After seeing Wang Feng leave.
"This child …"
The master looked at Wang Feng's back and couldn't speak for a long time.
"What a stubborn child," the master said softly.
Inexplicably, the master looked at Wang Feng's back and sighed in his heart.
Who wasn't a stubborn child back then?
"Maybe, Brother Feng is not what we think, right?
Teacher. "
Tang San whispered, "Brother Feng has been very smart since he was young. If he didn't have absolute confidence, he wouldn't have absorbed that 6,000-year Golden Thunder Leopard soul ring …"
The master pondered for a moment, but still felt that he couldn't understand.
Because this was almost completely contrary to the theory he came up with.
Although Tang San couldn't understand it, he knew that Brother Feng had his own secrets, just like he had his own secrets.
For some reason, he couldn't say it.
"Maybe."
The master shook his head, "However, it should be clear after a long time. If he is really fine, then your Brother Feng is really a genius beyond imagination!
Anyway, you still have a long time to graduate … "
Tang San nodded.
"However, if this child is really fine, he went to the Martial Spirit Palace for appraisal but was not taken away by the Martial Spirit Palace. I'm afraid he was deliberately testing the Martial Spirit Palace. I don't know how he did it … At such a young age, his mind is extraordinary."
The master was very smart. He seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Tang San was silent. The two watched Wang Feng gradually disappear into the darkness, with different feelings in their hearts.
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The next day.
Wang Feng didn't mention that he passed the appraisal by the Martial Spirit Palace.
He went to a few classes in the morning to understand a lot of vague knowledge and settings about the Douluo Continent in his mind. At noon, Wang Feng didn't stay in the academy.
Instead, he went to the Soul Hunting Forest.
Of course, Wang Feng naturally didn't go to the Soul Hunting Forest for the soul ring.
It was to hunt soul beasts.
He wasn't alone.
"I have the Meteoric Tear. Even if I don't meditate, I can still absorb the energy of heaven and earth into soul power. It's just that the speed is too slow."
Wang Feng thought on the way.
After compressing and purifying his soul power, his cultivation speed was greatly reduced.
He had been meditating last night until this morning, and until now, he still hadn't reached rank 16.
Compared to the other side of the Soul Hunting Forest, it was too slow to compress and purify to rank 15 after a few hours of meditation.
Thinking about how each level would be even slower, Wang Feng knew that pure meditation would be too slow.
At this rate, he might not be able to achieve his goal even after six years.
He would graduate in six years, and if he went to the Shrek Academy, he wouldn't even have the chance to get a ten thousand year soul ring if he hadn't reached rank 30.
Last night, the kindness of the master and Tang San made Wang Feng feel that he still had to go to the Shrek Academy to have a look. Besides, the place where the system gave him the check-in was also there.
"But if I use more soul power through battle, won't my cultivation speed be much faster?"
Wang Fengxin pondered.
This was actually possible.
Battles could temper people, and through the consumption of soul power, one could naturally increase one's cultivation speed.
That was why he wanted to go to the Soul Hunting Forest.
"You can earn some money.
He could also increase his battle experience by fighting soul beasts!
This was killing three birds with one stone!
There was plenty of time in the afternoon and evening!
I won't waste my Soul Rings, and most importantly … I can still act cool … "
Wang Feng thought. After lunch, he bought a long robe and a mask and went directly to the Soul Hunting Forest.
Even if it was the afternoon now.
At this time, the periphery of the Soul Hunting Forest was still bustling with people coming and going.
The Soulhunting Forest encompassed many cities in the Fasno Province, not just Notting City.
So there were a lot of people.
All kinds of shouts were endless.
"We're short of one person. Come in, my team has a rank 26 Battle Soul Master and a rank 25 Support Soul Master.
About five hundred year soul beasts can be hunted!
The price is negotiable! "
"Hunting a four hundred year soul beast, a rank 25 control-type Soul Master. The reward is fifty silver soul coins!"
"…"
Wang Feng listened to these voices, and every time he thought of the days when he played online games and formed teams to go through dungeons.
These Soul Masters, because they weren't nobles and didn't have the help of their families, could only rely on themselves to hunt. But it was very dangerous, so they could only seek help from others.
These were all very normal things.
