran is stronger." Ye Feng landed on the ground and said calmly.
"A tie is a tie. Being able to fly is your ability. Your martial spirit is originally for flying. I can't limit your ability!" Ning Haoran waved his hand with a bold face.
In fact, he is also helpless, the flying spirit is so reckless, there is no way to restrain it, it can only be passively beaten, and in battle, it has an innate advantage.
"hey-hey!"
Ye Feng smirked, feeling extremely happy in his heart, he never thought that his martial soul would evolve so quickly.I thought I'd have to wait two days.
He really felt the evolution of Wuhun, and he had more confidence in himself.
This is only the first evolution, if it continues to evolve, it will be amazing!
For a moment, names such as Kunpeng, Three-legged Golden Crow, and Phoenix flashed through his mind.
Just thinking of the names of these beasts made Ye Feng excited.
"Ding, your martial soul feels your thoughts, and your blood boils in your heart, and the evolution speed has increased significantly, and the evolution rate is 1/10."
"Brother Ye Feng, you can fly, and I want to fly too." At this time, Ning Rongrong quickly ran to Ye Feng's side, showing him a sweet smile.
"Hehe, you girl, is this brother Ye Feng again?" Ye Feng asked amusedly.
"How is it possible, brother Ye Feng has always been an elder brother, I am younger than you!" Ning Rongrong touched the wings on Ye Feng's back curiously, pinching a feather with his fingers, eagerness flashed in his eyes.
In terms of age, Ye Feng is indeed older than Ning Rongrong, not much older, just less than a month later, Ning Rongrong will also be six years old in one month, and can awaken his martial soul.
"Don't move around, this thing is fake." Ye Feng looked at Ning Rongrong vigilantly, it hurts to pluck the feathers, before he also wondered if the feathers on the wings were real, but when they were plucked, they turned into spots of light Disappeared, not a hair left.
"Hee hee, then you have to take me to fly, or you will strip off all your bird feathers." Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed a cunning, and he threatened fiercely.
"No problem, but I have no soul power now, let's take you flying another day!" Ye Feng made an excuse, and of course it wasn't entirely an excuse. Although the time of fighting just now was not long, the consumption of soul power was not small. Now there is only a small half of the soul power left in the body.
Ning Rongrong is the precious princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, if something unexpected happened to her, Ning Fengzhi would have to skin him.
(End of this chapter)
