In the Jiuxiao Continent, martial arts are revered. Weak martial artists possess strengths of thousands or tens of thousands of kilograms, capable of breaking stones and splitting monuments. Powerful martial artists can cut off rivers and split open mountains. There are even martial emperors who are all-powerful, roaming freely in the void.


    Martial arts determine fate and life. The weak are bullied, while the strong look down on the world.


    Martial spirits are innate talents of people in the Jiuxiao Continent. They are the souls of martial artists. It can be said that the achievements of martial artists are closely related to their martial spirits.


    There are countless types of martial spirits, including natural martial spirits such as flames, ice souls, hurricanes, and lightning; weapon martial spirits like swords, spears, knives, and halberds; beast martial spirits such as white tigers, wild rhinos, violent apes, and dragons and snakes. Of course, there are also many powerful and exotic martial spirits, such as berserk martial spirits and undying martial spirits. Martial spirits can continuously evolve and become stronger as the martial artist''s strength increases.


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    In Yangzhou City, at the Lin family mansion.


    Lin Feng opened his eyes and stared at the ancient and fragrant room in front of him. The room was both strange and familiar. A helpless bitter smile appeared in his eyes.


    "This can be considered a narrow escape." Lin Feng muttered to himself. Immediately, the bitter smile disappeared and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.


    Yes, Lin Feng had transmigrated. He was originally a senior student in Jiangnan City, Huaxia Country on Earth. Due to a car accident, he transmigrated to the Jiuxiao Continent and possessed the body of a family disciple with the same name as him.


    Lin Feng was a little depressed, but not because of the transmigration. On Earth, he was an orphan. He was raised by his grandfather. Due to overwork, his grandfather finally closed his eyes with peace when he saw Lin Feng''s college admission notice. He left a sum of money that was considered very substantial in the countryside, several tens of thousands of yuan, for Lin Feng to go to college. Just to leave this inheritance for Lin Feng, he delayed treating his illness.


    Lin Feng had always been very hardworking. He worked part-time and won the highest scholarship every year. He wanted to change his fate through his own efforts and fulfill his grandfather''s last wish. But gradually, Lin Feng understood that in an era of relying on one''s parents, hard work does not necessarily mean success.


    During his internship in his senior year, the unit held a cocktail party in a hotel. At the cocktail party, a rich kid got a female classmate who was interning with him drunk. As a result, the people from the unit tacitly walked away. Lin Feng naturally knew what was going to happen, so he stopped it.


    The result was that his four years of efforts were in vain. He was expelled from school on the grounds of molesting a female classmate, and the evidence was conclusive. Because that female classmate personally accused him.


    As for another result, he was sued. The female classmate he helped and the rich kid sued him together. With both witnesses and evidence, Lin Feng, who had no money and no power, didn''t even need to fight this lawsuit. His life was almost doomed. He would spend seven or eight years in prison and then be completely out of touch with society.


    When he saw the rich kid and that female classmate happily hugging each other and being affectionate in an Audi car, Lin Feng snatched a car and then, with a smile, rushed towards that Audi. Lin Feng vaguely remembered those two fearful and dirty faces, the filth in a corrupt world.


    In his previous life, Lin Feng had no more attachments, so he was not depressed because of the transmigration. What depressed him was that he had transmigrated into the body of a useless young master, a young master with a wasteful martial spirit.


    This Lin family young master with the same name as him was originally an outer disciple of the Yunhai Sect. When he was in the Yunhai Sect, he was bullied by his cousin, beaten and injured, and then kicked out of the sect half dead. It was precisely because of this that Lin Feng was able to take advantage of the opportunity and transmigrate into his body.


    "Since I have a new life, I will never let the tragedy repeat itself." Lin Feng, lying on the bed, clenched his fists and said to the wisp of remnant soul that was still reluctant to completely dissipate, "Don''t worry. From now on, you are me and I am you. I will never let myself be bullied again."


    Having merged most of the original "Lin Feng"''s soul, Lin Feng already clearly understood what kind of world he was in. The strong are respected. As long as you are strong enough, any power must bow before you, including the supreme imperial power.


    To become a strong martial artist, in addition to having superior talent, one also needs a strong heart and an extremely tenacious will. The young master "Lin Feng" in the past was a little cowardly, but now he is different. Having lived two lives and experienced the hardships and tests of death, his will is much tougher than that of the young master "Lin Feng".


    As if sensing Lin Feng''s strong will, that wisp of remnant soul finally gradually weakened. In the end, the two souls perfectly merged together.


    A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation."Boom!" At the moment of soul fusion, Lin Feng only felt his soul tremble and was directly stunned and lost consciousness.


