Conqueror of the Martial World

"Qin Feng, when this happened, I was not in Tianwu Gate. When I came back, the matter had been settled, and I couldn't continue pursuing the matter. However, all the relevant people have been punished by me. Since the matter has already been resolved, why must you keep it in mind? " Liu Qingfeng woke up very quickly and said.

Hearing these words, Qin Feng's face revealed an even denser cold smile, "Liu Qingfeng, are you an idiot, or do you take me for one? As the main culprit, Song Zixuan was safe and sound afterwards. Could this be your so-called punishment? "

A peerless genius could only be found by chance, even a weak sect, to be able to produce such a disciple, there was a huge possibility that they would become a great power in the Martial God Continent.

"It was, it was okay if I didn't know, but now that I know, it's impossible for me to be with trash."

After he finished speaking, Qin Feng circled around Liu Qingfeng and walked forward.

Liu Qingfeng was unwilling to accept this. He was clearly a nominal disciple of the Tianwu Gate, but he wanted to watch on helplessly as he became a disciple of another sect. In a moment of desperation, he turned and grabbed Qin Feng's arm.

"What is it? As the Sect Leader of the Tianwu Gate, not only must you break the sect rules, you must also break the rules of the martial way? " Qin Feng asked coldly.

Hearing this, Liu Qingfeng hurriedly let go of his hands.

This was because the nominal disciple had the right to decide, and this was indeed the sect rules of the Tianwu Gate.

Right now, his actions were no different from slapping himself in the face. "I'm not trying to break the rules. I just wish you would consider it."

"I will never join the Tianwu Gate. Furthermore, I hereby swear that I will make the Tianwu Gate pay a hundred, even a thousand times the price for Lin Xue's justice. Qin Feng gritted his teeth and said in the end.

His voice was too cold, and every word was full of hatred, causing those who heard it to feel a chill run down their spines.

Liu Qingfeng was even more terrified, he felt that when he secretly allowed his sect to handle the matter of Lin Xue's death, it had given rise to a grave danger for the Tianwu Gate.

The thing that made Liu Qingfeng the most depressed was that, even if the current Qin Feng was extremely weak, because he had become a warrior of the ninth step at such a young age, this news would definitely spread quickly.

At this moment, Qin Feng also publicly swore a venomous oath. If he was in White Cloud City, whatever happened to him, Tianwu Gate would not wait for Qin Feng to deal with him, and he would be done for.

The Martial God Continent, every nation have their own laws and regulations to protect the genius martial artist, they would never allow their sects to argue with each other and do something bad to the foundation, this was also to protect the foundation of their country.

In other words, this was a show of goodwill to the geniuses of the martial dao that would allow them to feel grateful to their country once they became strong.

Right now, Liu Qingfeng could only hope that Qin Feng could not become a Martial Arts totem or a trashy Martial Arts totem. If he was reduced from a peerless genius to a useless genius, then he would no longer be a threat to Tianwu Gate.

Because, in the experiential, death was a very normal thing. Any rules would have no effect.

Qin Feng flew down the martial arena, and the dense nominal disciple below immediately opened up a path for him.

The look in their eyes, the disdain and carefreeness they once had towards him, no longer existed. They were now replaced with looks of envy and reverence.

This was the rule of the Martial God Continent. Geniuses were the focus of attention, and true experts were revered by the world.

But in Qin Feng's heart, he couldn't help but bitterly smile.

Because he had already formed his own totem, his martial totems was but a tiny caterpillar.

The martial totems were bugs, and were destined to be ordinary.

Therefore, when Qin Feng found out that his own martial totems was a bug, he only planned to use force to kill Song Zixuan. He did not plan to use force to seek justice for Lin Xue.

After all, there were other occupations in the Martial God Continent, such as the poison master that made people's faces change, or the respected Spirit Master.

The powerful poison master could kill people without them noticing, and could even poison a city with ease. However, this was too insidious, not only was it hated by the martial artist, it was also hated by ordinary people.

Spirit Masters were completely different. They had all sorts of different methods that could help the martial artist strengthen his martial totems and have a higher status than the martial artist.

The powerful Spirit Masters were revered by all the martial artist s. The martial artist was also willing to work for the strong Spirit Masters.

Therefore, Qin Feng was more inclined to be a Spirit Master.

