Spiritual And Martial Conqueror Chapter 168

Chapter 168 - Bleeding Noses and Faces

Out of the Wind Martial Skills left behind by the Zephyr Guild, there were only twenty of them. The rest were at the Star rank and Chenchen rank. Only the Wings of the Wind was at the Primary Level Yellow Rank. There were very few wind attribute martial skills, and even fewer wind attribute flying martial skills. Just think about it, a powerhouse who wasn't a martial art marshal was actually able to stand in the air like a martial arts marshal. What kind of beautiful thing was this?

A drop of blood dripped onto the jade slip, and it immediately began to shine. A ray of light entered the s.p.a.ce between Lu Shaowu's eyebrows, transforming into a large amount of information in his mind.

After a while, the faint light from the jade slip disappeared, and Lu Shao You also knew the training method of Wind Wings. After a moment, the dim light from the jade slip disappeared, and Lu Shao You also knew the training method of Wind Wings.

Wind attribute flying martial skills, even when one reached the Martial Commander realm, for those who possessed a wind attribute flying martial skill, their speed would be much faster when facing a flying martial skill's amplitude.

"And there's the wooden prison shackles." Lu Shao You smiled and took out another green jade chip. A wood-attributed aura permeated the air; this was the Wooden Block Jade Strip that Lu Shao You had been wanting to learn for a long time.

Compared to wind type martial skills, wood type martial skills were even more difficult to find. wood type martial skills were strange and tricky and extremely difficult to deal with, and among all martial artists, wind type and wood type martial skills were recognized as the smallest.

This wooden shackle was an early Huang grade martial skill. Of course, there were also a lot of wood type martial skills of the Zephyr Guild. Chenchen, Star rank, and the highest one was a high Huang grade wood martial skill.

Lu Shaoyu considered it for a long time before deciding to choose this primary Huang grade wooden prison. Firstly, the low level Lu Shaoyu looked down upon, and the high level Lu Shaoyu knew very well was that he could not use his strongest power, so whether he could cultivate it or not was uncertain.

Just like how he had barely managed to cultivate the first stage Profound Rank saber soul skill, he was only able to practice the first stage of the Blade Soul Slash. The second stage Blade Soul Light Blade and the third stage Blade Soul Void Essence could not be used.

Although his water attribute martial skill, Raging Sea of Flames, was only an elementary Huang grade martial skill, logically speaking, it couldn't be compared with the initial Xuan level soul slash. However, Lu Shaoyu knew that the power of his Raging Sea of Flames was not much weaker than the Saber Soul Skill's because of his current strength and inability to fully utilize the might of his Saber Soul Skill.

Of course, once he fully activated the power of the Blade Soul Skill, its power would be much stronger than the Water Element Martial Skill Raging Sea's power.

He placed a drop of blood on the jade slip and sent his telepathic thoughts into it. A wood-attributed energy diffused and a dense blue light filled the air. It entered between Lu Shaowu's eyebrows and turned into a large stream of information in his mind.

… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … ….

Five days later, a figure appeared on the back mountain of the Zephyr Guild. This person was about seventeen to eighteen years old, his eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were like the stars. At this time, the youth's upper body was bare, and he looked skinny, but his body was strong and st.u.r.dy, filled with a sense of explosive power.

"Wings of the Wind." The young man shouted as his hands formed complicated hand seals. One could vaguely see that his Zhen Qi was flowing through his meridians, and the wind attribute Qi was gathering in the air around him.

At this point, the voice from behind the young man could be heard as a large amount of true energy leaked out, forming two invisible curtains of air on his back. It was like the wings of a bird, but there was something out of place about it.

"Huff …" As the two curtains of air slapped against each other, the youth's body slowly rose into the air. Unexpectedly, he was already three meters away.

"Swish, swish …"

"Bam!"

At this moment, this incongruous pair of wings instantly dissipated. The youth's body fell heavily onto the ground, landing on all fours.

"Swish, swish …"

A small yellow snake's tongue flicked in and out. Its pair of small eyes rolled around before closing them tightly. After hearing the sound of falling to the ground, it opened its small eyes as if it couldn't bear to watch.

"Big brother, does it hurt? Why don't you take a rest?" Lu Xintong ran over to the youth's side. The youth was naturally Lu Shaowu. These past few days, he had not been successful in cultivating the Wings of the Wind. Instead, he had been left with a swollen nose and face.

