This academy is very ordinary … "
The master said, "It's much worse than the original Blue Tyrant Academy … Their strongest is not as good as Tai Long, and their elites are barely over Rank 30 … The preliminaries are almost a formality.
They chose according to your request … Lin Feng, I'm very curious, why did you do this?
Although with your strength, it's not a problem to win the championship, and even the seven of them can't beat you … why did you choose such a method? "
Wang Feng thought for a moment and said, "To show off … Oh no, to attract attention. As for the reason, when I enter the finals, you will probably know the reason."
Yes, that's right!
Wang Feng wanted to win the entire Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament by himself!
Therefore, he would almost never fight together with Tang San and the others.
They might even become opponents.
"Okay, then you go to Purple Star College and register yourself.
I won't accompany you. "
The master nodded and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, how old is your fourth soul ring?
Er Long and Flender are very curious. "
"Sixty thousand years."
Wang Feng finished speaking and walked out of the academy.
Only the master was left in a daze.
"Sixty thousand years?"
The master couldn't help but take a deep breath and murmur.
How is this possible?
According to his estimation, forty thousand years was impossible for Er Long and Flender.
But after returning from the Sunset Forest, Er Long and Flender thought that forty thousand years was possible.
Because Lin Feng's strength was too strong.
Now they heard Lin Feng say it himself, sixty thousand years?
"His fourth soul ring is sixty thousand years …" The master didn't dare to imagine, "A Rank 45 Soul Master, his fourth soul ring is sixty thousand years … Yes, his fourth form?
Could it be related to the special wounds of those soul beasts? "
The master's theory was very rich, and he had already guessed some things from the performance of the wounds.
Looking at Wang Feng's back, the master whispered,
"Lin Feng, what do you want to do?
What is the reason for you to participate like this? "
"But indeed, as long as you participate in this way, you will definitely attract the attention of the entire continent!"
"Your soul ring, your Martial Soul, and your special combat state in the Sunset Forest, and your other secrets and identities, as long as you show a little … at that time, everyone will definitely be shocked."
"…"
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Wang Feng arrived at Purple Star College.
This academy was very easy to find. It was located in the outer circle of Heaven Dou City University, and its location was much worse than the Blue Tyrant Academy.
However, since it was an advanced soul master academy, it was naturally considered a proper academy.
Simply put, it was the difference between three books and one book.
At this moment, Wang Feng was dressed in a black robe and a white mask.
He went straight to the dean of Purple Star College, a sixty-four-year-old control-type soul master and an honest-looking old man.
The old man was called Fei Lun.
"You're Nine to One?
Half a year ago, someone signed up for the school. If I hadn't seen your record in the Great Soul Arena, I wouldn't have agreed to let you join. "
Fei Lun looked at the black-robed, white-masked man before him.
Of course, he wouldn't casually allow someone to join the academy. Even if their Purple Star College was trash, they wouldn't play around in the Elite Soul Master Tournament.
However, after looking at the nine to one record, he agreed without hesitation.
"Martial soul, axe. Rank 40 soul power. Age, 16."
Faerun took out a piece of information and said, "This is the information that someone registered for you when you entered the academy half a year ago. More than a year ago, you defeated the God-Slaying Squad, who were all LV 49, in less than ten seconds in Silvis Great Arena!"
"That's right," Wang Feng replied indifferently.
"Very good. Now, if you want to represent the academy in the tournament, I can take care of everything else for you. This information doesn't matter."
Fei Lun smiled. "The request is very simple. You just need to defeat the seven strongest people from our academy, who are also the teams that our academy will send out to participate in the tournament.
Is that okay?
Remember, you can't kill them. "
"No problem.
You understand my request, right? "
Wang Feng said in a hoarse voice. "I just need six people with academy status to go up on stage. They don't have to do anything. They just have to go up on stage."
"…" Fei Lun's mouth twitched, but he still nodded.
If someone else had made such a strange request, he would have kicked them away.
"Follow me." Fei Lun brought Wang Feng to the competition area.
It seemed that Fei Lun was already prepared.
Seven soul masters were standing on one side of the competition area.
Four males and three females.
Wang Feng casually glanced at them. His Blackhoop Spiritual Skull's sensory soul skill immediately sensed their martial souls and soul power ranks.
To be honest, they weren't very weak. They ranged from Rank 31 to Rank 35.
Compared to the elites nurtured by the Blue Tyrant Academy, Tai Long, Jiang Zhu, and the others were only slightly weaker.
"I've already told you about this."
Fei Lun looked at the seven of them and pointed at Wang Feng. "He's called Jiu Yikai. If he defeats you later, he will represent the academy in the tournament. You just have to go up on stage and watch from the side."
Hearing this, the seven of them were stunned. Their faces darkened. Evidently, they knew about this in advance.
They thought it was a joke. Now that the dean was here, they didn't expect it to be true.
Was this a joke?
One person was going up on stage, and they were sending six people to watch the show?
"If he loses, he'll naturally get lost," Fei Lun said indifferently.
After speaking, Wang Feng took a step forward.
At this moment, the seven of them began to report their martial souls.
"Zhao Feihong, martial soul, Golden Saber, Rank 34 …"
Just as the seven of them were about to report their martial souls and soul power ranks, Wang Feng waved his hand.
"There's no need to report. I, Jiu Yikai, don't need to know all of your information, including your names!
To me, your role is just to go up on stage! "
"Let's begin!"
Hearing this, the seven of them were instantly enraged!
They were extremely angry!
The seven of them got into their stances and lit up their martial souls!
They were all yellow, yellow, and purple, and were obviously not bad!
Fei Lun looked at the two sides and slowly said,
"Begin."
The moment he finished his sentence, Ye Zichen's eyes lit up.
A light flashed in the opposing arena!
Like a black thunderbolt, it flashed past the seven of them. In the next moment!
The seven of them couldn't react in time!
It was as if they were sent flying by a huge force at the same time!
Then, they landed heavily on the ground.
The huge force smashed them to the ground, causing them to feel dizzy and dizzy.
"Si …"
Fei Lun was still talking, but at this moment, Wang Feng had already appeared in front of him.
In the opposing arena, the seven of them were lying on the ground in a mess.
Fei Lun turned into a wooden statue … as he watched this scene.
"Are you okay?" Wang Feng patted Fei Lun's shoulder.
"No … problem." Fei Lun took a deep breath and muttered.
And so, just like that.
A few days later, in the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou City.
The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament held a grand opening ceremony in Heaven Dou City.
The continent's most anticipated Soul Master tournament was finally about to begin!
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PS: Happy New Year, everyone!
We'll continue tomorrow, and I'll ask for some tickets ~