call!

A trace of mysterious energy was constantly condensed. After a quarter of an hour, the mysterious energy in Ye Xuan's mysterious vein had formed a mist-shaped shape, which was very rich.

But gradually, Ye Xuan discovered something was wrong. Although his mysterious energy was constantly condensing, it was also constantly losing.

"What's going on?" Ye Xuan concentrated on observing, and was shocked.

While the mysterious energy in his first mysterious vein was constantly condensed, it was also slowly absorbed by the black martial soul in his dantian.

A martial soul that can absorb mysterious energy independently?

Ye Xuan was shocked. As the eighth-grade soul emperor, he was knowledgeable and had a clear understanding of the classification and level of martial souls. Most martial souls were improved with the improvement of martial arts strength. Some martial souls had no growth potential at all, or they had little effect on the improvement of martial arts strength when they grew up. This type of martial soul was called aborted martial soul, but there was also a kind of martial soul that had independent growth. This type of martial soul was called a holy martial soul.

However, there are many abandoned martial souls on the Tianxuan Continent, but he has never seen the holy martial soul before. It has always been a legend in the martial soul world. Now seeing this black dot that can independently absorb the mysterious energy, Ye Xuan couldn't help but wonder, could this be the legendary holy martial soul?

But no matter whether it is the holy martial soul or not, Ye Xuan's martial soul will never be the wasteful martial soul as the trash soul masters in Lanyue City said. This will not happen to the wasteful martial soul.

As an eighth-grade soul emperor, Ye Xuan was very curious about what this black spot would become once it grows up.

The only thing that bothered Ye Xuan was that most of the mysterious energy he had cultivated with great effort was absorbed by the black martial soul.

No wonder this kid was called a waste before. After practicing for so many years, he only opened up a mysterious vein. It turns out that all the mysterious energy he cultivated was absorbed by this martial soul. If anyone else was afraid he would not be much better than him. Only the Nine Proud World Art he practiced can support the absorption of the martial soul while remaining mysterious energy.

After several hours.

Bang!

A slight explosion sound came from Ye Xuan's body, who was hanging cross-legged on the bed, and then a slight mysterious force flashed through him.

"Hey, we have opened the second mysterious vein. Continue and strive to open the third mysterious vein..."

In just a few hours, Ye Xuan opened up the second mysterious vein, but he did not stop practicing and continued to bury his head and practice hard.

The night passed quietly, and in the early morning, the east turned white.

call!

Ye Xuan exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

After a night of hard practice, Ye Xuan still failed to open up the third mysterious meridian, but he was only one step away from the realm of the third meridian.

I have to say that this speed is really slow. Such an amazing skill of the Nine Profound Aoshijue is almost above all the skills of the Xuantian Continent. One night of cultivation actually allowed me to break through one lineage. If it weren't for the fact that my black martial soul had absorbed too much mysterious energy, I'm afraid even the third mysterious vein would have been opened. Thinking of this, Ye Xuan shook his head repeatedly.

If other warriors knew what he was thinking, they would probably want to strangle him to death. You must know that even the most genius warriors would need years of hard practice to break through a mysterious vein. Ye Xuan broke through one in one day, and was even one step away from the next one. Such speed was already hard to find in the world, and it was enough to make the kingdom’s so-called genius apologize for death. Ye Xuan was actually too slow. What was going to make a fuss?

When Ye Xuan opened his eyes, he saw two red eyes staring at him like lanterns, horrifying.

Ye Xuan subconsciously kicked out, and with a loud bang, a familiar scream came. The roommate Chen Xing, a fat man, got up from the ground with a humming sound.

"Ye Xuan, your leg is too fierce." Chen Xing touched his chest, and his fat face was twisted.

Ye Xuan said angrily: "Who told you to lie in front of me without moving? I wonder if people will scare you so much?"

Chen Xing's eyes were as erect as rabbit eyes, covered with blood, and red, and obviously he didn't sleep all night.

"I'm not curious about you practicing. When did you become so patient and practice all night?"

In the past, Ye Xuan gave up on himself and rarely saw him practicing, let alone practice all night, making Chen Xing seem to have seen aliens and looked at Ye Xuan all night.

"Tsk, what's this? I remember when I was in seclusion, I had been in seclusion for three months and had not taken a sip of water."

Chen Xing looked at Ye Xuan with contempt and said, "It's just you, haha, save me. If you can go into seclusion for three months, I can go into seclusion for three years."

Ye Xuan smiled slightly. There were very few students in the entire academy who could talk to him. The only one who had a good relationship with him was this roommate Chen Xing, who was like the original self. Moreover, he had been playing with him since childhood, no matter whether he was a genius or was called a waste, he was the same as before.

Because of this, despite being reborn, Ye Xuan still has a good feeling for him.

"Look at your eyes as red as a rabbit, hurry up and rest."

