The land of China, Qingzhou, Yunwu Kingdom, Ziyun Sect.

The sky is as clear as blue and the sun is shining brightly. Birds are singing happily on the branches. Bamboo leaves falling from the night rain are scattered among the purple bamboo forest.

Zhou Qing opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously slapped his palm down. He instantly turned over and swept his eyes vigilantly, and then his eyes were stunned.

A strange memory surged into my mind.

The land of China, the vast world of cultivation with martial arts as the most respected, is vast and endless, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

Weak warriors have a huge force of thousands or tens of thousands of kilograms to open monuments and crack stones; powerful warriors can cut off rivers and split mountains.

The legendary warriors can move mountains and seas, pick the sun and moon with their hands, break through the void, swallow the sky and destroy the earth, and leave behind various miracles.

Martial arts determine destiny and life and death.

The weak are like ants, bullied by others; the strong are like kings, overlooking the world.

After pausing for a while, Zhou Qing showed a helpless bitter smile: "I'm a disaster!"

That's right, Zhou Qing traveled through time.

He was originally a special forces soldier in China on Earth. With his excellent military literacy, he quickly became the trump card of the "Dragon Soul Special Forces". He performed hundreds of major national tasks in four years, without any mistakes, and all were successfully completed.

Originally, he was going to devote his whole life to the country and the troops, but unexpectedly, in a mission that was not difficult, the team he led was ambushed by the enemy.

Zhou Qing led the team members to break through bravely, but there were too many enemies and too strong firepower. In order to cover him, his teammates fell into a pool of blood.

When he was covered in blood, and as his teammates fought for his life, he was about to cross the border, a bullet penetrated the back of his head and fell one meter away from the national border.

After a while of silence, Zhou Qing sighed long. The past cannot be pursued. When he became a special forces soldier, he had already expected that there would be such a day.

"I didn't expect that I would actually pass through the other world like I did."

What made Zhou Qing depressed was that he traveled to a wasteful young master with a waste of martial spirit.

Martial soul, the innate talent of the people in the land of China, is the soul of a warrior. It can be said that the achievements of a warrior are closely related to his own martial soul.

There are countless types of martial souls.

There are natural martial souls, such as flames, ice, hurricanes, thunder, etc.; there are weapon martial souls, such as swords, guns, sticks, halberds, etc.; there are beast martial souls, such as white tigers, dragons, snakes, violent apes, etc.; of course, there are many powerful alien martial souls, such as madness, immortality, and Nirvana.

Martial soul is the core of a warrior, and it can continue to evolve and become stronger as the warrior's strength increases.

This young master of the Zhou family, who has the same name and surname as him, is an outer disciple of the Ziyun Sect. Because he is a waste of martial spirit, he is bullied by everyone in the sect.

Yesterday, his cousin Zhou Tao beat him seriously and threw him into the purple bamboo forest, half dead. Therefore, Zhou Qing took advantage of the situation and possessed his soul through time.

"Since I live a lifetime, I will never let the tragedy happen again!"

Zhou Qing held his hands tightly and said to the remnant soul that he couldn't bear to completely dissipate: "Don't worry, you will be me in the future, I will never let myself be bullied again. I will make them double back those who have bullied me."

With the integration of most of the souls of "Zhou Qing", Zhou Qing already knew very well what kind of world he was in.

The strong are respected. As long as you are strong enough, any power needs to be detained in front of you, including the supreme imperial power.

To become a martial arts master, in addition to being a superior talent, you also need a strong heart and extremely tenacious will.

Zhou Qing was cowardly in the past, but now he is different.

He was a human being in his two lives, and was even the top special forces soldier in China in his previous life. He experienced countless difficulties and even the tempering of life and death. His mind and determination were many times stronger than that of the young master "Zhou Qing".

"I want to be a strong man!"

Zhou Qing's eyes were filled with a firm light.