After looking around, Wang Feng's gaze focused and suddenly looked at three people in the distance.
Two men wearing black clothes and a woman wearing a tight-fitting battle suit were standing indifferently in the same place.
The three of them didn't shout, but stood quietly in the same place and set up a sign.
On the sign were the words:
"Hunting an eight hundred year soul beast, waiting for a rank 25 recovery-type Soul Master.
The reward is one gold soul coin! "
Seeing this, Wang Fengxin was moved.
A recovery-type Soul Master was just right for him.
These three people had an aura that was different from ordinary Soul Masters.
"I'm a recovery-type Soul Master.
May I know if you need it? "
Wang Feng walked over, coughed a few times, and said with a slightly hoarse voice.
He was wearing a black robe and a mask. Even those who were familiar with him might not be able to recognize him.
He still had to hide what he needed to hide.
"You?"
Hearing someone speak, the three of them looked at Wang Feng.
"How old are you?" Among the two men, the one who was more muscular and had a full beard frowned and asked.
This kid, looking at 1.5 meters, was probably only eleven or twelve years old?
Was he here to amuse them?
"Cough cough … I'm about twelve.
But my Martial Soul has the ability to recover. "Wang Feng said.
"You?
Twelve years old?
Are you rank 25?
Kid, do you think we're stupid? "
The other youth who was holding a dagger and sharpening his nails said with a smile, "At your age, it's already not bad if you're rank 14 or 15.
Even if you have the ability to recover, it won't be very effective against us. "
"Hurry up, go play somewhere else, don't disturb us." The bearded man waved his hand at Wang Feng.
"Hey, wait, I'm indeed only rank 15, but my healing capacity is huge … Oh, no, my recovery ability is very strong!"
Wang Feng coughed again, "Really, why don't you give it a try?"
"Give it a try … kid, don't joke with us … The three of us don't have the heart to protect a twelve-year-old kid in the Soul-Hunting Forest.
If you want to earn money, go to the entrance of the Soul-Hunting Forest and watch those Soul Masters who just came out. You should be able to earn a lot of money if you help them recover their soul power. "
The bearded man said with a smile.
"Uncle, why don't you give it a try?
You won't lose anything anyway. "
Wang Feng said with a smile.
This method was really ingenious. There were indeed many recovery-type Soul Masters who could earn money this way.
Because not every Soul Master who entered the Soul-Hunting Forest would bring a recovery-type Soul Master with them. After all, there were very few recovery-type Soul Masters.
Therefore, most of them had no soul power when they came out. Guarding the entrance and helping them recover their soul power was also a way to earn money.
However, Wang Feng wanted to go to the Soul-Hunting Forest to see more soul beasts and accumulate combat experience.
The bearded man and the youth wanted to say something, but the woman suddenly said,
"Let him try.
It's not easy to find recovery-type Soul Masters, they don't need to be too powerful. "
This woman's figure was very good. She was curvy and had a neat ponytail. Her skin was white and her face was beautiful. Unfortunately, there was a four to five centimeters long scar on her face, which ruined her beauty.
"Okay, boss, I'll listen to you." The youth grinned.
Then, the youth looked at the passersby.
"You brat, help me recover a bit."
The bearded man said with a smile, "Coincidentally, I still have more than half of my soul power left … I'm not asking for much, as long as you can recover a quarter of the other half."
After he finished speaking, the other two also looked at Wang Feng.
One had to know that this bearded man was not simple. He was a Rank 29 Soul Grandmaster!
"A quarter?"
Wang Feng was a little hesitant.
"What?
Do you think it's too much? "
The bearded man frowned and said, "If you can't even recover an eighth of my soul power in one go, it won't do."
Wang Feng turned his palm slightly. He didn't reveal his soul ring, but only a small golden lotus flower lit up and urged his soul power.
Because he didn't need soul skills to recover his soul power, he didn't need to reveal his soul ring. In the future, Wang Feng wouldn't reveal his soul ring unless it was a critical moment.
Suddenly, golden threads rushed into the bearded man's body.
In an instant!
The bearded man's whole body quivered as if he was electrocuted and suddenly trembled.
Seeing this, the other two immediately became nervous.
At this moment, they heard Wang Feng say with a smile,