Chapter 1293 The Youngest Genius, Yan Jun Awakens
The young man said: "The demon spirit is born in the hall, so there is no one else, whoever gets it first will own it."
He looked at Yang Qingxuan again, and said, "I've heard of you, the green-toothed man with a ghostly face, and you're well-known among the top 1000. Did you use the Sword Martial Soul for that sword?"
Although the boy is young, he has an unusual calmness and calmness. Apart from shyness between his brows, there is also a superior attitude like the proud son of heaven.
Yang Qingxuan didn't answer, but asked instead: "Twenty-four families of the top ten?"
The boy nodded and said, "Xinggong Xiao Suyang."
"Ah!" Fatty Pan exclaimed, "Xiao Suyang, the youngest genius in Xinggong!"
"Star Palace?"
Yang Qingxuan frowned. Since the first competition in the Doomsday Canyon, people from the top ten and twenty-four families have come into contact with each other, but this is the first time they have met people from the Star Palace.
Xiao Suyang said: "I'm very interested in your martial soul, let me see if you perform it again."
There was unquestionable majesty in the voice.
Yang Qingxuan smiled, folded his hands in front of his body, and said: "Let's not talk about the martial soul, you robbed me of a middle-grade soul stone, how should I make up for it?"
Xiao Suyang was stunned for a moment, and said displeasedly: "Didn't you already say it just now? Demon spirits are ownerless things, and whoever kills them first will own them. Why, you seem to be extremely dissatisfied?"
Yang Qingxuan said with a smile: "If it were you, would you be satisfied?"
Xiao Suyang nodded and said: "It is true that you will feel a little uncomfortable. But what if you are dissatisfied? Could it be that you still want to snatch something from me? I advise you to keep your feet on the ground, quickly show off your martial soul, and earn money honestly." Go for the points, that's what you should do."
"No, no, before earning points honestly, I should do one more thing."
Yang Qingxuan grinned.
Xiao Suyang frowned and said, "What's the matter?"
"The way you look makes me uncomfortable, I want you to eat some shit, it will make me feel better."
Yang Qingxuan put his hands behind his back, looking awe-inspiring.
Not to mention that Xiao Suyang stole his blame, not to mention Xiao Suyang's unbearable appearance, just the word "star palace" made Yang Qingxuan extremely disgusted.
Xiao Suyang's face changed drastically, he stared at Yang Qingxuan and said, "Originally, you had a good chance to enter the top 100, but now the chance is gone."
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "If you say it's gone, then it's gone?"
Xiao Suyang nodded seriously and said, "Yes."
"I'm your sister!"
As soon as Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, he slapped him across the face.
Yang Qingxuan's pace is extremely fast, so close to the sky, almost at the speed of teleportation.
The space was extremely distorted under this palm, and the energy turned into a vortex, pressing from all directions, and the huge "rumbling" sound continued to explode.
"what?!"
Shocked expression appeared on Xiao Suyang's immature face, and he said in a horrified voice: "How can you be so strong?!"
With his cultivation base, he used three movements in an instant, but no matter how much he dodged, he couldn't dodge it!
That palm overturned like a dome of the sky, and slapped it fiercely!
"Snapped!"
Xiao Suyang was slapped hard on the face, and his whole body was sent flying. His body turned over and over in the air, spun hundreds of times, and slammed into a hall wall fiercely.
"Boom!" The walls of the hall were extremely hard, but there were also cracks.
One side of Xiao Suyang's face was swollen into a bun, and the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood. His body slid off the wall and fell to the ground.
Yang Qingxuan shook his hand and said, "I feel comfortable now. I feel comfortable with my slap, and I also feel comfortable. Let's talk about monster hunting. People from Xinggong must have a lot of good things on them."
Yang Qingxuan walked straight over.
The sound of fighting quickly caught the attention of nearby warriors, and they all rushed over.
In an instant, twenty or thirty warriors appeared around the nearby hall.
Half of them came in in the same batch as Yang Qingxuan, and their faces changed drastically when they saw this, and they all turned pale. I don't know who was so unlucky and provoked this evil star again.
But these people are grateful to Yang Qingxuan.
Xiao Suyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Yang Qingxuan in horror, and said, "Taoist realm? No wonder you can gain fame, and you have something to be proud of. But, that's it!"
On Xiao Suyang's immature face, there suddenly flashed a prey that was completely out of line with his age, and his expression became extremely ferocious, bursting out with a terrifying killing intent.
"Huh?" Yang Qingxuan stopped, and he felt a strong force in Xiao Suyang's body, which was constantly tearing the shackles of his body, as if he was about to rush out.
A golden light flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, and when he looked directly at the past, he saw a powerful soul light surging in Xiao Suyang's body, which turned into a phantom and attached to his body, struggling desperately like a devil sealed in hell.
Yang Qingxuan asked in surprise: "This is... Martial Soul?"
"Roar!"
A scream came from Xiao Suyang's body, and countless soul lights broke through the shackles and rushed out, exuding a strong violent aura, which condensed and turned into a magic armor and attached to his body.
When Xiao Suyang raised his head again, his facial features were ferocious, and his eyes seemed to be the King of Hades waking up, with a bloodthirsty red light.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked and said, "What kind of martial spirit is this?"
Under the aura of that martial soul, he couldn't help but take a step back.
This is an incomprehensible situation. He has the Taixuan Sword Tomb in his body and has an enemy in the world. No matter how powerful the opponent's martial spirit is, it is impossible to deter him.
"Yan Jun's first awakening! Oh my god, this is the martial soul Yan Jun's first awakening!"
Fatty Pan yelled in horror: "Boss, be careful! This kid is from Yan Jun and Xiao's family!"
Yang Qingxuan didn't know what "Yan Jun and Xiao's family" was, but Xiao Suyang's current state made him feel extremely dangerous.
The martial soul possessed by Xiao Suyang exuded a strong pressure. Yang Qingxuan tried to suppress Wuhun, but it failed completely.
Could it be the Xeon Martial Soul?
But among the top ten most powerful martial souls known, there is no such thing as "Yan Jun Chu Awakening".
"What? There are still people in Yan Jun Xiao's house?!"
"Xiao Suyang turned out to be from Yan Jun and Xiao's family, no wonder, no wonder he is the youngest genius in Xinggong, that's how it is!"
There was a sound of horror all around.
Fatty Pan hurriedly explained: "A long time ago, Yan Jun and Xiao's family were also one of the twenty-four families. Their strength was close to the top ten, but they were annihilated in the long river of history. The martial spirit of the Xiao family——Yan Jun's first awakening, was passed down from generation to generation. Martial soul, different from martial soul factor, this kind of martial soul has only one from beginning to end, it is a complete martial soul inheritance, after father passes on to son, father is gone!"
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "If it is passed on, it will be gone?"
Fatty Pan anxiously said: "Yes, the most frightening thing is that this kind of martial soul has not diminished in power during the process of being passed on from generation to generation, but has continued to grow. This Yan Jun has just awakened, and he is a realm king-level martial soul!"
Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed drastically, and his heart was shocked, but he calmed down quickly, staring at Xiao Suyang, and said in a deep voice: "Looking at his appearance, it seems that he is about to get lost. This is a sign that he can't control it."