It seemed as if Zhou Qing's strong will, the residual soul finally gradually weakened, and in the end, the souls of the two perfectly merged together.

boom!

The moment the soul merged, Zhou Qing felt his soul tremble and almost fainted. After a while, he opened his eyes again.

With the thought moving, Zhou Qing immediately felt like he was wrapped in a fog phantom, a black phantom.

“Buzz.”

The sound of insects shaking their wings sounded in Zhou Qing's ears. He looked at him and saw an ant-sized insect flapping its wings a hundred meters away.

Zhou Qing's face showed a hint of strangeness.

If it were normal times, not to mention hearing the sound of such a small insect shaking its wings, it would be impossible for even insects to see clearly.

But at this moment, he was nearly a hundred meters away from the insect. Not only could he hear the sound of shaking his wings clearly, but he could even see the fluff on the insect's feet clearly.

Moreover, Zhou Qing also realized that he even had a much sharper thinking, and he suddenly realized many things he didn't understand in martial arts.

The thought moved again, and a phantom of a small snake appeared behind Zhou Qing, and his tiny body curled up. This was his useless martial soul that was teased by others. I don’t know what kind of snake martial soul it was, but it could not increase his abilities.

"Twin martial souls!"

However, Zhou Qing was not upset about the little snake's martial soul at this moment, but instead seemed a little dull, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.

That's right, the black shadow behind him is a kind of martial soul, a newly awakened martial soul, and the original little snake martial soul, he has two kinds of martial souls.

The owner of twin martial souls is a genius in China. Zhou Qing, who is called a waste, now has twin martial souls.

Zhou Qing knew that the newly awakened black shadow martial soul should have come from his soul, and it was the martial soul awakened by Zhou Qing on the earth.

But now, Zhou Qing on Earth and Zhou Qing on China are the same person, and they are the owners of twin martial souls.

"Just call you the dark martial soul." Zhou Qing smiled slightly.

Close your eyes, Zhou Qing began to enter into meditation and practice. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly quenched the body and nourished the martial soul.

Two hours later, Zhou Qing stopped practicing and vomited a breath of turbid air. He felt refreshed all over his body, and he couldn't express his pleasure, and he couldn't even feel the original soreness of his body.

"Is this the practice of a warrior? So magical!" Zhou Qing looked at his fists and clenched them hard. The crackling sound rang out, filled with volcano-like power.

Standing up, Zhou Qingyu took off his lower-grade martial arts skills, and the wind suddenly roared in the forest, breaking through the air, as if there were waves twisting the space.

"drink."

Yes, Zhou Qing shouted, supported her waist, closed her abdomen, and punched her. The Crazy Ba's punch fell to the ground like a meteor and hit a huge rock that was taller than a person. With a loud bang, the huge petrol turned into a pile of stone powder.

Not only that, the fist wind shattered the huge rock and continued to move forward, and several explosions came from the air, blasting purple bamboo into wood chips.

"This should have more than 6,000 kilograms of strength." Zhou Qing was very satisfied with the effect of this punch. His cultivation has now recovered to its peak, which is the strength of the fifth level of Qi Wu Realm.

However, the martial arts skill he used was stronger than before, reaching the level of sixth level of strength, so he was able to explode six thousand kilograms of huge power with the fifth level of Qi Martial Realm.

"It seems that the dark martial soul not only improves my visual hearing, but also greatly improves my martial arts understanding." Zhou Qing smiled slightly.

In the past, he was called a waste, in addition to the reason for martial souls, but also because of martial arts insight.

A person with high martial arts talent has reached the sixth level of Qi Wu Realm or even higher at his age, but he has been in the fifth level of Qi Wu Realm for more than a year, and his ability to comprehend martial arts is also unsatisfactory, and he has been staying at the fifth level of Qi Wu Realm and cannot break through.

Now, the problem of martial arts talent he is worried about seems to no longer exist.

"It seems that my dark martial soul is very unusual."

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