Martial Arts Spiritual Exchange System

Celebrate the ninth year of the calendar, spring.

It was a whole night under the gentle and cool spring rain.

Fang Zhou walked out of the dilapidated house and labored to fasten the rusty iron locks.

Walking out of the foul-smelling alleyway and stepping onto the slum area street where there is dirt, sewage and can be seen everywhere foraging for rats, small vendors crowded on both sides, shouting endlessly.

"ao!"

The deafening sound rang in my ears.

Fang Zhou looked up, and the whole sky was dark. It was a huge giant beast flying fast, with pitch-black scales covering the huge and intimidating body, every inch The flesh and blood exudes fear that makes the soul tremble.

Expand your wings, several hundred meters, covering the heavens, shielding the sun.

On the back of this giant dragon, brightly lit gorgeous palaces and terraces are built.

It skimmed over the Nine Directions Walled City at low altitude, bringing a dragon roar sound. At the lowest point, it was even less than 100 meters away from the top of a tall building. If you stand on a tall building, it feels like you can touch it.

Fang Zhou knows based on the memory of this body that this terrifying existence, called wyvern, was forcibly promoted and popularized after the powers of various races such as Demon Immortal broke the Domain Portal account of the Human Race world. Transportation.

Wyvern goes away, dragon roar disappears.

The Human Race in the city stunned by Dragon's Might is the one who suppresses fear in the bottom of my heart, becomes noisy again, and runs for life.

Fang Zhou looked around in a daze. It has been a month since he has traveled to this world, and he still has difficulty adapting.

This is a world of bizarre and motley.

Humans, gods, immortals, demons, demons and other races have their own realms of existence.

Human Race lives in the Human Race domain, and there is a unified Human Race dynasty, Great Qing Dynasty.

Great Qing, based on the Wuli dynasty for nine hundred years, because of the lessons learned from the collapse of the previous dynasty, he knows the terrifying of Martial Artist and is afraid of being overthrown by the military force again, so he opened the Imperial Emperor to implement the "Burning Book Keng Wu" Initiatives.

There are countless cheats to burn martial arts, and when you open the Imperial Emperor, you lead a large army to destroy many martial arts sects.

Subsequently, the Great Qing emperors successively promulgated the prohibition of weapons laws, except for the Imperial Family, practicing martial arts violated the law.

And promote literature and develop business.

The prohibition of martial arts has lasted for eight hundred years. The folk Martial Dao does not exist, and Martial Artists are rare.

Because of the prohibition of martial arts, the use of martial arts to violate the prohibition is much less.

However, until a hundred years ago...

Outside the Human Race domain.

The tribes headed by gods, immortals, and demons have gone through decades of temptation, and finally used terrifying power to open the door to the self-styled Human Race domain on the grounds of developing race trade and invade the territory of Human Race. .

Great Qing Imperial Family Martial Artist, defeated like a mountain.

Everything prosperous is in vain.

……

Nine Directions Walled City is divided into inner and outer cities.

The outer city is the slum area, and the inner city is the residence of the rich and foreign race.

Fang Zhou walked through the slum area of ​​the outer city and stepped on the slightly neater green stone pavement.

After verifying the identity after passing through the guards in the inner and outer cities, moved towards the inner city.

Soon, Fang Zhou came to a huge ring-shaped building. The building was huge and exquisite. The walls of the floor were painted with red paint, the sculpted railings were pierced, the black tiles were covered, and the cornices were warped.

A bird’s eye view from above, like a stadium.

Of course, a more vivid description, similar to the medieval Colosseum.

The Great Qing Dynasty faced the invasion of foreign races such as Demon Immortal, and the army formed by the Great Qing Imperial Family Martial Artist was defeated successively, and finally chose to lift the prohibition law and restore the freedom of martial arts.

After regaining the freedom of martial arts, the "martial battleground" has sprung up in various states and cities.

The original intention is to rapidly develop Human Race Martial Dao.

However, because of the successive military policies issued by the Imperial Court, coupled with the intervention and intervention of foreign race powers, the development of martial battleground has gone awry, and in the end, it was sadly reduced to high-ranking officials and foreign race merchants. Casinos where gambling on martial arts makes money.

The identity of Fang Zhou is a young servant in this martial battleground.

The martial artists who are in charge of punching punches serve various things such as serving tea, applying ice and medicine, and sometimes they also take part in the work of throwing corpses, so they can receive some extra hard money.

As for the corpses that were thrown away, some were Martial Artists who died on the ring, some were gamblers who were beaten to death on the run in debt, and some were even sucked to death by inhaling "Immortal Lotus Cream" in the martial stage. Smoker.

Passing through the bright channel inlaid with luminous spar, after screening layer by layer, you enter the Nine Directions Walled City martial battleground.

Martial battleground is divided into various levels of ring, under the ring surrounded by densely packed audience.

The loud screams, as well as the pungent smell of cigarettes and alcohol, make people have a headache.

However, after working in this martial battleground for a month, Fang Zhou has gradually adapted to this terrible environment.

……

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Yellow No. 89 ring.

Under the ring, Fang Zhou is slightly attached, with a white cloth draped on his shoulders, holding a wooden bucket full of ice cubes in his hands, his pupils are tightened, his muscles are tight, and he always keeps charging. posture.

On the ring, two Martial Artists fought with each other, their lips and teeth stained with blood.

The hair soaked in sweat, the blood shot, the roar when he punches.

Cruel, passionate, and horrible to see.

