Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 002 The World Doesn't Need a Gentleman

A voice suddenly sounded in Qiao Ye's head.

"Martial arts are distributed in the world, and martial arts will last forever. Search up and down, but only seek one defeat."

"The Martial Soul system is activated..."

"Damage to your body was detected and will be repaired."

Qiao Ye's eyes widened, and she looked at the jade tablet in her hand in surprise. Was this voice coming from the jade tablet?

The next moment, something that surprised Qiao Ye even more happened. There was a cool feeling coming from his body, and even the blood seeping out stopped, and a burning sensation appeared in his dantian.

The rudimentary form of his destroyed martial spirit is recovering rapidly!

The first level of physical training!

The second level of body refining realm!

The third level of body refining realm!

The fourth level of body refining realm!

...

At this moment, the steel knife in Qiao Chuan's hand had already been cut down. At the very moment, Qiao Ye suddenly stretched out his hand, and grabbed the sides of the knife abruptly, and stopped the knife.

"Sorry!" Qiao Ye raised his head abruptly, and said coldly, "Your knife can't kill me!"

Qiao Ye's gaze was cold. Qiao Chuan was at the fourth level of the Body Refining Realm. Now that his cultivation and injuries had recovered, this guy was naturally no match for him.

boom!

The moment the words fell, Qiao Ye violently punched Qiao Chuan's chest.

Qiao Chuan only felt a huge force coming, and his whole body was blown away, fell to the ground not far away, turned over and over again, and finally hit a big tree, Qiao Chuan spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

"This is impossible!" Qiao Chuan looked at Qiao Ye in astonishment and said, "Your dantian has been broken, and the embryonic form of your martial soul has disappeared. Why is your cultivation still there?"

Qiao Ye ignored it and just walked towards Qiao Chuan.

Qiao Chuan gritted his teeth, bounced his body, turned over from the ground, and slashed at Qiao Ye again.

Almost the moment the blade fell, Qiao Ye twisted his ankle, and the blade brushed against Qiao Ye's body.

After dodging the blow, Qiao Ye turned around and punched without any hesitation.

boom!

The moment Qiao Chuan was hit by the bombardment, he felt a huge force coming, it was hard to resist, and his whole body was blown out. After hitting the big tree on the side, with a bang, the trunk split into a spider web crack. There was also blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Regardless of the pain, Qiao Chuan only felt that his hands and feet were cold. This punch was enough to make him realize the reality, and Qiao Ye's cultivation recovered.

Seeing Qiao Ye's constant approach, Qiao Chuan couldn't help agitating his Adam's apple, and then...

thump!

Qiao Chuan's legs went limp and he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Qiao Ye, I was wrong, I was wrong." Qiao Chuan cried, climbed up to Qiao Ye, hugged Qiao Ye's calf, and said, "I was infatuated by ghosts, so I was moved by Qiao Jing, give me once Opportunity, please, give me a chance, we grew up together, do you remember when we were young we went to play by the stream and climbed trees together..."

Qiao Ye frowned tightly, as if hesitating.

Just at this very moment...

A ferocious look suddenly appeared on Qiao Chuan's face, and a dagger slipped out of his cuff.

"Qiao Ye!" Qiao Chuan shouted in a low voice, "Go to hell!"

Seeing that dagger was about to stab Qiao Ye's lower abdomen, Qiao Ye seemed to have expected it, and stretched out his hand to grab Qiao Chuan's wrist firmly.

"Father once said that a gentleman does not act rashly, but moves with the right way; a gentleman does not talk in vain, but his words must be reasonable; a gentleman does not ask for anything, but what he asks for is righteous; a gentleman does not act in vain, and his actions must be righteous." Qiao Ye looked at Qiao with cold eyes. Chuan Dao: "I've always listened to my father's words, treated others gently, humbled myself, and hoped to become a gentleman, but now it seems that my father is wrong!"

The moment the words fell, Qiao Ye violently twisted Qiao Chuan's wrist.

"This world..." Qiao Ye said coldly, "There is no need for gentlemen."

puff!

With a sound like rags being torn, the dagger directly pierced Qiao Chuan's throat, blood continued to flow from the wound, and Qiao Chuan's body fell limply backwards.

"You defeated a martial artist of the third level of body training, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 600 points."

"You defeat a martial artist for the first time, and you will get an extra reward: 2000 points of martial soul."

"Your cultivation level has been raised to the fifth level of Body Refining Realm."

Qiao Ye was stunned for a moment, and just as he was in a daze, a light curtain appeared in front of Qiao Ye's eyes.

Host: Qiao Ye.

Combat power: 1380

Cultivation level: fifth level of body refining state.

Martial soul value: 10003000

Martial Arts and Martial Soul: None.

Items: none

"Absorb the power of the martial soul?"

Qiao Ye murmured, and then his eyes lit up.

Cultivating a martial soul is the path that all warriors must go through, and the power of a martial soul is very mysterious, no one can say what it is, it flows in every warrior's body, like a breath that can be felt, and finally Forged a martial spirit and made it stronger.

The jade tablet his father left him seems to give him the ability to absorb the power of other people's martial souls, as long as he kills the other party.

This made Qiao Ye's eyes brighten. His martial arts cultivation has been progressing slowly. Many people think that Qiao Ye's cultivation talent is mediocre, not as good as his father, King Shenwu. However, Qiao Ye has always worked hard. As the saying goes, hard work can make up for weakness. , everything is still worth looking forward to.

But three years ago, after his parents left, everyone realized that this was not a matter of talent, but that Qiao Ye's blood was mixed with the blood of the Spiritual Race. s reason.

And now...

Everything is different!

"Father..." Qiao Ye murmured, "Are you protecting me?"

Qiao Ye pondered for a moment, then quickly walked down the mountain.

At nightfall, Qiao Ye came to Jialing Pass. As long as he passed the pass, he would be able to return to Xuanning City very quickly. At this moment, the tower was lit with lights, and when he heard the voice of someone below the tower, someone poked his head out.

Qiao Ye reined in his horse and shouted towards the tower: "I am Qiao Ye, the son of King Shenwu. Let your guard Liang Zeping come out."

After Qiao Ye finished speaking, he took out a token, threw it hard, and threw it onto the tower.

The soldiers on the tower took a look at the token, and there were three words "Shenwu King" engraved on it.

Qiao Ye waited under the city tower for a while, and soon, the gate of the pass made a loud noise, and a middle-aged man in armor hurried over.

This person is Liang Zeping, the guard of Jialing Pass, his cultivation level is very average, he only reached the eighth level of physical training when he was nearly 30 years old, but it is also normal, the really powerful generals are all on the border, a small pass near the imperial capital, No need for such a powerful guard, this guy also became a guard by relying on franchise and connections.

"Jialing Pass Guard General Liang Zeping." At the same time, Liang Zeping came to Qiao Ye, knelt down and said, "I have seen Your Highness."

"Exemption!" Qiao Ye said: "Quick switch, I want to go back to the imperial capital."

Liang Zeping nodded, then stood up and stretched out his hands towards Guan Nei, saying, "Your Highness, please!"

Qiao Ye walked into the gate, suddenly stopped, and looked at Liang Zeping coldly.

Qiao Ye said in a deep voice, "Liang Zeping, what do you mean?"