Heaven-defying Skills

Han Fengxue felt empty in his heart and was at a loss. His mind was extremely complicated, angry, unwilling, and even lonely. He could do anything for his family and friends. He did so. For Yuan Mengyao and Ao Yunxing, he was willing to risk his life to assassinate the prince, but what did he get in return? Deception, conspiracy, this turned out to be a scam that his brother and girlfriend had planned for a long time. He didn't know whether he was right or wrong to do so, why he paid with his heart and soul, but got sadness and crying.

"Maybe I think too highly of myself. In the eyes of others, maybe I am nothing." Han Fengxue laughed at himself in his heart.

"Brother, Xuefeng, are you okay?" Seeing Han Fengxue standing calmly, Leng Wuya and Qi Yu asked worriedly. In their opinion, Han Fengxue should try his best to vent, but the silence at this moment made them uneasy.

Looking up at the two people, seeing the worry in their eyes, Han Fengxue smiled bitterly. Fortunately, he still has brothers, teachers, and relatives.

"Don't worry, I can still stand this setback."

The two of them were relieved. Qi Yu patted Han Fengxue on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Is this like our brother Xuefeng? People should be free and easy." Can he really be free and easy? That was just a word to comfort Han Fengxue. Qi Yu himself felt like a broken five-flavor bottle, with all kinds of tastes in his heart.

"Well," Han Fengxue nodded and said, "Okay, I still have to practice, I'll go first." Han Fengxue now just wants to play a good song to vent the depression in his chest.

Yaohui College was calm and comfortable at night. Occasionally, a pair of male and female college students passed by. Han Fengxue thought of himself again, came to the silent woods, and took out the Jiuxiao Ring from the Xuanyue Ring. This was the first time he played this piano.

With his hands gently stroking the strings of the zither, Han Fengxue's heart calmed down. Everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him. His fingertips trembled slightly, and the sound of the zither rose up, as if he was telling the moonlight about his resentment. Han Fengxue and the zither were one, and he had never been so devoted as he was at this moment.

When he was a child, his mother loved him and his father protected him, but he was a useless person. He grew up slowly in the eyes of the people in the clan, mocking and despising him. His father's life and death, his mother's disappearance, the enemy's pressure, and his grandfather's tragic grandeur made him grow up in a short period of time. He met the Cangyue Xiaodiao, Wushen Longzhan, and his teacher and brothers gradually appeared in his life. From a waste of cultivation to a peerless genius, he felt the care and kindness of everyone, and his heart gradually opened up and became cheerful and open-minded. Then he was used and framed by conspiracy, and scene after scene appeared in his mind.

The sound of the zither was melodious and gentle, sometimes high-pitched and passionate, and sometimes low and plain. Han Fengxue unconsciously integrated everything he encountered in his life into the sound of the zither.

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Teacher, don't worry, leave everything to me." After the song was played, Han Fengxue felt indescribably comfortable, his heart was particularly clear, the depression in his chest was swept away, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of flying spirit, there was no trace of dejection.

"Hmm?" Han Fengxue put away the piano, and just as he was about to get up, he felt a throbbing in his spiritual sea. His eyes lit up, and he began to practice spiritual exercises. His consciousness sank into the spiritual sea, and he saw five element crystals of different colors spinning rapidly, faster than any time before.

With joy in his heart, Han Fengxue began to devote all his energy to practice, and the five elements in the air continuously gathered towards the spiritual sea through the fully connected meridians. After breaking through the martial arts and opening up the meridians in his body, Han Fengxue absorbed elements several times faster than before. Not long after, the element crystals became fatter. Seeing that the element crystal still showed no signs of slowing down and was running rapidly, Han Fengxue knew that this time, he was 100% immersed in the playing of the piano music and his mental power had greatly improved. However, he also knew that this kind of thing could only be encountered by chance, and this state was inspired by his heart. Even if he wanted to enter it deliberately next time, it would be impossible. This is called opportunity.

In this case, Han Fengxue would certainly not be polite and continued to absorb the five elements. I don’t know how long it took, but the rotation of the element crystal finally began to slow down, gradually until it crawled like a snail. Han Fengxue stopped practicing, but the element crystal at this time was more than twice as large as before.

"How is this possible," Han Fengxue exclaimed in his heart, and after a closer look, it was definitely not an illusion. The five element crystals were indeed more than doubled in size at the same time.

His mind moved slightly, and a trace of induction was transmitted to the spiritual sea. Han Fengxue knew that everything was true. He broke through. After more than half a year of hard practice, he finally broke through, which meant that he had entered the ranks of the powerful skill kings.

He opened his eyes, and as his mind moved, the surrounding elements began to throb violently. "So strong, no wonder I, a Nine Star Skill Master, am so powerless in front of the Skill King." Han Fengxue exclaimed.

"What is this?" Han Fengxue was a little confused. He felt an invisible thing, but he couldn't see or touch it.

"Soul," Han Fengxue widened his eyes and said to himself, "Is this what my father said about breaking through the Skill King to master some soul power? Then, what I sensed must be my soul."

He closed his eyes again, and Han Fengxue immersed his mind in the induction of the soul. As time went on, the soul gradually became clear in the induction.

"What is this?" Han Fengxue sensed two extra souls in his soul that did not belong to him. One of them felt very close to his own soul. His heart ached slightly, and Han Fengxue's eyes were a little wet. He said in his heart: "Father, can you hear me?"

After calling several times in a row, there was still no answer. Han Fengxue knew that he still could not wake up his father, and his belief in becoming stronger became stronger. Han Fengxue could clearly sense the difference between the two residual souls. Although they were both residual souls, his father's was very weak, while the breath of the other residual soul moved him and frightened him.

"Father, I will let you wake up early." Han Fengxue murmured in his heart.

When he opened his eyes for the third time, a ray of dawn had appeared in the sky. Han Fengxue had actually stayed there all night. But at this time, Han Fengxue only felt refreshed all over his body, and both his state of mind and strength were sublimated again.

A smile appeared on his face, and Han Fengxue got up and walked towards the dormitory, "They didn't see me all night, maybe they were worried."