Fang Zhou moved his eyes slightly horizontally, looking around the boxing ring, and not far away was the separated auditorium. The densely packed crowds in the auditorium were crowded, and the audience gamblers held the gambling ticket in their hands. Focus, roar constantly, saliva splash across!

The eyelids are raised slightly, and they look over the martial battleground.

There, there is a gorgeously decorated private room. The private rooms are full of powerful officials in the city, as well as some foreign race guests such as gods, monsters, immortals and demons.

Sometimes, the bottom is punching, and the private room upstairs holds a cocktail party, inviting Official Brothel dancers, drunk lantern riddles.

Underneath, in order to survive, fight for life.

Upstairs impudent enjoyment, drunken stupor.

"When—"

The exposed woman, with a smile on her face, walked with long legs outside the fence of the boxing ring, circled the ring, ringing the golden gong of rest .

Fang Zhou's sight was immediately retracted by the sound of a calming gong.

The contest on the ring entered the rest adjustment stage, and the young servants guarding the ring rushed out one after another.

Fang Zhou also took a deep breath. He kicked it off and immediately carried the ice water wooden bucket, moved towards the ring and rushed to grab the spot.

In the martial battleground, even if you are a young servant, you need to fight and grab!

"Quickly! One to stop the bleeding, and one to apply ice!"

"Smelly brat, what a daze! Hurry up!"

"Didn't you eat?! Let me speed up the hemostatic action!"

Below, the Martial Artist Instructor, who had bet on the betting ticket, roared and his eyes were red.

Fang Zhou and other young servants who grabbed the spot quickly rushed to the ring, and started to stop bleeding, apply ice, rinse mouth, wipe sweat, etc. for the Martial Artist of gasping for breath...

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However, the young servant who stopped bleeding is new, slow and heavy, which hurts Martial Artist.

The Martial Artist yelled and slammed the young servant's fist on the head. The young servant had bleeding in his mouth and nose, his eyes turned straight, and his ears rang.

The young servant was beaten and fell on the ring, struggling for a few times without getting up.

Under the ring, the Instructor hurriedly called for a new young servant.

Other young servants indifferently pull the unconscious young servants off the ring.

Fang Zhou look steadily forward, no matter what.

After completing my task, I carried the barrel and put on the blood-stained cloth towel, and with a few young servants, he bent down and retreated from the ring, took out a new white cloth, and carried the wooden barrel to the other yellow The word ring, adjust the status, and compete for the opportunity to stop bleeding and apply ice to Martial Artist.

The scope of these young servants' services is the boxing table with the yellow character and the mysterious character.

The Martial Artists of Dizi and Heaven-class arena, both have status and status in the martial battleground.

They fight martial arts and have a dedicated team.

Fang Zhou and other young servants do not deserve to serve them at all.

Walking between the Yellow Class ring, Fang Zhou was sweating profusely, panting violently, and his legs were shaking.

The white cloth he brought was all stained with blood, Fang Zhou can be regarded as completing today's task.

Leaning against the wall, his chest undulated violently, silently biting the prepared cold and hard steamed buns, and swallowing with difficulty, Fang Zhou, with a bit of confusion and sorrow for the future, looked at the winning ring and roared. Martial Artist, who won a huge bonus, is a little envious.

After watching for a while, Fang Zhou felt his head a little groggy, so he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the world revolves around.

Fang Zhou palpitated and opened his eyes, but found that the noise around him disappeared.

I actually stood in front of a quaint pavilion with cornices and corners.

Look up, looking at the plaque hanging on the door of the bookstore.

The plaque is written with four flamboyant full of mysterious words "Martial Arts Bookstore".

On both sides of the bookstore, there are two vertical plaques hanging from the book: Human Race Martial Dao, inheritance forever.

Where is this?

Fang Zhou stumbled into the bookstore.

The layout of the house is simple.

The rows of wooden bookshelves are arranged horizontally.

However, the bookshelves are mostly empty, with only one book lined up.

There are also two chairs and a table.

There is a pair of candlesticks on the table, and the white candles are about to burn out.

The candlelight is long and the candle wax is overflowing.

Fang Zhou stared at the white candle, vaguely feeling that the candlelight seemed to reflect his face.

It seems as if his soul is burning.

I stared at it for a while, and suddenly, the only book on the shelf came galloping over and fell into Fang Zhou's hands.

oh la la, automatically turn pages.

There are texts in the booklet.

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[The body (the only fleshy body): Fang Zhou]

[divine ability: Soul Shift Spiritual Exchange]

[Martial arts: none]

[Martial Dao experience: 10]

[Martial Student's Life: Human Race, male, never practiced martial arts, the soul travels through time and space to mutate, gaining divine ability "Soul Shift Spiritual Exchange"]

[Note 1: When the "soul candle" burns out, you can get a new soul transfer opportunity. Soul Shift Spiritual Exchange has a time limit, and the soul will return to the only fleshy body after the time limit]

[Note 2: The body has watched the battle on the martial battleground for several years, transforms 10 points of Martial Dao experience, consumes experience, can deduce and perfect "Martial Dao"]

[Note 3: Soul Shift Spiritual Exchange only focuses on the in-depth exchange of martial arts]

……

Fang Zhou looked at the information presented in the book with confusion.

divine ability? Move the soul?

What are these?

Afterwards, he suddenly recollected it, and his mood was agitated. Could this be the welfare and dependence of being a transmigrator!

Just when Fang Zhou was ready to study it.

A loud shout pulled his consciousness out of the library.

"Zhouzi, I have paid my wages, wake up."