However, the conditions to become a Spirit Master were very harsh. If he could not become a Spirit Master, in order to avenge Lin Xue and get justice for him, he would not hesitate to throw away his principles and choose to become a poison master that was feared and hated by everyone.

When Qin Feng walked out of the crowd, the other forces that were spectating from afar immediately surrounded him with their fastest speed.

"Young Master Qin, please join the Sword School. We will definitely spare no effort in helping you grow."

"The sword sect is merely a third-rate power of the White Cloud City. What resources do they have? Young Master Qin, come to Spirit Sea Sect! We will also devote our resources to nurturing you. so that you can become more powerful quickly, and become a Brilliant Divine Dragon Kingdom. "

Everyone rushed to throw out the olive branch to Qin Feng, trying their best to get him to join their force.

This made Qin Feng even more depressed.

In just a year's time, from a Fourth Martial Stage practitioner to a Ninth Martial Stage practitioner, he had been full of confidence, believing himself to be a peerless genius.

He really didn't know what they would do if these people in front of him knew that the peerless talent that they were fighting over was actually just a fleeting, useless talent.

Even so, Qin Feng did not display any ill will. He smiled and bowed: "Everyone, thank you for your good intentions. White Cloud City, the annual martial totems Assessment is about to begin. You should wait until I finish with the martial totems Assessment before deciding whether or not you want to accept me as your disciple! "

Without waiting for them to finish speaking, Qin Feng squeezed through the crowd and quickly left.

It was already deep into the night.

A crescent moon hung high in the sky, its splendor cool.

In the quiet and secluded mountains, a grave stood erect.

On the tombstone at the top of the grave, there were six big words written — — Love Daughter Lin Xue's Tomb.

In front of the grave sat a young man, it was Qin Feng.

After a year of bitter cultivation, Qin Feng was going to train here. Only this way, with every time he saw Lin Xue's grave, would he be motivated to work hard and not dare to slack off.

When Qin Feng found out about his Inherent Skill, he was even angry at himself.

If he was not so mischievous before, and had never paid too much attention to cultivation, his talent would have been discovered early on. How would Song Zixuan dare to harm her?

However, what happened after all happened, it was already too late.

Now, he only wanted to use his own hard work to kill Song Zixuan and personally help Lin Xue take revenge. He wanted to make Celestial Sect pay a heavy price to seek justice for her.

Although Qin Feng's own martial totems was like a bug, as long as he cultivated hard for a year, he had already gotten used to it.

Therefore, he originally only wanted to accompany Lin Xue here, but in the end, he chose to continue cultivating.

Just as Qin Feng was training, in his mind, the self-made Martial Arts totem suddenly appeared.

What Qin Feng did not expect was that after the martial totems appeared, the feathers on its body suddenly fell off quickly, transforming into a Microcystis that disappeared right after.

Immediately after, Qin Feng could clearly feel that his body was absorbing the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth at a faster rate.

What was going on?

According to the martial arts theory, once a Martial Arts totem was formed, it would only grow bigger and bigger.

Qin Feng was a little stupefied, because he felt that what had happened to him was unimaginable.

He frowned and fell into deep thought.

Very quickly, Qin Feng's face revealed a pleasantly surprised expression.

Because he thought of what his father had once said, that during the cultivation of the martial way, there was an extremely rare and extraordinary Martial Totem, called the Evolutionary Martial Spirit.

Anyone who had achieved such a feat in martial totems was destined to be extraordinary. At the very least, they would be able to dominate a region and even become famous in the Martial God Continent.

His own self-made totem, which was originally a caterpillar, now underwent a change and became a Microcystis.

The most important thing was that after the caterpillar had become a Microcystis, Qin Feng could clearly feel that its body's attraction to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had increased even more. This was the best explanation.

Qin Feng really did not think that he would actually become an extremely rare and extraordinary Evolutionary Martial Spirit.

It seemed that the reason he had such an extraordinary performance in Fighter realm was indeed because of the super extraordinary Martial Totem concealed within his body.

The excited Qin Feng looked towards Lin Xue's grave: "Xue'er, I am not a useless genius, I am a true peerless genius. Just you wait, I will definitely avenge you and seek justice for you. "

As he softly murmured these words, tears flowed down from Qin Feng's eyes.

He once again thought of the times when he was together with Lin Xue, drop by drop, he felt sorrow in his heart, and couldn't help but cry.