Sword Venerable Ling Tian/C24 This Was the Martial Soul with the Highest Grade of Golden Light?
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C24 This Was the Martial Soul with the Highest Grade of Golden Light?

"I want... I want to enter the inner sect! "

Although his breath was weak, his voice was firm.

"Ling Tian, I know that you have fulfilled your requirements for the awakening, but the awakening of the Martial Soul is not a small matter. Looking at Ling Tian who was trying his best to resist the pressure, even Hu Bufan couldn't help but open his mouth to persuade his.

Humph, arrogant child, I think he has been a lowly slave for a long time, hoping to erase his name when he enters the inner sect. Why did Elder Hu advise him to do it, if he wants to take the test, then let him take it!

Ling Tian had yet to speak when Zhong Changkong suddenly spoke out loudly. He looked towards the direction of the Qianlian Peak without restraint and said disdainfully, "I would actually like to see what rank of Martial Soul he can awaken to let your Qianlian Peak catch his breath!"

Liu Qianlian stared straight ahead, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Thank you Elder Hu for being worried, this disciple's body is fine. I want to wake up... Martial Soul! " Ling Tian looked straight at Hu Bufan.

"Alright then. Enough is enough. You must not try to be brave." Hu Bufan sighed, and could only agree.

Ling Tianyao swayed his body, and with Lin Shan's support, he stood under the Martial Soul Tower. The Blue Thunder Sword in his hands supported his body, and stabilized his body.

"Ling Tian, I advise you not to wishful thinking. Even if you go all out, you still wouldn't be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with me. The innate talent you possess isn't something that a lowly person like you should possess! Even if you have awakened the Martial Soul, you are still a Good-for-nothing! "

Du Fei took a step forward. With both hands behind his back, he looked at Ling Tian who was standing at the bottom of the Martial Soul Stage.

Right now, Du Fei had the Grade Six Martial Spirit, and was publicly recognized as the number one genius of the Outer sect. His mockery and ridicule of Ling Tian, no one dared to overdo it.

After all, his strength was there.

All of the disciples looked at the figure that was unyielding, shook their heads and took a few steps as well, showing sympathy and sighing.

Du Fei's Grade Six Martial Spirit was like a tall mountain lying there, and no one could cross it.

However, the current Ling Tian didn't hear a thing. The moment he stepped foot inside the Martial Soul Tower, his consciousness became a blur, and when he regained his clarity, he discovered that he had entered into a bizarre space. Floating around him were all different types of Shadow, and they were all the size of a palm.

With a thought, Ling Tian discovered that he jumped up with a flick of his body. He slowly flew upwards, as if he was underwater, and his movements were ephemeral and intangible.

Ling Tian's soul was in the void, but in everyone's eyes, when he was at the bottom of the Martial Soul Tower, he slowly raised his left hand, and the Martial Soul Tower began to buzz!

Amidst everyone's cries of surprise, the first floor of the Martial Soul Tower lit up, its speed was extremely fast, almost without pause, it rushed straight up!

White, green, blue, purple, orange, red!

In almost the blink of an eye, the Martial Soul Tower had broken through to the sixth floor. The blazing and dense scarlet light shone upon everyone's faces, causing them to turn completely red!

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded. The awakening speed that Ling Tian had displayed was simply unimaginable. Compared to now, Du Fei was simply trash!

Zhong Changkong and Du Fei were both dumbstruck. The ridicule on their faces had not even faded yet, as they felt extremely awkward. It was as if someone had cut off the gaochoo with a single slash and was about to spit out blood.

And in the direction of the Qianlian Peak, Liu Qianlian was actually extremely excited as both of his fists trembled.

And at this time, Ling Tian's impact on the Martial Soul under the Martial Soul Tower seemed to still be powerful, it did not stop!

White, green, blue, purple, orange, red, silver, gold!

It wasn't until the 80% completion of the golden light refinement that the light slowed down. However, it still steadily moved forward, not stopping at all.

including all of the inner sect Peak Master s and elders, even Hu Bufan was dumbstruck.

"Golden light, Grade Eight Martial Spirit?! "How, how is this possible!"

Everyone stared with their eyes wide open. They could not convince themselves, because they knew that the Grade Six Martial Spirit was the entire Ling Nan and was a rare talent in the Yun State. Even the Ziyun Sect was only at the sixth stage. Those rank 7 and above Martial Soul were of the upper rank, and each one of them were the pride of the heavens.