"d.a.m.n, I don't believe it." Lu Shaowu spat a mouthful of saliva into the distance, clenched his teeth, and immediately said to Lu Xintong: "Xie Tong, move aside a bit. Be careful that brother doesn't hit you."

Lu Xintong helplessly retreated to Long Haochen's side, while the Skywing Snow Lion also helplessly looked at Lu Shaowu.

"Bang!"

"The heck, why did you still fall? Continue..."

"Bam!"

"Continue..."

In this way, it wasn't until nightfall that Lu Shao You returned to his room with bruises all over his face and nose. After packing up for a while, he left the Zephyr Guild with Xiaolong and the Heavenly Winged Snow Lion in the dark.

From the Flying Spirit Sect to the borders of the Misty Mountain Range, with the speed of the Heavenly Winged Snow Lion, it had only been six hours. It had already been a few days since he became a Martial Master.

Although there were many pills on his body now, the speed at which he swallowed Zhen Qi was much faster than when he swallowed it, and consuming Zhen Qi only required one's own strength, but there was no need to burn money. In any case, in the Ancient Regions, Lu Shaoyu had decisively chosen to swallow warriors.

It was already late at night at the edge of the Misty Capital Mountain Range. Under the moonlight, the branches of the trees danced wildly, as if they were countless ghosts' claws tearing the sky apart. The whistling wind and the occasional beast cry added a strange quality to the entire mountain range.

In front of a bright bonfire, six figures were resting with their eyes closed. Three of them were Martial Masters and three Martial Disciples. They were probably a small group that had entered the Misty Valley from the Ancient Regions.

"Roar …"

When the six of them instantly opened their eyes, a streak of yellow light flashed by. One of the level 1 Martial Master cultivators felt a chill on his neck, and with a sharp pain, a large amount of energy attacked the depths of his soul, causing him to lose consciousness.

"There's a demon beast ambushing us, run!" The remaining five people shouted loudly, and their bodies instantly retreated backwards.

"Swoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Swish!"

Three burning finger prints cut through the night sky. A ray of light flashed and a violent force came out. Three Martial Disciple level cultivators instantly had three b.l.o.o.d.y holes in their bodies. Then, their bodies fell to the ground with a loud bang.

A green-robed figure appeared at the same time and landed in front of the remaining two Martial Masters.

"Who are you!" One of them was a Level 1 Martial Master while the other one was a Level 2 Warrior. When the Level 2 Martial Master saw a figure appear, he immediately asked in shock.

"It's no use telling you." The cyan-robed figure let out a soft sound, and the zhen Qi around his body suddenly vibrated. A earthen yellow palm print was thrown out like lightning.

"You're only a level one Martial Master, but you're courting death." When the green-robed figure made his move, the second level Martial Master quickly saw that the person before him was only a first level Martial Master. With a cold snort, he sent out a palm strike.

At the same time, the remaining Level 1 Martial Master was about to attack the green-robed figure. However, his expression suddenly changed as he saw a light yellow snake blocking him. Behind him, a huge white Demonic Beast was watching him closely.

"Bam!"

At this moment, the two palms in front of him collided with a loud bang, and a violent force swept out, causing the dust and dirt in the air to fly into the air.

"Tap, tap, tap, tap …"

A huge force poured down and the Level 2 Martial Master instantly staggered a few steps back. He stared in disbelief at the green-robed figure. His opponent was a Level 1 Martial Master. It was actually able to suppress his power.

"Die." After that, he quickly spread out his palms and gripped them tightly. A wave of earth attribute true energy shot out and wrapped around his fist, and his feet fiercely stomped on the ground. Like a ray of light, he charged straight towards Lu Shaoyu.

Even though he was a Level 1 Martial Master, his strength was not below that of his opponent's Level 2 Martial Master. This was the advantage of having thick meridians and the vast Qi in his dantian. With his current level as a Level 1 Martial Master, even if he relied on only his true energy, he would still be able to contend against a Level 3 Martial Master.

After a slight sneer, Lu Shao You's face revealed a faint creepy smile. He slowly raised his hand, and an instant later, he suddenly spread it open and shouted, "Devour."

As Lu Shaoyu's voice faded, a strange power suddenly shot out from his palm. This power was very strange, and after it flew out of Lu Shaowu's palm, it didn't violently surge out, but instead swirled around Lu Shaowu's palm like a deep hole in the air.

"Chi …!"

With a dull thud, the warrior's expression froze. His body stood still like a wooden stake, as if bound by an invisible force. He couldn't move at all.