Chapter 1: Xiao Fan is born again
Chapter One Xiao Fan Reborn
The battle spirit continent respects strength. Only those who possess battle spirits can enter the road of cultivation, otherwise they will always be an ordinary person. At the same time, the strength of the battle spirit represents how far a monk can go.
The battle spirit is divided into nine ranks, the first rank is the lowest, and the ninth rank is the strongest, mainly monsters, artifacts, and plants. As for those with special battle spirits such as flames and thunder and lightning, they are all peerless geniuses that have been hard to see for thousands of years!
Xiaocheng, Xiao Family Mansion!
Xiao Fan slowly opened his eyes and stared at the dense, unfamiliar and familiar figures in front of him. A blank color flashed across his face. He was clearly at the door of his house. How could he appear here?
"Trash is trash. This is already the ninth awakening of the Battle Soul, and I almost killed myself! And I was kicked out of the Battle Soul Palace. This was the first time I saw it, and it really deserves to be Xiao Cheng's number one. One waste!"
"It's not only Xiao Cheng's first waste, or the first stupid. He doesn't even have a little self-knowledge. Anyone only has three chances to awaken the battle spirit. They don't understand this common sense. Even if they die, they deserve it!"
Xiao Fan frowned when he saw the pointing figures around him, and countless information flooded in his mind, and he instantly understood that he was actually reborn in Xiao Fan, a young man with the same name and surname.
The original Xiao Fan was a five-good young man in the 21st century on the earth. He became one of China’s top medical masters in his 20s by virtue of his ancestors’ medical skills. He has two hobbies, one is to collect some strange things. , The second is to study medical skills.
He accidentally got a strange stone and rushed to the door of his house. At that time, the sky was clear, but there was a strange sound of thunder. It was a coincidence that a thunder and lightning hit his head.
When he woke up again, he was already inexplicably reborn in this young Xiao Fan. Although this was a bit bloody, Xiao Fan had to admit that things were irreversible.
Xiao Fan is a veritable waste material of the Xiao family. He has awakened his fighting spirit at the age of seven, and now nine years have passed without success.
This time, Xiao Fan entered the Battle Soul Palace for the ninth time to awaken the Battle Soul, but unexpectedly died in the Battle Soul Palace. Only then did he have a chance to reborn.
Just as Xiao Fan was about to get up, he suddenly felt a majestic soul power rushing into the meridians from his dantian, and Xiao Fan suddenly felt that his body was full of power, as if he had broken through a certain kind of restraint.
Xiao Fan's gaze was a little dull and surprised. There was a black phantom in his dantian, which felt like a ghost. Xiao Fan knew that this was his awakened war soul.
"Let's call it Ghost Fighting Soul from now on!" Xiao Fan said in his heart.
Inadvertently, a white light flashed, and Xiao Fan's mind fell on a white stone in the depths of the dantian. The white stone exuded a mysterious aura, as if the soul would be sucked into it.
Xiao Fan was shocked and almost yelled: "Isn't this the strange stone I got before?"
"Three young masters, don't be ashamed here, go back." At this moment, a black clothed crowd squeezed away from the crowd and walked towards Xiao Fan, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
Xiao Fan looked at the black-clothed old man indifferently and recognized him at a glance. It was Xiao Zhong, the housekeeper who had been in charge of his daily life.
"Trash, don't leave?" Seeing Xiao Fan ignored him, Xiao Zhong's eyes became colder and colder, and he even omitted the title of Third Young Master. He cursed in his heart: "I really don't know why the patriarch would care about this. Waste, alive wastes air, dead wastes land."
"What did you say? Say it again!" Xiao Fan calmed his mind and stood up slowly, his eyes were extremely cold. Although his body was called a waste for nine years, it was still the young master of the Xiao family, the head of the Xiao family. Grandson, how can you insult someone?
Moreover, he was originally an extremely strong person in his previous life, otherwise he would not be able to build a great foundation with his own hands. No one would be respectful when he saw himself. This old undead was so rude to him, he is not angry!
"I said you are a trash!" Xiao Zhong said almost every word, without paying attention to him, the Third Young Master. A trash that could not awaken the soul of war had no place in the family at all.
"Snapped!"
As soon as the voice fell, a crisp voice sounded, and a fierce blood mark of five fingers suddenly appeared on Xiao Zhong's face, a fiery pain.
This slap not only slapped Xiao Zhong, but other people were also frightened by Xiao Fan's slap. When did he dare to act on the housekeeper?
The most important thing is that Xiao Fan's speed just now made them all dumbfounded! Xiao Zhong was in the middle of the battle spirit anyway, he was slapped by someone who hadn't even awakened the battle spirit.
For some reason, a coldness rose in people's hearts. The expression in Xiao Fan's eyes just now made them feel palpitations. Compared with before, they seemed to be completely different!
"The battle spirit awakened, and the ghost battle spirit made me break through to the middle stage of the battle spirit in an instant. In the past nine years, even though I was called a waste, I have been practicing. The physical strength and speed of this body quickly adapted to the current state. !" Xiao Fan was also surprised. The speed of the outbreak just now was obviously much faster than that of the ordinary war spirits in the middle stage. No wonder Xiao Zhong was caught off guard.
"You need to look like a slave to be a slave. You should be grateful if the master slaps you." Xiao Fan gave Xiao Zhong a cold stare, and was about to leave.
"Stop!" Xiao Zhong reacted and exclaimed angrily, "You have a life, no one to raise waste, you dare to beat me? Do you know who I am?"
Xiao Fan walked towards Xiao Zhong step by step without saying a word. His dark eyes were extremely cold. His relatives in his previous life died early, and he has never seen his parents in this life. Xiao Zhong's words undoubtedly stuck in Xiao Fan's heart. The deepest pain point also aroused his endless anger.
Xiao Zhong saw Xiao Fan's dark eyes and the explosive momentum, and his heart was extremely frightened. At this moment, Xiao Fan was still like a waste, his eyes were terrifying.
"You are just a rubbish, do I need to be afraid of you?" Xiao Zhong plucked up the courage, behind him, a black wolf phantom suddenly appeared, opening his blood basin and biting towards Xiao Fan.
"The first-rank battle soul Black Wind Wolf?" Xiao Fan's eyes flashed hideously, his mind moved, and a dark phantom suddenly appeared behind him, and a violent and cold aura swept away.
Suddenly, Xiao Fan felt his whole body strength skyrocketing, and he was inexplicably surprised. The power of the ghost war soul was beyond his expectation. His spirit and spirit rose to the extreme in an instant, even in the later stage of the war spirit, or even the peak of the war spirit. Xiao Fan also dared to fight.
The ghost war soul condensed into a huge claw, and whizzed towards the black wind wolf. The claws were extremely sharp, and the black wolf phantom suddenly split, turning into a black mist and dissipating in the void.
Xiao Zhong let out a scream, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, his face was pale, and he fell to the ground unconscious.
"War, war spirit?" The crowd looked at the black shadow behind Xiao Fan in horror, with a tingling scalp, isn't this a waste? How could it be possible to awaken such a powerful war soul!
Xiao Fan glared at Xiao Zhong coldly, and said with disdain: "I know who you are, isn't it just a dog? A dog that even the master can bite, so what use do you keep!"
"He is a dog, but it is also my Xiao Tian's dog. You have to look at the owner when you hit the dog. When is it your turn for my dog to teach you a lesson?" Suddenly a voice came from behind the crowd.
