Soul Eater: Asura God of War

In Tianwu Continent, everyone advocates martial arts.Every high-level "martial artist" is respected by the people in the mainland, and it is for this reason that many people begin to practice hard in order to become a martial artist.

But God's will tricks people, and not everyone has the qualifications to become a martial artist. No matter how much effort you put in, if you don't have a "sea of ​​qi" in your body, you will never be able to become a martial artist.

The sea of ​​qi is not born with it, but it is not obtained through cultivation. Generally, the sea of ​​qi will be formed between the ages of 12 and 15, and it can be said that there are very few people who can form the sea of ​​qi in their bodies.

Because of this, many martial arts families, in order to prevent the family from declining, will go to various parts of the mainland to find potential children to train and train, and such children are called "new blood" in the family. It is such a family of martial arts.

At this moment, in the training ground of the Xing family, a group of teenagers are gathered. They are the new blood of the Xing family. At this moment, all the teenagers are focusing their attention on the competition table in the training ground. The young man squatted on the ground, gasping for breath, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Xing Jue, you should give up, now you are not my opponent at all," a boy in white clasped his arms and said to the boy in black with a mocking expression.

"It's not over yet, how do you know?" After hearing the words of the white-clothed youth, the black-clothed youth Xing Jue slowly raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously, and replied with a dissatisfied face.

"Oh? If that's the case, then today I'll let you know how big the gap is between you and me." Hearing that Xing would never give in, a sneer appeared on the face of the boy in white, and then he raised his footsteps, slowly Slowly walking towards him, and in his clenched right fist, a layer of faint gas is also rapidly condensing.

"Hmph, it's exactly what I want." Xing Jue shouted loudly when he saw the white-clothed boy walking towards him, then suddenly stood up, and rushed towards the white-clothed boy at a very fast speed.

"drink!"

Facing the plundering Xing Jue, the white-clothed boy did not dodge. Instead, when the black-clothed boy was about to approach behind him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he punched Xing Jue fiercely. The punch didn't directly hit the boy in black, but an invisible gas surged out, and finally hit him fiercely.

"puff!"

After being hit by the bombardment, Xing Jue spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards with a semicircular arc, and finally landed viciously on the ground.

"Is this the power of martial arts?" After Xing Jue landed, he covered his chest that was hit, and whispered in amazement.

"Have you finally figured out the gap? You are a piece of shit!" Looking at the embarrassed Xing Jue, the boy in white said mockingly.

Hearing the words of the boy in white, Xing Jue clenched his fists tightly, his fingers creaked, and the unwillingness in his heart was self-evident.

"You and I are far worse than..." After a moment of silence, Xing Jue suddenly shouted, with a sudden movement of his feet, he rushed towards the boy in white again, and this time the speed was actually faster than before. Much faster.

Faced with the punishment that was plundered again, the face of the boy in white showed a fierce look. He slowly raised his right fist, and an invisible gas stronger than just now condensed quickly again.

"Xing Jue, that's enough!" Just as the two were about to fight, an indifferent voice sounded from outside the arena. After hearing this voice, Xing Jue and the boy in white stopped and looked at the scene off the court together. A burly man.This big man is two meters tall, and his muscular muscles are clearly visible even through his coat. This is the instructor in charge of training "new blood" of the Xing family, a high-ranking martial artist.

"Instructor" looked at the Xingjia instructor under the training ground, Xing Jue said in a low voice, but at this moment there was a tear in his dark eyes, which were unwilling tears.

"Xing Jue, I know you are very unwilling, but this is the family's rule. Today I asked you to compete with Xing Feng is already an exception. I think you now know the gap between you and Xing Feng, right? "Looking at the black-clothed boy, the Xingjia instructor showed no emotion on his face, and said coldly, but after hearing the instructor's words, Xing Jue also lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

"The gap between a martial artist and a martial artist is irreparable, because for a martial artist who can control the aura of martial arts, any attack by a martial artist is almost ineffective."

"Okay, even if you can't become martial arts masters, the Xing family will not abandon you. From today onwards, you will be assigned to various properties of the Xing family, do your job well, and serve the Xing family in another way. This is the best reward you can give to the Xing family for years of training." Seeing that Xing Jue remained silent for a long time, the instructor turned around and said seriously to the young men behind him.

