Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Zhao Heng knew very well that "that person" mentioned by Wang Zhenshou was once so stunning and awe-inspiring. And Ling Xiao's appearance seemed to bring that dusty memory to the forefront again, making people feel emotional.

"If such a person grows up, we may not be able to control him." Wang Zhenshou sighed, his sigh full of helplessness and worry.

He lowered his eyes slightly, as if thinking about the more profound consequences.

"Moreover, if this person doesn't even give face to you or me, how can he give face to others? In this world where the strong are respected, if he advances all the way, he will probably make countless enemies. By then, the situation will be difficult to end. ”

After hearing this, Zhao Heng was silent for a moment, seeming to weigh Ling Xiao's threat and potential. There was a complicated look in his eyes, which contained both recognition of Ling Xiao's strength and concerns about his character.

"Indeed," he said slowly, with a bit of solemnity in his voice.

"This person has a bad temper. Once he takes action, he will fight desperately. He has extremely strong actual combat ability. He is simply a ruthless person. Moreover, I found that he seems to have some trump cards that he has not yet used. That kind of hidden feeling is very disturbing. His true strength is even more elusive.”

Wang Zhenshou's expression became even more ugly at this moment, and he frowned, as if he saw the trouble that Ling Xiao might bring in the future.

"I checked his information," he said in a low voice.

“This person came here from Northern Xinjiang and experienced countless ups and downs along the way. His style of doing things is extremely decisive, even ruthless.

He never shows mercy towards his enemies, and every time he strikes, he is merciless and merciless. If this kind of character and this kind of strength cannot be used by us, it will cause serious trouble in the future. "

At this point, the atmosphere between the two of them became heavy. They knew that facing a genius like Ling Xiao, they could neither offend easily nor take it lightly. How to properly handle the relationship with him has become a lingering problem in their minds.

Zhao Heng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, as if he was making a difficult decision. He asked in a low voice: "Are you going to kill?" There was both determination and hesitation in this sentence.

When Wang Zhenshou heard this, he shook his head gently. The movement of shaking his head was full of helplessness and wisdom.

"Kill?" He asked back, and then gave the answer himself.

"How to kill him? The Young Master is protecting him. If we really kill him, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive. What's more, he has not done anything extraordinary so far, and we have no sufficient reason to kill him. . In this world where the strong are respected, strength is important, but justifiable reasons are also indispensable.”

After hearing this, Zhao Heng sighed helplessly, with a trace of complicated emotions flashing in his eyes. "I hope he's not the second guy..."

He murmured to himself, his tone containing both concern for Ling Xiao and fear of past memories. After all, the "guy" who once made them fearful had brought them endless trouble and losses.

Both of them knew that Ling Xiao's outstanding talent was rare in their lives. Neither Zhao Heng nor Wang Zhenshou wanted to see such a genius fall, let alone his enemy.

They understand that once Ling Xiao becomes an enemy, it will be an extremely difficult existence and may even threaten their status and lives.

Therefore, although their hearts were full of fear and uneasiness towards Ling Xiao, they still chose to endure and observe.

They hope that Ling Xiao can embark on the right path and become a force they can use instead of becoming a threat they must get rid of.

…

After sending away Bai Sha and Hua Shan, Ling Xiao did not relax at all, but immediately threw himself into intense training. He knew very well that although he was lucky enough to survive today's battle, the lessons learned were profound.

He sat alone in the training room, closing his eyes and meditating, and the scene of the fight with Deputy Zhenshou Zhao and Wang Zhenshou kept replaying in his mind.

That battle made him understand a truth deeply: in this world filled with strong men, the enemies he faced were not only warriors of his own age, but more powerful ones from the older generation. who.

They have rich experience and deep strength, and can often deliver a fatal blow at critical moments.

Recalling today's battle, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel scared.

Although Deputy Governor Zhao and Governor Wang did not really want to take his life, he tried his best to barely save his life. If he encounters an enemy who really wants to kill him, he may have difficulty even protecting himself.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's eyes became firmer.

He understands that he must become stronger in order to survive in this cruel world. He not only needs to improve his strength, but also enhance his life-saving ability to ensure that he can avert danger at critical moments.

For Ling Xiao, Daluo Tianmoying was once just one of his many martial arts. Although it was quite powerful, he felt that he had already mastered it to the point where he could use it, so he never delved into it deeply.

However, after a battle with Deputy Zhenshou Zhao and Wang Zhenshou, he deeply realized that the potential of this martial art was far from being explored by himself. Now, it was time to give it more attention.

Therefore, Ling Xiao took out a large number of spiritual stones that shone with various colors of light from the storage ring. These spiritual stones contained pure and abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and were indispensable and valuable resources for warriors to practice.

He placed the spirit stones in a specific formation to form a simple spirit gathering formation to accelerate the absorption and transformation of spiritual energy.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the spirit stone formation, Ling Xiao closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to practice the Great Luotian Demon Shadow wholeheartedly.

As the spiritual power in his body surged, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and poured into his body, nourishing his meridians and dantian.

Time passed like a white horse, and in a blink of an eye, three days passed quietly. During these three days, Ling Xiao put all his energy into practice.

His figure flickered in and out of the practice room, like a ghost. Every flash was accompanied by the display of the Great Luotian Demon Shadow martial arts, and every display made the power of this martial arts even higher.

Finally, in the early morning of the fourth day, Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with unprecedented firmness and confidence.

After three days of hard practice, the Great Luotian Demon Shadow has been practiced to the extreme of entry, and every movement and every detail has been mastered by him to perfection.

However, although he felt that his energy was sufficient, he still failed to break through to a higher level.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and thought to himself.

He understood that as a martial art with strong practical ability, the true essence of Daluo Tianmoying lies in its application and comprehension in actual combat.