When the mysterious revival collides with the global martial arts awakening

Yuan Shangcao reached out to touch it, but still found no wounds or anything unusual.

"What are you doing? I'm going to take the martial arts assessment tomorrow. Please don't cause trouble for me at this critical moment."

Fortunately, the pain came and went quickly, and when Yuan Shangcao got home, he had already put the matter behind him.

"Crench."

Yuan Shangcao put away the key, pushed open the door, took off his shoes and laid them out neatly, walked into the room, and saw a lovely girl in the kitchen humming a song while cooking in front of the stove.

Yuan Shangcao looked around the house.

Alas, it seems that mom is still angry with me.

At this time, the girl turned around and smiled like a clever little rabbit.

"Brother, you're back. Today we have your favorite black chicken soup."

Yuan Shangcao walked to his sister Yuan Ying.

"Where's Mom? Isn't she going to be home for dinner tonight?"

Yuan Ying pouted a little helplessly.

"It's all because of you, she doesn't want to see you these two days.

When I came back, she had heated up the food and asked me to watch in the kitchen and wait for you to come back so we could eat together.

Then he said he had something to do and left. ”

Yuan Shangcao placed his hand lovingly on Yuan Ying's head.

"Hey, thank you for your hard work."

Yuan Ying opened the soup pot and steam came out. She tasted it with a spoon and added a little salt.

"Hey, brother, tell me, why didn't you listen to mom and apply to a martial arts university?

What's the point of fighting and killing? Aren't you afraid of those monsters? If something happens... don't you think about us?"

Yuan Shangcao touched his ears helplessly.

"Hey, how do you want me to explain this to you? If I say this is my dream, do you want to persuade me to give it up?"

Yuan Ying put down the spoon and was in a daze.

"I know that my brother wants to become a soul master. But I am as scared as my mother is. I am afraid that if you ..."

Yuan Shangcao walked up to Yuan Ying and pinched Yuan Ying's little face with both hands.

"What are you thinking about? Don't you understand, brother? If I am afraid of death, I will be ranked second. Who will be ranked first? Don't worry, who told you that becoming a soul master is equivalent to committing suicide? This logic does not make sense at all.

Mmm, it smells so good, my mom’s cooking skills are really the best.”

Yuan Shang looked at his sister frowning and glaring at him cutely and angrily, then let go of his hand and started busying himself in the kitchen.

"Okay, go take a rest. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Yuan Ying walked to the living room and looked back at her brother's back. She was touched for a moment. What would her father look like? Would he be more or less similar to her brother?

No, that's not the case! My brother is a very gentle person, not the kind of scum who would abandon his wife and children! !

Yuan Shangcao carefully served the meal prepared by his mother, but he felt a little sad in his heart.

He knew why his mother did not let him apply to Wuhun University, because as a soul master, he would inevitably face monsters in the future and his life would be in danger at any time.

Yuan Shangcao knew that he would become the pillar of this family. If he really died in the monster's mouth, his mother and sister would be left helpless. He did not expect the scumbag who abandoned his wife and children to come back to take care of his mother and sister.

Speaking of that scumbag, Yuan Shangcao's mind was almost blank. He had no idea what kind of person he was or what kind of face he had.

His mother told him that his father left them and went far away when he was very young. He had never seen a photo or any image of his father. Even when he asked his mother about him, she would just remain cold and not respond.

Yuan Shangcao and his sister Yuan Ying finished their meal and were washing dishes in the kitchen. They heard the door open and turned around to see their mother coming home with a bag. She must have been to the supermarket.

"Okay, let me do it."

Mother Sun Haiyue walked into the kitchen without looking at Yuan Shangcao much.

Yuan Shangcao saw that his mother was still angry, and there was no possibility that he would change his mind, so he respectfully made room for his mother and wanted to say something, but finally pursed his lips and walked out of the kitchen.

It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening. Yuan Shangcao had almost finished studying in the room and stretched.

He was not worried at all about passing the cultural courses at Wuhun University, as he knew he could easily pass it with his own level. However, he was both excited and nervous about tomorrow's Wuhun aptitude test.

He was afraid that "the former emperor died before completing his career" and died during the martial arts aptitude test.

But scenes like awakening the peerless dragon, the glorious holy sword, and the invincible armor always come to mind, and I get so excited.

"Crash"

In order to wash away his fatigue and be in the best condition to greet tomorrow's martial soul qualification assessment, Yuan Shangcao went to the bathroom to take a bath.

"what!"

While washing his body, he suddenly cried out in pain.

The piercing burning pain in his back came again, and he remembered what happened at this moment. He quickly wiped the mirror that was covered with mist and water droplets, turned his back to the mirror, and turned back to see what was going on.

You won’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.

Yuan Shangcao closed his eyes tightly, squeezed his eyes, and then opened them.

Orleans chicken wings? ?

"No way! What is that? Is it... a pair of small wings?"

Yuan Shangcao stretched out his hand, followed the mirror as a reference, and touched the foreign object on his back.

Hair, bones, skin and flesh.

Yuan Shangcao's scalp tingled when he touched it. He was clearly touching a strange thing on his back that came from nowhere, but it felt like something was undoubtedly touching his body.

“Am I…turning into…a monster??

Could it be because of the eyeball monster I dreamed about today? ? "

Yuan Shangcao had been daydreaming for a while when he heard his sister Yuan Ying knocking on the door.

"Brother, mom asked me to ask you if you fell into the toilet!?"

Yuan Shangcao came to his senses, quickly packed himself up and returned to his room.

Late at night, when the lights were out, Yuan Shangcao, who was lying in bed unable to fall asleep, was worried that the thing he was worried about did not happen. It seemed that it was not the worst-case scenario he was most worried about.

"Hmm! Think about it from another angle. Maybe it has something to do with the awakening of the martial spirit?!

Yes, that's for sure.

However, the awakening of the martial soul will not cause any physical changes...

Is it possible? I am a genius! "

After no longer worrying about turning into a monster, Yuan Shangcao finally fell asleep, considering that he had to get up early the next day to take the martial arts aptitude assessment.

Under the dim moonlight, two figures stood steadily on the awning outside the tall building in the strong wind at high altitude.

If someone accidentally falls, the height of more than ten floors is enough to crush an ordinary person to pieces.

Judging from their body shapes, they are a man and a woman.

There was a "strange ball" next to the man that moved from time to time, and the woman was even more weird. Her figure was very charming and seductive, but her head was not a human head, but a radar-like thing.

They stared at Yuan Shangcao's room across the street like two owls.

"Have you noticed that after that strange energy fluctuation this morning, he's a little... different."

"Yes, I noticed it too. But what is certain is that it is not the awakening of the martial soul.

That strange energy, I'm not sure if he has become a "God Seed"? "

"The newly appeared 'Seal of Mystery'... does make this possible. Damn it! If that's the case, what should I do?!"

"Oh! I don't know either. Let's observe first. Maybe, maybe... he can still act according to his own will..."

"Is that kind of thing really possible?"

"Alas, from what I know, the chances are very slim. But at this point, I can only trust him. If it's his words, maybe he can work a miracle."

"Creating a miracle..."

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