Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

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Ling Xiao, who won the martial will, did not immediately go to rest, but sat cross-legged in the exercise room. He had to feel the following, what is this martial will?

How to apply it to martial arts.

After all, will is a very illusory thing, and there is still a long way to go between possession and real control.

Two more hours passed, Ling Xiao breathed out a turbid breath.

A look of excitement appeared on his face.

I used to think of "Niu Mogong · Baibu Shajian" as the bottom card, but now it seems that Wu Dao will is the biggest card.

But that's fine. The more cards you have, the higher the chance of getting the first place in the finals.

It's just not enough.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Ling Xiao feels that her attack is enough for the time being, and there is not much problem with the light exercise method, but there is a huge flaw.

That is defense.

The body is a wonderful thing. The stronger it is tempered, the higher the defense. What he lacks now is defense martial arts.

Although "Natural Bull Power" can also be used for defense, it is not defensive martial arts after all. It is okay to meet the low strength and the high strength, it is not very useful.

Thinking of this, he stood up and walked out of the training room.

Some things can't be forced, he still intends to take a break first, but now because of continuous cultivation, his brain is a little dizzy.

Back in the room, Ling Xiao rested for about an hour and got up.

After all, the warrior is a warrior, especially the warrior who has broken through the quadruple qi stage of the martial arts. The rest time can be greatly reduced, and the speed of recovery is much faster than that of ordinary people.

"Little guy, someone is looking outside!"

Hong Qi's voice came from outside the door.

"Come, Grandpa!"

Ling Xiao got up, washed his face, and then walked out of the house, sitting in a middle-aged Chinese suit in the sword living room.

The middle-aged man is about forty years old, has a Chinese character face, and is quite domineering.

"Second Lord!"

Ling Xiao was taken aback. This person was Ling Xiaotian's second son. Wu Xuexiu was the most powerful of the 16 sons of Ling's family.

For the time being, Wu Wushun cannot spy on Ling Er's strength.

"Hahaha, you are Ling Xiao, not bad!"

Ling Er looked at Ling Xiao and seemed to see the young man through.

To be honest, Ling Xiao was a little nervous in the face of his gaze, but fortunately, the other party was still unable to peep through the hidden role of the strength template.

"The triple peak of Wumai, and the refining of Qi to more than ninety-nine, it seems that it is one step away from breaking through to the fourfold of Wumai."

"Thank you Erye for complimenting, I don't know what is the so-called thing that Erye came to today?" Ling Xiao asked respectfully.

He didn't want to cause trouble. He offended Ling Xing and had a chance to live. If he offended this Ling Er, he would definitely die.

"I'm optimistic about you!"

Ling Er directly opened the door and said: "Thirteen-year-old reaches your strength, which is better than Ling Feifan, so I want you to be my person."

"How to say?"

Ling Xiao asked suspiciously.

"It's very simple. The old man has sixteen sons, all of whom want to fight for the seat of the head of the family. I don't ask you to do anything at ordinary times. You only need to support me when it matters."

Ling Erye said with a smile.

"The second man laughed and laughed. What can I do to help you with the triple peak realm of the junior martial arts?" Ling Xiao said cautiously.

"I’m not mistaken. Although you are only Wumai Triple Peak, but I also know that it took you only half a month from Wumai Triple to Wumai Triple Peak. I’ve never been afraid of your potential. I have heard of it, so I think your future is bright."

Ling Er said seriously: "Cooperate with me, you will not lose money, no matter whether Ling Jiu or Ling Thirteen want to move you, you have to ask me if I agree."

Ling Xiao thought about it carefully. Although he now has the martial arts soul and potential terror, but after all, his strength is not enough.

If Ling Jiu and Ling Thirteen really disregarded family rules and had to kill him, he could run, but his grandfather Hong Qi was bad.

There is nothing wrong with getting the protection of Lord Er. Anyway, the Ling family will have to stand in line sooner or later. Such a big family's internal struggle is very serious.

"Okay, since Ling Er looked down upon the juniors so much, the juniors agreed to be."

Ling Xiao nodded.

"Good, happy!"

Ling Er patted the table and said: "Since this is the case, I am relieved that, in addition to providing you with asylum, you can also get a thousand or two silver training fees from me every month. The rest of the medicine and martial arts Also count."

"Also, I know about the construction of your house. I have let them stop building. How can that place be worthy of you? Later, you and your grandfather will move to the house I provided to you. , Not only is the environment better, but also more suitable for cultivation!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help being a little shocked.

This 2nd Master Ling really really intends to train himself well.

Although a thousand or two silvers and a house are nothing to people like Ling Er.

But this is sincerity after all.

You know, before he was not qualified to receive one or two silver from the Ling family, let alone the house.

"Thanks to the cultivation of Er Ling Ling, if one day Ling Er needs it, Ling Xiao will do his best to help!"

He will not sell himself to Ling Er, but if Ling Er is in trouble, he will naturally help.

"Okay! In this case, it is not too late. How many of you, don't you help Ling Xiao move?

Ling Er said to several people outside the house.

This really means just doing it.

Ling Xiao did not object.

Soon after, he moved into his new house.

This is much larger than the house we rented before, and the various facilities are more complete. Not only that, but also equipped with two servants and two maidservants, who are responsible for taking care of the daily life.

As for all kinds of daily necessities and furniture, it is even more readily available.

In this way, Ling Xiao basically does not have to worry about Hong Qi's life problems.

The elderly can fully enjoy old age life.

As far as safety is concerned, no one dares to rush in here unless Ling Er is killed.

There is no problem in life, Ling Xiao will have no worries, he can now rest assured that he can improve his strength.

All this seems to be the cultivation of Ling Er, but in fact still because of strength.

It is precisely because of his great potential that Ling Er will value him.

In fact, even if there is no Ling Er, others may come back to find him. Being in such a family and wanting to be alone is the most stupid decision.

Ling Xiao promised that Ling Er also naturally had his consideration.

At least the strength of this second prince Ling is top among the 16 sons of Ling Xiaotian, and he is also more bold, a bit of Ling Xiaotian's style.

Not as narrow-minded as Ling Xian and Ling Jiu.

The training of Wumai Sizhong has been stabilized. What he has to do now is to thoroughly practice "Niu Mogong·Meteor Shaman" into the realm.

If the strength is increased by one point, the grasp of the finals will be higher.

Another day passed, and there were six days before the finals.

Through continuous efforts, Ling Xiao finally promoted "Niu Mogong·Meteor Shaman" to the realm.

"Niu Mogong·Meteor Star Shaping Fist", which has entered the realm, has become more terrifying. With a thick gang of gas, a punch blows out, just like the roar of the cow and the falling of the meteorite, the momentum is quite huge.