Chapter 24 Eight layers of golden light, the ultimate martial spirit?
"I want I want to enter the inner door!"
Although the breath is weak, the voice is upright and firm.
"Ling Tian, I know you have met the requirements for awakening, but awakening the martial spirit is no small matter, and now your body is in a state of disrepair." Hu Bufan looked at Ling Tian who was holding on to his body. He couldn't bear it, so he still tried to persuade him.
"Huh, arrogant kid, I think he has been a slave for a long time. He wants to get rid of his reputation once he enters the inner gate. What does Elder Hu advise him to do? If he wants to test, just let him test!"
Before Ling Tian could speak, Zhong Changkong spoke loudly, looking unscrupulously in the direction of Qianlian Peak, and said disdainfully: "I want to see how many levels of martial arts he can awaken, and how many levels of martial arts he can make Qianlian Peak breathe. !”
Liu Qianlian stared at Ling Tian without squinting, with a complicated expression in his eyes.
"Thank you, Elder Hu, for your concern. My disciple's health is not a problem. I want to awaken my martial spirit!" Ling Tian looked straight at Hu Bufan.
"Okay then, enough is enough, don't show off." Hu Bufan sighed and could only agree.
Ling Tian shook his body, and with Lin Shan's support, he stood under the Wuhun Tower, leaning on his body with the Blue Thunder Sword in his hand, before he stabilized his body.
"Ling Tian, I advise you not to have such wishful thinking. Even if you try your best, you still can't stand shoulder to shoulder with me. Your inherent talents are not worthy of your humble life! Even if you awaken your martial spirit, you are still a waste!"
Du Fei took a step forward, with his hands behind his back, looking at Ling Tian who was standing under the martial arts stage, condescendingly, his tone full of arrogance.
Now, Du Fei possesses a sixth-grade martial spirit and is recognized as the number one genius in the outer sect. Looking around Yunzhou, he is very popular and high-ranking. No one dares to say anything about his ridicule and ridicule towards Ling Tian.
After all, the strength lies there.
All the disciples looked at the unyielding figure and shook their heads, and most of them expressed sympathy and sighs.
Du Fei's sixth-grade martial spirit lies there like a high mountain that no one can climb over.
However, Ling Tian heard nothing at this time. The moment he stood under the Wuhun Tower, his consciousness blurred for a while. When he regained consciousness the next moment, he found that he had entered a strange space. Inside and around, there are all kinds of phantoms floating around, all the size of a palm, including tigers, leopards, snakes and scorpions, as well as swords, guns, swords and halberds. There are nine levels in total, thousands of them.
With a thought in his mind, Ling Tian found himself jumping up and flying slowly, as if he was in the water, ethereal.
Ling Tian was too weak in his soul, but in the eyes of everyone, he slowly raised his left hand under the Wuhun Tower, and the Wuhun Tower buzzed and exploded!
Amid everyone's shouts of surprise, the first floor of the Wuhun Tower began to light up. The speed reached the extreme, almost non-stop, and rushed straight towards it!
White, green, blue, purple, orange, red!
Almost in the blink of an eye, the Wuhun Tower broke through to the sixth floor in one fell swoop, and the fierce and rich red light illuminated everyone's faces.
For a moment, everyone was stunned. The level of awakening shown by Ling Tian was simply unbelievable. Compared with Du Fei just now, he was simply rubbish!
Zhong Changkong and Du Fei were stunned for a moment, even the mocking look on their faces had not faded away, and they were extremely embarrassed. It was as if they had been cut off with a knife just after they had just gaochao, and they wanted to vomit blood.
But in the direction of Qianlian Peak, Liu Qianlian was excited and his fists were shaking.
At this time, Ling Tian's impact on the martial spirit from the martial spirit tower seemed to be still strong and not stopping!
It wasn't until the eighth percentile of the golden light weapon was reached that the speed of the light's rise slowed down, but it still moved forward steadily without stopping.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded, including all the inner sect peak masters and elders, and even Hu Bufan was dumbfounded.
"Golden light, eighth-grade martial spirit?! This, how is this possible!"
Everyone's eyes widened and they couldn't convince themselves, because they all knew that the sixth-grade martial souls were already in the entire Lingnan and were rare talents in Yunzhou. Even the leader of the Ziyun Sect was only in the sixth-grade. Those who were in the seventh-grade and above
, are third-grade martial souls, each one of them is a proud son of heaven, a top nobleman of various sects, schools, and dynasties!
