Colorful light condensed at Yang Qi's brow, and a faint figure appeared above Yang Qi.
"Little guy, starting today, you are my disciple of Emperor Haoyang." The figure looked at Yang Qi and sighed, "Disciple, this is the last thing I can do for you."
Strange light surged out from the figure, washing over Yang Qi's body. As the light surged, the figure became increasingly faint.
"Everything depends on you from now on." The figure sighed, and the next moment, it completely disappeared between heaven and earth, as if it had never appeared again.
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"Oh~ My head..." Yang Qi rubbed his heavy head and got up from the ground.
"No way, I actually slept here?" Looking at the empty surroundings and then at the lawn beneath him, Yang Qi himself couldn't believe it. He actually slept on the football field for a night.
"Oh my god, what's going on..." Suddenly, Yang Qi found that his skin was covered with a layer of black substance, and a fishy stench mixed with the smell of alcohol hit his nose.
The stench that hit his nose was so strong that even Yang Qi couldn't stand it. "Am I really just drunk?"
However, Yang Qi had already forgotten everything that happened last night. He had no idea what he did after getting drunk.
"What's going on?" Yang Qi was puzzled.
"Could it be related to the colorful light last night? Wasn't it an illusion?" Yang Qi thought of the colorful light he saw last night.
"Buzz~"
The next moment, Yang Qi felt as if something had exploded in his mind, and countless memories came flooding in like a tide, impacting Yang Qi's nerves. There were bursts of stabbing pain in his mind, and everything around him seemed to be still at this moment.
"It turned out to be like this..." After a long time, Yang Qi opened his eyes. At this moment, he finally knew what was happening to him.
The colorful light really exists, but it is not just any light. It is a heritage, the heritage of a strong man.
Haoyang was originally a warrior from Tianwu Continent. After hundreds of years of hard work, he finally reached the level of Emperor Wu, left their planet, and traveled the universe. During the countless years of traveling the universe, Haoyang also made many enemies, and was eventually hunted to death by his enemies. This colorful light was the inheritance he left before his death. This inheritance drifted in the cracks of time and space for an unknown amount of time and space, but it merged into Yang Qi's body last night. During the fusion process, the residual energy left in Haoyang's inheritance completed Yang Qi's cleansing!
"So that's what it means to cleanse the hair and remove the marrow. Senior Haoyang is indeed foresighted." Yang Qi sighed.
Most warriors start practicing from childhood. Haoyang was worried that his successor would be too old to practice, so he left a force to cleanse Yang Qi's hair and marrow. Without this force, even if Yang Qi received Haoyang's inheritance, it would be difficult for him to practice.
Yang Qi was extremely excited when he thought that he could also possess the skills of the warriors in Haoyang's memory. Flying into the sky, hiding in the ground, turning rivers and seas upside down were all child's play. Even traveling through the universe like Haoyang was not a dream!
"Luo Rong, perhaps, I should thank you." Yang Qi murmured. Unlike last night when he was distraught, he was full of confidence at this moment.
“Master!” Yang Qi knelt on the lawn and kowtowed three times. In the world of warriors, inheritance is extremely important. Accepting a master and a disciple is one of the most important things in a warrior’s life.
“Master, although you and I have never met before, I am your disciple and I will inherit your legacy. If I am able to avenge you one day, I will kill your enemies with my own hands.” Yang Qi said solemnly.
"But the most urgent thing now is to go back to the dormitory and wash up as soon as possible." Yang Qi looked at his dark body and smiled bitterly. If someone saw this, it would definitely be on the headlines of Tieba in minutes.
"Bang~"
Pushing open the dormitory door, Yang Qi rushed directly to the toilet.
"Brother Qi, did you bring me breakfast? It smells so good?" At the same time, a voice came from behind Yang Qi.
"Fuck you, I've fallen into the stinky ditch." Hearing this, Yang Qi was speechless about Shi Dong, the otaku.
Yang Qi himself was a homebody, but compared to Shi Dong, the difference was huge. Just from what he saw just now, it was obvious that Shi Dong had been playing games all night again. With more than a month left before his college life was completely over, only Yang Qi and Shi Dong were left in the four-person dormitory. Chen Le and Jiang Chao had already moved out, one with his girlfriend and the other back to his hometown to work as a civil servant.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Yang Qi looked at the fair face in the mirror and rubbed his delicate skin. He was pleasantly surprised. "Washing the hair and marrow can actually whiten the skin? If this gets out, those women will go crazy."
"Brother Qi, what did you say?" Shi Dong, who was playing games on the side, turned his head and glanced at Yang Qi.
"Hey~ Brother Qi, why do I feel like something is wrong with you today?" Shi Dong looked at Yang Qi, frowning slightly.
"Ah~ Brother Qi, you've become whiter and look very energetic." A light flashed before Shi Dong's eyes, and he immediately smiled and said, "I remember you didn't return to the dormitory last night!"
Yang Qi rolled his eyes. It was no longer news that college couples did not return to the dormitory on weekends. Fortunately, Shi Dong could actually make such a connection.
"Brother Qi, have you had breakfast?" Shi Dong suddenly leaned over and whispered.
"Not yet. If you have something to say, just tell me. I don't have any hobbies in this area." Yang Qi slightly distanced himself from Shi Dong and said with a look of disgust.
The smile on Shi Dong's face froze, and he quickly said, "I'm a real man. Brother Qi, look, I'm not empty here, how about you buy me breakfast?"
"When have you ever had free time?" Yang Qi curled his lips. According to Shi Dong, this computer is his wife and no one can replace it.
Shaking his head helplessly, Yang Qi went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast. After breakfast, Yang Qi came to the lotus pond. The lotus pond is a small lake near the teacher's apartment. There are single-family villas built next to it, which are mainly used to receive experts and scholars. Therefore, there are not many people here on weekdays, only some elderly people doing morning exercises. Compared with the dormitory, it is more suitable for Yang Qi to practice.
Yang Qi found an inconspicuous open space and sat down cross-legged.
According to Haoyang's memory, the martial artists in Tianwu Continent are divided into seven levels according to their strength: martial apprentice, martial master, martial master, martial master, martial king, martial emperor, and martial emperor. Each level is divided into nine stars according to the level of cultivation. Originally, Yang Qi had not practiced and was not even a martial apprentice. However, after being cleansed by the power left by Haoyang, his strength is almost the same as that of an ordinary three-star martial apprentice. A martial artist at the martial apprentice level can deal with some ordinary people, but if he encounters a real master, he has no power to fight back. He is the lowest level in Tianwu Continent. (To be continued)