Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 145
Ten private rooms, ten captains, there is not much difference in strength, but there must still be a gap.

In order to better motivate these people to improve, there will be some gaps in the treatment between the ten single rooms.

Of course, there is no such a big gap between the three classes.

From tenth to first, this is an ascending process.

Zhang Yuan is a peak martial artist in the sixth level of martial arts, and his cultivation level is comparable to that of ten captains. He comes from a town similar to Tianfeng City, and belongs to the number one genius there.

Arrogance is inevitable.

But even so, he didn't dare to challenge the top-ranked captain easily, but chose the weakest tenth captain.

Of course, according to what he said, this is called a sword test. If the challenge is successful, then he will attack the warriors ahead.

"You want to challenge me?"

The door of the single room opened, and a man and a woman walked out from inside.

The man is Yin Ran, the tenth captain, and the woman is his maid.

This maid is usually carefully selected by the General's Mansion, she is not weak, and she is also very loyal.

Yin Ran is a thin and tall man, as if his body would fly away when the wind blows.

His face was pale and bloodless, there was no smile on his face, and he even coughed non-stop, as if he was dying of illness.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "My next Zhang Yuan, a new disciple who joined the Qianlong Camp, is here to ask for advice."

Zhang Yuan didn't have Ling Xiao's vision, so in his eyes, Yin Ran was just a sick man.

But Ling Xiao could tell that this Yin Ran's strength was terrifying, and he was definitely not inferior to Lin Chen, and he should also have a broken martial soul.

His sickness may have something to do with his broken martial soul, not a serious physical illness.

Because through the appearance, Ling Xiao could see that this person's vitality was very strong, and he didn't seem to be exhausted at all.

"Ask for advice? Needless to say, be so polite, let's fight. If you win, this room and this maid will be yours!"

He put on a pair of gloves while coughing sullenly.

Obviously, those gloves are not ordinary gloves, they should be woven from precious materials such as silkworm silk, combined with the qi, the toughness is no less than that of swords.

"That's good!"

Ling Xiao challenged Yin Ran for the sake of the house and the maid, as well as better treatment and better instructors.

Since Yin Ran understands the truth so well, there is no need to talk nonsense.

His figure flickered suddenly, the long sword in his hand trembled, and a stunning sword technique had already been displayed.

Flowing Cloud Nine Swords!

Swordsmanship is an entry-level top-level martial art, and agility is also an entry-level top-level martial art.

And both of them have already cultivated to the perfection state.

No wonder this person dared to challenge a warrior at the captain level, his strength should not be underestimated.

If this kind of strength is put in Tianfeng City, no one can hold him down except Ling Xiao and Ling Yixue.

Yin Ran just glanced at it lightly, without any change in expression, and then slapped lightly.

Bone-turning palm!

His palm technique is very strange, it seems light and powerless, but wherever the palm wind goes, there is an aura of death.

A fallen leaf accidentally fell on the palm wind, and it rotted and withered in an instant.

It is also an entry-level top-level martial arts, and it is also in the realm of perfection, but Yin Ran's understanding of martial arts is obviously better than Zhang Yuan's.

This palm shot was the weakest part of Zhang Yuan's swordsmanship.

"Keng!"

"Oh!"

When the top martial artists of the same realm met, Zhang Yuan's face changed greatly and he retreated quickly, but even so, the right hand holding the sword was still trembling, and he was about to throw the sword on the ground.

Not only that, but part of his sleeve was visibly corroded.

consternation!

Frightened!

It's hard to say what Zhang Yuan's mood is now. Martial skills of the same realm can produce such a large attack gap, which only shows that there is a huge gap in the skills of the two.

Ling Xiao next to him also brightened up.

This kind of person who doesn't have his mountain and river martial spirit, can still catch the opponent's flaws, this kind of person is very scary.

Bone-shattering wind!

Yin Ran didn't give Zhang Yuan time to be surprised. After the first move was successful, the second move followed immediately.

It's still the Bone Bone Palm, but some changes have taken place in the moves, the palm style has become more sinister, and even through his palms, one can see faint black gangster energy emerging.

This kind of breath makes the warriors watching the battle tremble a little.

Some people even had auditory hallucinations immediately, as if ghosts were crying and howling wolves were coming from their ears.

Ninety percent sword intent!

Break it for me!
It was too late for Zhang Yuan to hide at this time, instead of advancing, he retreated, raising his sword intent to [-]%, and the mental blow of Huagumianpalm dissipated invisible immediately.

He stabbed with a sword, trying to win the round.

Windwalk!
However, Yin Ran seemed to have predicted this move, and suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Zhang Yuan.

Blood burst!
A more frightening martial skill was displayed, and the gloomy right hand was covered with blood-red light, and a looming skull could be seen indistinctly.

The terrifying atmosphere spread, and many disciples who were watching were shocked and retreated one after another.

After doing this, Ling Xiao and Ling Yixue, who were standing at the back of the crowd, became the ones standing at the front instead.

"Good guy, this Blood Transformation Explosion should be a nirvana learned from the Bone Transformation Palm."

"Oh, there's no way, the ten captains are all monsters, and this talent and comprehension is too terrifying!"

"This palm, we are afraid that no one can stop it."

"Don't forget, until now, Yin Ran hasn't used her Yin Ling remnant soul yet."

When it comes to the gloomy remnant soul, everyone's expression changes.

In fact, it can be seen from Yin Ran's attack style that this person should be good at Yin and Xie martial arts.

There is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts. If this kind of martial arts is used for good things, it is naturally a decent martial arts.

But if it is used in an evil way, it will become an evil school of martial arts.

That's why Yin Ran was not kicked out of Qianlongying.

"This palm, Zhang Yuan can't stop it!"

Ling Xiao sighed.

Now he understood a little bit why there were so many Tongpu disciples, and Zhang Yuan alone dared to challenge a captain-level warrior so recklessly.

Because the longer you stay in Qianlong Camp, the more you will understand how terrifying these ten captains are.

Zhang Yuan is a newcomer, he has only been here for three days, so he doesn't know this, so he has the courage of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

But courage belongs to courage, and strength belongs to strength.

It is normal for newborn calves to be eaten by tigers.

[-]% sword intent!

Flowing cloud burial!
At the critical moment, Zhang Yuan also unleashed his own potential.

Ten percent sword intent, close to ten percent remnant soul.

Flowing Cloud Burial is the strongest move in Flowing Cloud Nine Swords.

This sword stabbed out, as if it wanted to pierce the sky.

The terrifying sword intent condensed on the long sword, forcing the surrounding disciples to take a few steps back.

Ling Xiao and Ling Yixue stood relatively forward, which was very abrupt.

boom!
The tip of the sword was blocked by the palm.

The two faced off again.

And at that moment, Ling Xiao found that a gloomy thing suddenly appeared behind Yin Ran, and then disappeared for an instant.

The moment that thing appeared, Yin Ran's attack suddenly became much stronger.

That thing looked a lot like a skeleton in a cloak.

With red eyes and a book in his hand, he looked very evil.

It should be Yinran's Broken Martial Soul - Yinling Remnant Soul.

Amidst the huge roar, a deep pit was blasted out of the ground.

(End of this chapter)