After hearing the instructor's words, the teenagers walked out of the training ground in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the servants. They are all people who have not grown a sea of ​​energy in their bodies. Teenagers like them are called "waste blood", and For them, the Xing family will no longer reuse them, but will be assigned to various industries as domestic slaves and workers. Even if they perform well, they can only be small supervisors, and today is the day to transfer them away.

Looking at the people who were gradually dispersing, Xing Jue in the field also slowly walked down the test stage. After looking at the instructor, he slowly walked out of the training field under the leadership of the servant.

"Hey..." Looking at the back of Xing Jue who was gradually leaving, the instructor suddenly sighed, and there was a look of regret on his serious face.

Xing Jue, a 15-year-old high-level martial artist, was originally the most talented person among the new blood of the Xing family, but Xing Jue was still unable to condense the sea of ​​​​qi in his body until he was 15 years old. No matter how superb, but unable to use martial spirit, he is doomed to be unable to become a martial artist. Therefore, no matter how talented Xing Jue is, he cannot escape the fate of being abandoned by the Xing family. A house slave.

house slave...

Xing Jue sat on the carriage and looked out the window at the familiar scenes that were passing by. Xing Jue's heart was full of unwillingness. From a wandering teenager, he was chosen as a new blood by the Xing family, and with his cultivation talent far beyond ordinary people, he jumped to become a man. The strongest among the new blood has tasted the proud taste.

However, when he reached the age to condense the sea of ​​​​qi in his body, Xing Jue failed to condense it successfully. Looking at the people around him who were originally weaker than himself, because they condensed into a sea of ​​​​qi and surpassed him one by one, Xing Jue was extremely anxious in his determination. But no matter how hard he practiced, his body still couldn't condense into a sea of ​​energy. To this day, he, a former genius, unexpectedly became a "waste blood".

"Xing Jue, in fact, the instructor is very good to you. You have been assigned a supervisor's job there." Seeing Xing Jue being silent for a long time, his face full of melancholy, the old servant said comfortingly.

This old man is Xing Jue's personal servant. Everyone calls him Mr. Zhang. He is also a beginner martial artist. Since Xing Jue was selected to be the new blood of the Xing family, he has been served by Mr. Zhang. Speaking of which, Mr. Zhang grew up watching Xing Jue, and now seeing Xing Jue like this, he naturally feels distressed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I'm fine." After hearing Mr. Zhang's words, Xing Jue also felt Mr. Zhang's worry about him. He was taken care of by Mr. Zhang since he was a child. Naturally, he didn't want him to worry about himself. Although he was extremely sad, Xing Jue forced a smile and said to Elder Zhang.

"Hey..." However, Mr. Zhang couldn't see that Xing Jue was forcing a smile, so he sighed, his heart full of indescribable sorrow.

The carriage that Xing Jue was riding in was very fast. It took half an hour to walk out of the Xing Family's new blood training base. After walking out of the city gate of Yunzong City, it ran straight towards the west.

And just where the carriage passed by, the space suddenly squirmed, and then two old figures appeared on the avenue like ghosts.

"This Xing Jue's talent is very high, but it is indeed a strange thing that he has been unable to condense the sea of ​​energy for a long time," one of the old men in gray robes said in a low voice, watching Xing Jue's carriage gradually go away.

"If he can condense a sea of ​​energy, coupled with excellent training, he will not be worse than your Xiaohan." After hearing the old man in gray robe, the old man in white stroked his snow-white beard and said with a smile .

"Unfortunately, he can't." The gray-robed old man shook his head and said, but when the white-robed old man mentioned Xiaohan, there was a confident smile on his face.

"That's not necessarily true." After seeing the gray-robed old man deny his words, the white-robed old man suddenly turned his palm, and a white object the size of a pearl appeared in his palm. Layers of glittering brilliance surround it, but the slope is beautiful.

"You don't want to use it to help this kid, do you? Could it be that you, an old guy who doesn't like taking apprentices, are actually tempted by this kid this time?" Seeing the beast soul in the hands of the white-robed old man, the gray-robed old man was also surprised. , said immediately.

"It's not that I want to accept him as a disciple. It's just that this beast soul is useless for me. It's also a good idea to give it to those who need it." It wiggled for a while and disappeared.

"You old thing" Seeing the white-robed old man disappear, the gray-robed old man shook his head and said with a smile, and then his body squirmed and disappeared. It was as if the two had never appeared, leaving no trace.