"Rest?" Chen Xing turned his eyes on Ye Xuan, "Ye Xuan, you won't forget it. Today is Instructor Luo's martial arts class. If you escape from his class, you just wait for death. If you escape to the ends of the world, he can chase you, so that you can't survive or die."

"Ha, Instructor Luo?" Ye Xuan remembered that Instructor Luo was the martial arts instructor who guided their training courses. He heard that he was an officer from the Empire before. He was seriously injured in a battle with a neighboring country and had to retire.

This person has extremely strict teaching and is called a cold-faced instructor. The most important thing is that Instructor Luo is very responsible and will not treat him differently because of his identity and talent. He is extremely fair. If it is another class, Ye Xuan would not go, but he would not be lazy to escape this training class.

Anyway, he just opened the second mysterious vein and needed to consolidate it. Today's class coincided with his ideas.

"I'm staying up all night and starving the fat man to death. Let's go have breakfast." Chen Xing pulled Ye Xuan to the cafeteria.

There were people coming and going in the cafeteria. After seeing Ye Xuan, several students couldn't help but point fingers in the distance.

Chen Xing was full of doubt at first, but after hearing what the conversation between the few people, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Ye Xuan, you taught that boy Wang Yue a lesson in the training hall yesterday? When did you become so powerful?"

Ye Xuan curled his lips: "It's not that I'm awesome, it's that kid who is too useless. For such garbage, I will destroy one, and for ten I will destroy one dozen."

Chen Xing looked at Ye Xuan in surprise. He felt that Ye Xuan now seemed different from the Ye Xuan he knew. He was much more domineering, confident and arrogant, but he liked it.

"Haha, that's right. For a hundred people like Wang Yue, I'm not my opponent. As my roommate of the third young master of the Chen family, it's natural that you can defeat him."

Chen Xing did not forget to put a gift on his face and laughed loudly, but then he couldn't help but remind Ye Xuan: "Ye Xuan, that boy Wang Yue is not afraid, but I heard that he has several cousins, and his cousin is also in our college, all in advanced classes, but don't be afraid, fat, I am the third young master of the Chen family after all, and the Wang family is very powerful, and my Chen family is not easy to mess with. If they dare to cause trouble for you, they will make me anxious and pull out a team of troops from the mansion and destroy him."

Ye Xuan patted the fat man on the shoulder, knowing that the other party was caring for him, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, that boy Wang Yue would admit defeat. If he dares to cause trouble for me, I will make him die even worse."

His voice was not loud, but he had a kind of confidence in looking down on everything, like a dragon talking about an ant, high above.

After hearing this, Chen Xing was shocked, looked at Ye Xuan, and thought to himself: My brother is really different from before.

After breakfast, the two came to the training classroom.

This is a large classroom of thousands of square meters. A large number of students have gathered in it. About hundreds of students gathered together, making it very lively.

The students of Xingxuan Academy are divided into three grades: low-level class, intermediate class and advanced class. Among them, the low-level class refers to warriors whose Xuan meridians are opened between one and four paths. The intermediate class is a warrior whose Xuan meridians are opened between five and six paths. The advanced class is also called the graduation class. It is a warrior who opens the seven paths. Once the Xuanhai is condensed and becomes a first-level warrior, he can graduate from Xingxuan Academy.

In addition, the maximum study period of Xingxuan College is five years. After five years of admission, no matter how many mysterious meridians are opened, they will automatically graduate.

But those who can enter the academy are all talented boys in Lanyue City and nearby towns. Ordinary people cannot enter at all. Therefore, even if most people cannot become first-level warriors before graduation, they basically have opened up six or seven mysterious veins. Those who have been in the academy for four years and are still low-level students, and have only opened up one mysterious vein, which is rare in a century.

Martial arts courses are grade classes, and half of the students in low- and intermediate classes will participate.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the martial arts class began.

More than 300 students from Xingxuan Academy from low- and intermediate classes were organized into a square formation, watching Instructor Luo walk in, and the entire training classroom was silent.

This is a middle-aged man over 1.9 meters tall, wearing a white sky blue old officer uniform, with a clear face and a kind of iron-blooded aura unique to the soldiers of the kingdom.

Looking at more than 300 students, Luo Zhan looked calmly: "You group of trash from low-level classes, this is your standing posture. Look at your own appearance one by one, and you are lazy. Have you forgotten the lessons I taught before? Pose is the most important appearance of a warrior. If you can't even stand well, what qualifications do you have to become a powerful martial artist in the future?"

"tell me?"

Luo Zhan roared, and no one answered the students. At this time, only fools would take the blame, and that was simply seeking death.

"Given that your performance today makes me very dissatisfied with it, before the martial arts class, I will do two hundred leapfrogs first. If anyone does not do it well, I will let him ********** today."
Chapter completed!