Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 36 Return to Fighter

Xiao Family, Back Mountain

In the corner of the back mountain, there is a secret cave that no one knows about. It is hidden by the lush forest, and even if there are occasional tribesmen passing by, they will not pay too much attention to it.

At this time, strange noises were constantly coming from the cave.

"Pale white? No."

"Well, it's still pale white. No."

"Milky white, not bad, keep it up!"

Hearing this, the young man trembled all over, his face turning pale and blue, as if he was suppressing something.

"I really can't do it anymore."

"Even if it doesn't work, you have to persevere. You have to persevere. Where are you going?"

After an unknown amount of time, the boy could no longer control the throbbing of his body and gushed out crazily—

It is the fighting spirit.

At this time, Xiao Yan had reached the pinnacle of Dou Qi. The aura all over his body was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. This was the hallmark of the transformation of Dou Qi into Dou Qi.

Before breaking through to the Dou Zhe level, the more Dou Qi Xiao Yan could gather before the cyclone condensed, the more powerful the Dou Qi cyclone condensed would be.

Of course, with his talent and foundation, even if he didn't do this, the cyclone he condensed would be far superior to that of ordinary people.

"Stop, stop here."

Yao Lao looked at the young man lying on the ground with satisfaction, and then he flashed and grabbed the collar behind him and picked him up, like an eagle catching chickens.
"No rest is allowed. Immediately restore the Dou Qi in your body. Remember, it must be Dou Qi. Don't use Dou Qi to fool around."

"Yes." Xiao Yan responded weakly, suppressing his fatigue, and breathing in and out of the air, transforming it into a pale white fighting spirit.

The magical thing is that after these wisps of pale white Dou Qi flashed through Xiao Yan's pupils, the original pale white Dou Qi actually began to gradually shrink, condense, and finally turned into a milky white thick gas.

And this is fighting spirit.

At this time, after half a year of training, Xiao Yan had already pushed his cultivation to the peak of the ninth level of Dou Qi.

But under the guidance of Yao Lao and Hun Ruoruo, he did not choose to rush for success and directly take the Qi Gathering Powder. Instead, he began to try to gather a higher level of Dou Qi at the Dou Qi stage.

Although it is time-consuming, the benefits are obviously greater. The size of the Dou Qi cyclone is limited. If all the tiny Dou Qi originally gathered in the cyclone can be transformed into Dou Qi, the capacity will naturally be larger.

half an hour later

An indescribable wonderful feeling gradually emerged in Xiao Yan's body.

It's similar to the feeling of being full, but the pain is much worse.

I'm almost stuffed to death, that's probably what it feels like.

He was breathing heavily and looked at Yao Lao beside him for help.

He was no longer able to speak.

However, the experienced Yao Lao had already observed and listened carefully to this, and firmly grasped this most critical moment. He flipped his hand slightly, and a small jade bottle appeared in his palm.

The Dou Qi flowed, and a blue and green pill was floating in the air, and was sent into Xiao Yan's mouth at a moderate speed.

The fourth-grade elixir, Qi Gathering Powder, has an effect that guarantees 100% promotion to a fighter!
A faint sense of coolness spread in Xiao Yan's mouth. Even though the feeling of fullness had reached its peak at this moment, he still forced the pill into his stomach.

Yao Lao shouted coldly: "A breakthrough is imminent, gather your mind and body!"

Xiao Yan reluctantly nodded, then sat cross-legged, forming a strange seal with his hands. The next moment, a powerful suction force seemed to emerge from the surroundings of the cave, and a faint "cloud" actually appeared on Xiao Yan's abdomen.

That is the condensed fighting spirit of heaven and earth.

Yao Lao was shocked and thought to himself, "Good boy, this kind of movement is far better than any realm-breaking fighter I have ever seen."

With Yao Lao's vision, he could give such an evaluation. One can imagine how terrifying Xiao Yan's accumulation of strength is this time.

This was indeed the case. Driven by the Qi Gathering Powder, the Dou Qi that had already overflowed to the extreme in his body mixed with the Dou Qi, and then happily traveled through the meridians. The speed was even much faster than Xiao Yan's usual movement.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan endured the swelling and pain in his meridians and frantically concentrated the mixed Dou Qi in his body towards his Dantian.

At this moment, only by condensing the fighting energy can it be contained!

"Loosen!" Xiao Yan shouted softly, and the mixed Dou Qi that was originally running around aimlessly suddenly flowed towards the nearest meridians. For a moment, the pain was relieved a lot.

"Gather!" The mixed fighting spirit distributed in the body's limbs and bones seemed to have received an order, and gathered in an orderly manner towards the dantian.

at last.
A gleam of light flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, and his aura suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Concentrate!"

In an instant, the mixed Dou Qi seemed to be firmly grasped by a pair of invisible big hands, compressing and condensing the originally mixed energy in the Dantian bit by bit, and finally turning it into the purest Dou Qi.

"Oh!"

A muffled sound suddenly came from Xiao Yan's body.

Then, the pure air currents that were originally swirling outside Xiao Yan were swallowed into his body like a whale sucking water.

Only the Dou Qi Cyclone can breathe in and out Dou Qi in this way.

At this moment, Xiao Yan roared towards the sky. Even with his current cunningness, he couldn't help but reveal an irrepressible smile on his face.

Only the young man himself can taste the bitterness and satisfaction here.

"I'm back as a fighter!"

"Hehe, to be precise, ten of you before might not be enough to fight now."

Yao Lao's strange laughter sounded at the right time, but his expression was full of relief.

"Ten versions of me." Xiao Yan listened to Yao Lao comparing himself with his past self, and he couldn't pull his mouth down from his ears.

The corners of his mouth moved up and down, jumping back and forth, which looked quite funny.

"Why, you still don't believe it?"

"Xin, before, I didn't even know any fighting skills. I only had cultivation skills."

Xiao Yan shrugged and said frankly, "What's more, with Ruoruo and your help, I am now more than capable of crushing a large number of my peers with just this Dou Qi Cyclone."

Xiao Yan had once been a fighter, so he knew better how terrifying the fighting energy in his body was.

The size alone is more than twice as large as the previous Dou Qi Cyclone, not to mention the degree of solidity within it, which can be described as a world of difference.

To say that I can beat ten of my former selves is probably an understatement.

In fact, with Xiao Yan's ability, it was impossible for him to stay at the peak of the ninth level of Dou Qi for such a long time. He was able to do this thanks to the soul power that had been continuously drained by Hun Ruoruo, thus greatly increasing it.

Even though his technique was still extremely crude, he was confident of success if he just dispersed the mixed fighting spirit throughout his limbs and bones.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan sighed: "Teacher, it feels so good to cling to someone so powerful."

(End of this chapter)