Douluo: I can hear Qian Renxue's voice

Xue Beng found it strange why Qian Renxue's attitude towards him suddenly changed so drastically.

Although he could feel that Qian Renxue was more accepting of him before, he still maintained a safe distance, not too far or too close.

But Qian Renxue's behavior just now clearly meant that she wanted to treat herself as one of her own.

Is she deceiving me?

An unpleasant idea appeared in Xue Beng's mind, but he rejected it immediately.

Because it's not necessary.

I am not a threat to Qian Renxue at all now. There is no need for Qian Renxue to deceive a six-year-old who has just awakened...

Wait, I just woke up! Could it be that she thinks that my potential may threaten her in the future, so she wants to...recruit me.

In fact, the word "recruit" is not quite accurate. Xue Beng feels that Qian Renxue wants to... cultivate herself.

Just like Li Yuanba was so single-minded towards Li Shimin, but was lacking in other aspects.

Sure enough, careerists always train their teams from an early age.

Xue Beng sighed calmly.

Qian Renxue probably wanted to plant the seeds of her leadership in her heart when she was still immature. In the future, she would be just a tool under her command. Even after she showed her cards, she still could not blame her.

Xue Beng looked strange.

Good guy, he not only wants my property, he also wants me as a person, and he also wants my heart.

But fortunately, this is Qian Renxue, and he is sure to suppress the avalanche with his strength. Otherwise, others would probably be afraid of raising tigers and would definitely put some restrictions on the avalanche, such as... poison.

Xue Beng is not too worried about this, because Qian Renxue still has feelings for her, and she can feel that Qian Renxue's behavior just now was sincere.

In other words, she really wants me to be hers.

It doesn't matter to him that the avalanche is over, now it's enough for him to have time to develop.

I just don’t know if Wuhun Palace allows it or not.

Xue Beng can only hope that Qian Renxue can convince Wuhun Palace on this point, otherwise he may have to be more careful.

But... it should be fine.

After all, the identity is there.

Xue Beng figured it out, and now his path is a little wider.

First: listen to Qian Renxue and focus on her.

This is not to lick a dog, but to save one's life.

Second: Improve your strength. The stronger you are now, the more valuable you prove to be.

Third: Becoming a dandy will not please everyone, at least not favorably.

Xue Beng thought of this and shook his head.

I still can't do anything myself, and the feeling of being controlled by others is too bad.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved Xue Beng's little face became.

Forget it, let’s take it one step at a time.

Suppressing the anguish in his heart, Xue Beng sat on the bed, preparing to start practicing for the first time in his life.

"I still have some expectations."

As for how to practice, everyone knows this. Even a three-year-old child knows that after awakening the martial soul, he should use the martial soul to absorb the energy in the air.

Xuebengpan closed his eyes and began to practice with concentration.

However, not long after he started practicing, he stopped.

Xue Beng opened his eyes and looked strangely.

"There seems to be something wrong with my martial spirit."

When Xue Beng was practicing just now, he could feel that his martial soul seemed to...be able to change.

It seemed that as long as he had a thought, his martial spirit would change into another form.

He subconsciously stopped practicing and did not change his martial soul hastily because of a thought.

What if you can't come back after the change? Have you ever seen someone who melted their SSR and then changed it to an SR?

Xue Beng stared blankly at the roc bird soul mark on the back of his hand, little brother, even you have begun to test me.

Xue Beng began to feel entangled in his heart. He looked at his martial spirit Dapeng quietly. In fact, he had a guess in his mind. If it was really what he thought, he would make it known.

"Will he become Kun?"

There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don’t know how many thousands of miles away it is. It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. The Peng’s back is so big that I don’t know how many thousands of miles it has. When it flies in anger, its wings are like hanging down.

Clouds in the sky.

Kun and Peng are originally two states of the same creature. If your martial soul is a roc bird, you might really be able to transform into Kun.

Otherwise... try it.

Xue Beng hesitated in his heart. After all, this was no joke. If it succeeded, the roc would become Kun, but what if he couldn't change back? He had changed his martial spirit for no reason. Who would believe it?

But if he doesn't try it, this thing will always be like an avalanche of feathers on the sole of his feet, making him itchy.

"Ah, it's so annoying."

Xue Beng lay down on the bed angrily and didn't move for a long time.

After a long time, he sat up suddenly and gritted his teeth.

"Done!"

Without giving himself any time to hesitate, Xue Beng directly activated his soul power.

The next moment, Xue Beng felt his palms heating up slightly, and the shadow of a roc appeared behind him.

After summoning the Dapeng, Xue Beng's eyes flashed.

Communicate martial arts according to feeling.

Sensing the intention of the avalanche, the Dapeng bird's martial spirit gradually blurred and turned into a ball of golden light.

Xue Beng was sweating profusely at this time, and he found that his soul power was being consumed very quickly.

Fortunately, the avalanche finally held on.

When the soul power was almost gone, the roc bird spirit behind Xue Beng disappeared and turned into a huge creature.

Looking at the huge figure, the ancient and heavy momentum, and the sense of power coming towards his face, Xue Beng was excited in his heart.

Kun, really Kun.

His martial spirit is neither a roc nor a kun.

Instead, it possesses two states and belongs to the powerful existence of ancient times, the most complete Kunpeng.

Xue Beng put away his martial spirit, clenched his fists tightly, and tried his best to suppress himself and prevent himself from laughing loudly.

But his eyes were unusually bright and excited.

In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I jumped up and down excitedly on the bed, danced, and opened my mouth wide in silent venting.

He was not only venting his martial soul's joy, but also venting his past grievances.

The feeling of being tied down is always a bad feeling.

At this moment, Xue Beng really felt like a Kunpeng, with a feeling that the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.

After venting his anger, Xue Beng lay on the bed, his chest heaving, his brown hair sticking to his forehead, looking a little embarrassed, and with a silly smile on his face.

It feels good.

Slowly raising his hand and looking at the mark of Kun's martial spirit on the back of his hand, Xue Beng smiled. He could feel that the feeling had not disappeared. His martial spirit could still turn into a roc, or even

More relaxed.

Xue Beng gathered his soul power slightly, and the next moment, the Kun mark on the back of his hand turned into the roc mark again.

The soul power just consumed seemed to be used to open a passage, and now the transformation of the martial soul was only a matter of Xue Beng's thought.

Come to think of it, Kunpeng can change his body at will.

I don't know if this is my twin martial soul.

After the joy passed, Xue Beng guessed in his mind.

However, this conjecture may not be confirmed until he obtains the soul ring.

Tired, sleep.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Xue Beng simply gave it up.

His mood fluctuated too much, and his soul power was consumed violently. He also felt tired at this time and closed his eyes.

Fell asleep happily.