Chapter 2871 Martial Intent Soars to the Sky (Part 2)

Chapter 2871   Martial Intent Soaring to the Sky (Part 2)

The screen suddenly changed.

That was his first 'fighting martial arts'. He had just left the family, Xiao Qingxue gave him a book of the Eight Steps of the Hundred Mysteries, and at the speed of comprehension, he bet against Elder Bai Heng.

Then there was the second "fighting martial arts", that was in the Xuanling Sect, he and a so-called genius disciple were conducting a test of martial arts talent...

The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...

He gradually walked from that remote place to the center of the mainland, to the center of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, where an incomparably bright light bloomed.

Whether it is in the Body Tempering Realm, or the Great Emperor Realm, or the Nine Heavens Supreme, or even the Supreme Heavenly Venerable, his martial arts talent is always stronger than his opponent.

He won every 'fight'!

Even though he is now on the verge of defeat in the game of chess against the top two of the five world's most favored sons, everyone knows that his martial arts talent is higher than these two.

"For you, martial arts, what is that?"

A sneer came from nowhere, and resounded in the endless darkness: "You really love martial arts? No, you don't!"

"Your so-called love of martial arts is only because of your unique martial arts talent, which can help you win every game!"

"What you are addicted to is not martial arts, but the thrill of victory!"

"If your talent is mediocre, even inferior to ordinary people, will you still love martial arts?"

Every word and every sentence is like thunder falling from the sky.

Suddenly, a huge tide rose in the darkness and completely engulfed Qin Nan.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Nan opened his eyes in a burst of shouts, and his eyes were completely blank.

"Why have you been sleeping for so long?" A voice of complaint sounded, and Qin Nan turned his head to see that it was Qin Changkong, who was also a disciple of the Qin family back then.

Qin Nan looked around. At this time, he was in a wing room, which was the wing room where he grew up in the Qin family.

Qin Nan felt a headache. He had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He seemed to have forgotten many things, many important things.

"Hey, don't be dejected, kid. Although you have only awakened the first-grade Huang-level martial arts talent, you can still be in politics. Now the officials of our Great Xia Empire have a very high status. I also heard that the last time the magistrate was angry, Several innate masters were directly arrested." Qin Changkong comforted.

"Huang-level first-grade martial arts talent? Politics?" Qin Nan said with a blank face, "What are you talking about, Changkong? Why can't I understand?"

"Damn it, you don't know anything anymore, brat? After being so stimulated?" Qin Changkong was startled, then sighed, and said, "Forget it, I'll tell you carefully, you kid must relax, Don't take it too seriously."

After listening to Qin Changkong rambling for half an hour, Qin Nan finally remembered. He is the young master of the Qin family in Linshui City, he is sixteen years old now, and he awakened his martial arts talent yesterday.

In the Canglan Continent, not everyone can cultivate, and everyone must awaken their martial arts talent at the age of sixteen. Martial arts talents are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. The sky level is the highest, and the yellow level is the lowest. Each level is divided into ten levels.

The higher the talent in martial arts, the more advanced exercises you can comprehend, the higher the speed of cultivation, the higher your achievements, and the stronger your combat power will be. The lower the talent, the more limited the achievements.

Generally speaking, as long as one awakens the second-grade Huang-level martial arts talent, one can comprehend some low-level exercises and barely practice them.

However, the Huang-level first-grade martial arts talent is almost no different from that of ordinary people, and it is really impossible to comprehend any exercises.

In short, he is a pure waste on the way of practice, not even qualified for practice.

Qin Nan felt a bitterness in his heart. Since he was a child, he has always yearned for cultivation. He has imagined countless times that he will one day become a great monk and roam the Canglan Continent.

In the end, this is the result.

Qin Nan coughed violently twice, and his chest felt a little stuffy. This was his old problem. When he was ten years old, he was unfortunately hit by a sky thunder. After he survived by chance, his health became worse and worse.

"You." Qin Changkong patted Qin Nan on the back, and immediately said in a low voice: "Probably tomorrow, the disciples in our clan will have to go to the Martial Palace in the city to study, and I can't accompany you. You If you want to open yourself up, it is best to go to Wengong to study tomorrow."

In the Canglan Continent, apart from practicing cultivation, there is another way to go, and that is to practice writing, to become a politician in the future, and to govern the Great Xia Empire.

On the Canglan Continent, if officials reach a certain level, no matter their status or status, they are no worse than those great cultivators. Even after reaching the third rank, the Great Xia Empire will use all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures to recuperate your body and make you live a thousand years.

"Don't worry. I'll go. Go ahead and get busy. I'm fine." Qin Nan nodded. Qin Changkong chatted with him for a while, and after confirming that he was fine, he turned and left.

Qin Nan walked out of the courtyard, and there were bursts of lively sounds from the martial arts training ground in the distance. He couldn't help being a little distracted, and immediately thought of his current situation, and couldn't help sighing.

He still wants to practice.

However, how can he cultivate the first-rank Huang-level martial arts talent?

Moreover, there is a rule in the Qin family that after a disciple reaches the age of eighteen, he must be independent from the family. As the young head of the family, if he has been dependent on the family and does not contribute to the family, then his father will definitely lose face and be ridiculed.

He had to go to Wen Palace.

Early in the morning of the next day, most of the young disciples of the Qin family headed for Martial Palace. Qin Nan and two or three other disciples who were less talented, or who loved politics, went to Wen Palace.

Wen Gong's courses are very full. From morning to night, it takes eight hours to study. First, learn the most basic Four Books and Five Classics of the Great Xia Empire, and then learn more advanced content.

Qin Nan read for a whole day, and when he returned to his room, he was dizzy. After washing his face and regaining consciousness, he carefully took out a worn ancient book.

This was a gift from his father when he was fifteen years old, an advanced martial art book called Thunder Sword Technique.

There are not many words in this book, only a few thousand, and Qin Nan has long been able to memorize it backwards, but for some reason, everything in it is like a heavenly book, and he still does not understand the meaning of it.

Qin Nan knew that it didn't make any sense for him to read it like this, but for some reason, he couldn't help but turn to the first page and read the extremely familiar content word by word.

He gradually exhaled, and his body relaxed a lot.