When the mysterious revival collides with the global martial arts awakening

Wang Xiang, whose pupils had begun to dilate slowly, seemed to have heard Yuan Shangcao's call.

His eyes began to focus, then turned and looked at Yuan Shangcao.

His soul power gathered tenaciously again, and the liquid of sweet and sour pork scattered around him continued to gather towards his body.

Finally, the slime liquid on Wang Xiang's body was enough to completely cover the wound.

The rapid treatment was still working, but his physical injuries had not improved much.

Wang Xiang was extremely weak.

He opened his mouth and uttered a weak sound with difficulty.

"I'm sorry, Xiaocao... I really... can't do it anymore...

I know...you have a lot of questions in your mind...

I'm dying... I promised your mother...

I will never tell you the secret I promised to keep...

But she wouldn’t blame someone who is…dead…”

Yuan Shangcao shook his head, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“Stop it, Dad.

Neither my mother nor I will blame you.

Don't talk now, you must do your best to survive."

Wang Xiang smiled, raised his hand, put it on Yuan Shangcao's cheek and wiped away his tears.

"I didn't expect that before I died... I could still... take advantage of you..."

He laughed heartlessly, then started coughing, with blood spurting out of his mouth.

"Ahem! Ahem...Xiaocao, listen to me...

I am not...your father...

Your father... is the captain of the Chinese Dragon Scale Squad...

Who is that man...who is called...the "Eternal Soul Fighter"...

His name...is...Yuan Fei!"

Yuan Shangcao was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He didn't expect that his guess had nothing to do with the truth.

It turns out that Wang Xiang is not his father...

But what does that matter!

The feeling that Wang Xiang brought to Yuan Shangcao was the generosity and warmth of a father.

Now he only hopes that Wang Xiang survives!

Wang Xiang held Yuan Shangcao's hand.

"Your father... is a great... hero!

Worthy of the glorious and great title... of "Eternal Soul Fighter".

Speaking of which, your father has saved my life many times... in dangerous situations, at all costs.

This time, I just returned it... just a favor~ hehe~

Ahem... But to be honest, watching you grow up...

I'm really happy!

Forgive me...I can't continue...to accompany you."

Yuan Shangcao shook his head violently and burst into tears.

"Stop talking, you won't die!"

Wang Xiang's voice became weaker and weaker.

"Listen to me...after I die, you must take care of yourself, and...

Be sure to protect your mother...and your sister!

By the way, you can also... find the founder of the Zhao Family Class at Huaguo Wuhun University... Zhao Luming.

He was also a member of the Dragon Scale Team...

And your teacher Cheng Jing...she is also...his real name is Li Nanxiang...

As long as you encounter difficulties...they...will help you!"

Wang Xiang took a deep breath, as if the fire of life would be extinguished if he continued talking.

He looked up at the sky, and Yun Fei's voice, appearance and smile seemed to appear in his mind.

His voice miraculously became coherent, although still very faint.

"I still remember the sentence the captain liked to say to me the most. Now, I will tell you.

Because of that sentence, I changed from a coward to a man.

And that sentence embodies your father's belief, and also embodies our thoughts and memories of your father."

Wang Xiang coughed violently, and an exaggerated amount of blood gushed out of his mouth.

He made a huge effort and took a deep breath.

“This world is dark. Even if you are alone, insignificant, or forgotten, you must dare to be the only light.”

After Wang Xiang finished speaking, the expression on his face froze and he revealed a relieved smile.

His pupils slowly dilated, and his whole body drooped like a powerless puppet, completely collapsing in Yuan Shangcao's hands.

“Aaaaah…..wuwuwu…”

All of Yuan Shanggusa's nerves were filled with intense sadness, all of his nerves were filled with unacceptable pain, and uncontrollable tears splashed out of his eyes.

"No! That's not the case!"

He roared to the sky, he hugged Wang Xiang tightly and covered his wounds with his hands.

"You won't die! You won't die!

Aaaaaaaah!!!”

Finally, Yuan Shangcao could no longer bear the sadness in his body and roared to the sky.

Finally, he lost all his strength and collapsed to the ground along with Wang Xiang's body...

Although Yuan Shangcao lost consciousness, his body showed abnormalities.

He suddenly stood up strangely, as if a puppet was being lifted up!

The black gas lingered and accumulated on his back, gradually becoming thicker and turning into black wings. Many thin black lines rapidly extended from the wings and pierced into Wang Xiang's body.

The black silk became thicker and thicker, twisting and drawing out the martial soul in Wang Xiang's body.

Under the invasion of unknown forces, Wang Xiang's slime martial soul was forcibly extracted, and then absorbed into Yuan Shangcao's body along the black line.

Next came Wang Xiang’s martial soul, the fan, which was swallowed into his body by Yuanshang grass.

As the black wings behind Yuan Shangcao grew in size, a thick black aura surrounded him. Yuan Shangcao fainted on the ground again, and the black wings behind him disappeared without a trace...

In a daze, Yuan Shangcao felt someone running towards him in a hurry.

Then he completely lost consciousness.

...

When Yuan Shangcao opened his eyes and woke up again.

He saw a completely unfamiliar place.

room.

A strange room.

Yuan Shangcao had a headache and was dizzy, and his mind was blank at first. As Yuan Shangcao tried to move his hands, he felt severe pain in his body. He could only stop and try to recover his lost memories. Slowly, vague memories emerged in his mind.

As the picture became clearer and clearer, Yuan Shangcao suddenly recalled the scene of Li Jie Ke's fatal blow to Wang Xiang!

"Wang Xiang!"

Yuan Shangcao's heart suddenly tightened and he sat up from the hospital bed abruptly, completely unaware of the pain in his body!

Then Qiu Yueming's concerned gaze and figure came into view, and there were two people beside her.

One was his teacher Chen Jing, and the other was a stranger he had never met before.