Even in the entire Southern Tang Dynasty, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away, the number of known eighth-grade martial spirits seemed to be no more than two palms.
And at this moment, someone appeared in front of them.
Could it be that this sword slave is really a proud nobleman, the reincarnation of the God of War, and comes to the Ziyun Sect?!
Whoosh!
At this moment, Bai Feiyun, the leader of the Ziyun Sect, suddenly opened his eyes, his sleeves and robes were flying, and a big hand made of clouds covered the top of the Wuhun Tower. With a muffled groan, the rich spiritual energy was continuously sucked out from the top of the tower.
At this time, Ling Tian, who was flying and swimming freely in the Wuhun Tower, also heard a voice suddenly ringing in his ears.
"Ling Tian, too much is too little. Ziyun Sect, if you don't have a top-notch martial spirit, go down!"
Like thunder exploding, Ling Tian, who was mixed with Taixu, suddenly woke up. He looked up and found that he was only a few feet away from the top of the space. The top twelve brilliant light clouds of different colors rose and fell, rolling like gods.
The light falls and is extremely dazzling.
Ling Tian was full of strength at this time, and he even had an impulse. As long as he exerted force, he could overcome everything, but a word in his ear brought him back to reality.
Ziyun Sect is just a small sect in Lingnan, Yunzhou, Southern Territory. If he awakens such a martial spirit, he is destined to die young, which will definitely be a disaster rather than a blessing!
Thinking of this, Ling Tian quickly controlled his body and swam down to the lowest level. He found a small sword the size of a palm. The blade was silvery white and simple. Although the momentum was not strong, it was clear and clear, just like a sword embryo.
Uncut jade, just waiting to be polished.
Ling Tian was overjoyed and stretched out his hand, only to see thousands of sword shadows instantly wrapping up the small sword and taking it into his body in the blink of an eye.
Outside the Wuhun Tower.
Everyone in the Ziyun Sect saw the sect leader's sudden move. Before they could be surprised, they saw the rising golden light suddenly dimming, buzzing, falling back instantly, and finally freezing in the white light on the first floor!
The white light is clear, although it is plain white, it is extremely bright.
On the plaque on the first floor of Wuhun Tower, one word slowly emerged.
sword.
No description, just a simple word.
"First-grade martial spirit?! What's going on with the sword?"
"It must have been because we were dazzled just now, or there was something abnormal in the Wuhun Tower. This white light is Ling Tian's Wuhun talent!"
"A first-grade sword spirit has no clear attributes, and this talent and qualification is too rubbish!"
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Only when the light of Wuhun Tower stabilized did everyone truly react. At this time, when they looked at Ling Tian under the tower, the shock in their hearts subsided.
It seems that Ling Tian should have a martial spirit of this level.
"Haha! It's fake, it's all fake! That eighth-level light just now was caused by something wrong with the Wuhun Tower!" Zhong Changkong looked at the sword soul behind Ling Tian and couldn't help laughing.
Just now, his heart felt like his throat was itching, but who would have thought that in a twist of events, Ling Tian's awakened martial spirit was actually a first-grade sword. Although it was very bright, it was also rubbish!
"Liu Qianlian, I think this boy is really suitable for you at Qianlian Peak. A trash disciple and a trash inheritance, wonderful, wonderful! Haha!"
Zhong Changkong was extremely happy and ridiculed wantonly. A kind of Jin Yun Peak disciple behind him also responded, making Liu Qianlian blush as everyone in Qian Lian Peak wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Originally, he was counting on Ling Tian to fight back and slap him in the face arrogantly, but who would have thought that he would fall from heaven into the abyss and awaken a first-grade martial spirit, but instead he would be ridiculed even more.
"Oh, what a pity"
Hu Bufan also shook his head. He had originally been looking forward to Ling Tian's ability to master the Thunder Sword Technique. Logically speaking, it should be a thunder-type martial spirit. However, he did not expect that it was a first-class martial spirit without attributes.
Sword weapon.
Is this talent in swordsmanship just due to the exclusive proficiency of this grade of sword spirit?
"Ling Tian, the awakening is over, come out quickly!"
Although he was confused, Hu Bufan still greeted Ling Tian loudly.
"etc!"
But Ling Tian under the tower did not open his eyes, but Bai Feiyun, the leader of Ziyun Sect, spoke again and called out to Hu Bufan again!
At this time, everyone in the martial arts arena was completely shocked.
The sect leader has only spoken three times since his appearance, but the reason for both times was actually Ling Tian!
For this trash disciple who awakened a first-grade trash martial spirit!