Even in the entire Empire, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away from Fortune City, the number of Grade Eight Martial Spirit that one knew of seemed to be less than two.

At this moment, a person appeared before them.

Could it be that this sword slave is truly a heavenly being, the reincarnation of the Martial God, descending upon the Ziyun Sect?!

Swish!

Just at this moment, Ziyun Sect Lord Bai Feiyun suddenly opened her Eyes, his sleeves fluttering as a giant hand formed from clouds and mist covered the top of the Martial Soul Tower.

At this time, Ling Tian, who was wantonly flying and swimming inside the Martial Soul Tower, suddenly heard a voice sound out beside his ears.

"Ling Tian, it's too late. Ziyun Sect, without a top-notch Martial Soul, get down! "

Like a clap of thunder, Ling Tian, who was mixed with the Great Void, suddenly woke up. Looking up, he discovered that he was only a few feet away from the top of the dimension.

Ling Tian's body was currently brimming with strength, he even had an impulse. As long as he used a bit of strength, he would be able to control everything, but the words that he heard pulled him back to reality.

Ziyun Sect was merely a small sect in the south of Southern region. If she were to awaken this level of Martial Soul, she would be doomed to failure.

Thinking about that, Ling Tian quickly controlled his body and went down. He found a small palm-sized sword at the deepest level, the sword blade was silver and plain, although the aura was not strong, but it emitted a clear aura, like the unpolished jade of a sword embryo.

Ling Tian was ecstatic, he extended his hand and the tens of thousands of sword shadow s wrapped the small sword up, and it entered his body in the blink of an eye.

Outside the Martial Soul Pagoda.

Seeing the Sect Master suddenly take action, everyone from the Ziyun Sect was not able to be shocked at all. The golden light suddenly dimmed, and with a hum, it instantly fell back down, landing on the white light above!

The white light was crystal clear. Although it was pure white, it was exceptionally bright.

Behind Ling Tian, a flickering Sword blade condensed and spun.

A word slowly surfaced on the signboard on the first floor of the Martial Soul.

The sword.

There was no description, just a simple word.

"Grade one Martial Soul?! Sword... "What's going on?"

"It must have been our eyes that were blurry just now, or something abnormal happened in the Martial Soul Tower. This first grade of white light, is Ling Tian's Martial Soul Inherent Skill!"

"Grade 1 Sword Martial Spirit, without a clear attribute, this talent is way too trashy!"

When the light from the Martial Soul Tower stabilized, everyone finally reacted. When they looked at Ling Tian below the tower, the shock in their hearts slowly subsided.

It seemed like Ling Tian should be a Martial Soul of this level.

"Haha!" Fake, they were all fake! That eighth grade light just now, there was a problem with the Martial Soul Tower! " Zhong Changkong looked at the Martial Soul on Ling Tian's back and could not help but laugh out loud.

Just now, his heart was itching in his throat, but who would have thought that the Martial Soul that Ling Tian awakened was a first grade sword weapon!

"Liu Qianlian, I think that this brat is indeed suitable for your Qianlian Peak. "Haha!"

Zhong Changkong was incomparably happy as he wantonly laughed at them. The Jin Yunfeng Disciple behind him also responded in unison, causing the faces of everyone from the Qianlian Peak to flush red, wishing that they could find a hole to hide in.

Originally, they had been hoping for Ling Tian to strike back at them and slap them in their faces. However who would have thought that after falling down from heaven to the abyss and awakening a first rank Martial Soul, they would instead be laughed at even more.

"Sigh, what a pity …"

Hu Bufan also shook his head. He had been looking forward to Ling Tian's success in cultivating the Rushing Thunder Sword Art, so logically speaking, the Martial Soul should be lightning-type, but he never thought that it would actually be a first-grade sword without attributes.

Could it be that his talent in Sword Dao was only due to his proficiency in this first grade Sword Artifact, Martial Soul?

"Ling Tian, the awakening is over. Quickly come out!"

Although he was confused, Hu Bufan still called out to Ling Tian.

"Wait!"

But Ling Tian, who was beneath the tower, did not open his eyes. Ziyun Sect Lord Bai Feiyun opened her mouth again, and called out to Hu Bufan once more!

This time, everyone on the Martial Arts Practice Field was completely stunned.

From the time Sect Master appeared till now, it had only been three times that he had opened his mouth, but the reason for the two times was actually for this Ling Tian!

For the sake of the disciple from the Good-for-nothing who had awakened the first stage of the trashy Martial Soul!

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