    After an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng opened his eyes again. His brows were slightly wrinkled as he carefully felt the throbbing of that wisp of soul.


    Sitting up, with a thought from Lin Feng, immediately, a special aura spread in the space. Lin Feng felt that at this moment, he was wrapped in a hazy phantom, a black phantom.


    "Have you heard? Lin Feng, that waste, still hasn''t woken up. I think he''s probably already dead."


    "Hehe, a waste like him should just die sooner. It''s a disgrace to our Lin family."


    In the distance, the voices of two people''s conversation reached Lin Feng''s ears. However, Lin Feng was not angry. Instead, he showed a strange expression. Obviously, this voice came from very far away, but at this moment, he could hear it clearly. Not only that, any movement within a radius of several hundred meters seemed to be unable to escape his ears.


    Moreover, Lin Feng found that his vision was better, and even his thinking seemed to be much sharper. Many things he didn''t understand in martial arts suddenly became clear.


    With another thought, a small snake phantom appeared behind Lin Feng. With its tiny body coiled up, this was his wasteful martial spirit that was laughed at. He didn''t know what kind of snake it was, but it couldn''t enhance his abilities.


    "Two martial spirits!"


    However, at this moment, Lin Feng was not annoyed at all because of the small snake martial spirit. Instead, he looked a little 呆滞. Immediately, a bright smile appeared on his face. Yes, the black phantom behind him was a kind of martial spirit, a newly awakened martial spirit. Although he still didn''t know what this black shadow was, but with the small snake phantom martial spirit, he had two martial spirits.


    Those who possess two martial spirits are called dual martial spirits. In the mainland, martial cultivators who possess dual martial spirits are all geniuses. And Lin Feng, who is called a waste, now possesses dual martial spirits.


    "Let''s call you Dark Martial Spirit for now." Lin Feng smiled slightly. The reason he could possess dual martial spirits should be due to the fusion of souls. His soul is a fusion of two people''s souls. It''s not strange to have dual martial spirits. As for the ability of this martial spirit, from what it seems now, it should be to enhance physical fitness.


    Closing his eyes, Lin Feng began to meditate and cultivate. The heaven and earth vitality immediately entered Lin Feng''s body through his limbs and bones, tempering his body and nourishing his martial spirits.


    Two hours later, Lin Feng stopped cultivating. A wisp of milky white turbid air was exhaled from his nostrils. He only felt refreshed all over and indescribably comfortable. He didn''t even feel the soreness of his body anymore.


    "This is the cultivation of martial artists. So magical." Lin Feng looked at his fists and clenched them hard. Crackling sounds came out, full of strength.


    The cultivation speed seemed to be much faster than in his memory. Lin Feng walked out of the room. In front of him was a huge courtyard. In the courtyard, there were wooden stakes and huge stone pillars. These were all used for Lin Feng to practice.


    Walking up to the stone pillar, Lin Feng used the martial skill Ninefold Waves. Immediately, the fist wind howled, cutting through the air, as if there were layers of waves distorting space.


    "Drink!"


    At this moment, Lin Feng let out a loud shout. He bent his waist, pulled in his abdomen, and punched out. The wild and domineering punch hit the stone pillar like a meteor. A loud rumbling sound came out, and the stone pillar directly turned into a pile of stone fragments and dust, spreading on the ground.


    Not only that, after breaking the stone pillar, the fist wind still moved forward. There were several loud explosion sounds in the air. The successive air waves moved forward and hit another stone pillar. Immediately, another explosion sound came out. The two huge stone pillars, two meters apart, shattered one after another.


    "This should have a strength of more than six thousand kilograms." Lin Feng was very satisfied with this effect. Now he had recovered to his peak strength, at the fifth level of the Qiwu Realm. And the martial skill Ninefold Waves he practiced was even stronger than before. It had broken through to the sixth level of waves. Therefore, he could unleash a force of six thousand kilograms with his fifth-level Qiwu Realm cultivation.


    "It seems that the Dark Martial Spirit not only enhances vision and hearing but also improves my cultivation speed and comprehension." Lin Feng smiled slightly. In the past, besides the reason of his martial spirit, he was called a waste because of his slow cultivation and poor comprehension. People with high talent had already reached the sixth level of the Qiwu Realm or higher at his age, but he was only at the fifth level of the Qiwu Realm. Not only that, his comprehension ability for martial skills was also unsatisfactory. Under the condition of only practicing one martial skill, Ninefold Waves, he had always been unable to break through the fifth level of waves and was laughed at.


    However, now, the problem of his martial arts aptitude seemed to no longer exist with the birth of the Dark Martial Spirit.


    A martial spirit that can comprehensively improve martial arts qualities. It seems that the Dark Martial Spirit is not an ordinary martial spirit.