Chapter 17 Titled Douluo Was Born!

Wang Feng also just used it with an experimental mentality.

Dingding looked at Su Yuntao, watching Brother Tao's changes, Wang Feng gave the first form of Jinlian a bit higher in his heart.

About a few minutes passed.

Only then did Su Yuntao slowly stand up, coughed a few times, and wanted to relieve his shameful state just now.

A smile appeared on his face:

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would be able to break through and improve my soul power at this time. I didn't fight in vain in this battle, kid, just take it as a draw."

Su Yuntao only thought that because of this all-out battle, his soul power had temporarily increased.

There is no doubt that it is Wang Feng's ghost.

Totally unexpected!

Finished saying two words.

Su Yuntao felt a little embarrassed.

He was a dignified great soul master who used martial soul possession, and even used soul skills to forcefully suppress and defeat this little devil.

Otherwise, I will definitely be beaten to the ground by this kid just now...

It's embarrassing to think about.

‘As expected of the innate soul power, even if the martial soul is useless, the soul power is real! This kid must have been training hard these days. ’

Su Yuntao thought to himself, 'After all, I would feel very hard to bring those 200 jin iron tools to me. I still have to praise him...'

Thinking like this, Su Yuntao walked over, patted Wang Feng on the shoulder, and a smile appeared on his stern face:

"Little devil, when you are six years old, you will be able to draw a tie with one of my great soul masters. You are proud enough, even if your martial soul is useless, but if you keep going like this, you may become a strong man by then!"

"..." Wang Feng.

Looking at Brother Tao's confident smile, Wang Feng felt that his goal had been achieved, and pretended to be very surprised and said:

"Really? Master Su, I thought you saw me lose just now, so you don't want to hurt me..."

In the battle with Su Yuntao, Wang Feng's purpose was not to defeat him.

Just to test his own strength, what level he is, and the ability to develop and use the golden lotus.

I also want to know that in the battle of the soul master, Jinlian's ability can achieve specific effects.

After all, that little bird that day was just an ordinary little animal.

Soul Master, but human.

"Cough cough, work hard and work hard!"

Su Yuntao's face was even more embarrassing, "I'll go back first. By the way, the follow-up story of the soul breaking the sky, next time we meet, you must give it to me!"

"No problem." Wang Feng said with a smile.

After Su Yuntao finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

In this battle, he felt that his soul power had increased by one level, and the injury on his chest seemed to have recovered.

It's a bit weird to upgrade, but it's more of a surprise!

Wang Feng secretly laughed a few times: "Brother Tao has already been used by me completely... Well, my physical quality should be similar to that of Brother Tao, who possesses a spirit, and is equivalent to a great soul master. Tenth-level soul power should not be afraid of great soul masters, even if you can't win, you can't lose."

"On the contrary, the role of the golden lotus in the first form is far beyond my imagination."

Wang Feng sighed in his heart.

It can heal and recover, and it can also improve the level of soul power!

There is also a strange ability...

Can be used forward or reverse!

Just like just now, if Su Yuntao was in a good mood and made his own move, he would definitely lose!

It can be said that it is already terrifyingly strong!

This is just the ability that comes with the pure golden lotus itself!

"In just four months, for me, a former salted fish, I have already walked the road of Brother Tao for more than 20 years. That's ok."

Wang Feng picked up the iron protective gear on the ground, "Next, you should leave the Holy Spirit Village and go to the Junior Spirit Master Academy in Notting City.

After all, the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time, and it has to be prepared step by step..."

"The steps are too big, it's easy to pull the eggs."

While thinking about it, Wang Feng returned to the Holy Soul Village.

Two days later.

Wang Feng and Tang San came to the center of the village, carrying a small burden.

Today is the day to go to Notting City.

Behind, stood many villagers of Holy Soul Village.

"Xiao Feng, I went to Notting City, but don't forget us? My little Cui'er is still waiting for you."

An aunt waved at Wang Feng.

"..." Wang Feng was speechless, looking at the aunt's baby.

"Xiaofeng, go to Notting City, remember to go home often, our village is your home!"

An uncle came over, took a column of fruits and handed them to Wang Feng and Tang San.

"Okay, Uncle Li." Wang Feng waved his hand, "This is not a long trip. It's a half-day trip to Notting City, don't make it look like I'm going to a very far place."

In the past two years, the village has developed vigorously, and Wang Feng has contributed greatly.

Although it was just an idea, most of the people in the village were very grateful to Wang Feng.

Usually, Wang Feng is very warmly invited to go door to door for dinner.

Three months ago, just after the awakening of his martial spirit, Ben also held a small banquet for Wang Feng and Tang San.

However, Wang Feng thought it was troublesome and refused directly.

"You kid, all day long! Your kid went on a long trip to Notting City. Do you have any relatives or friends? You and Tang San should support and take care of each other, but don't let people look down on our Holy Spirit Village."

A woman stepped forward and reprimanded.

"Got it, Aunt Mei." Wang Feng laughed a few times.

"Brother Feng, you have become a soul master, come back to see us!"

To be honest, in the past few years, the people in the village have had a good relationship with him.

It's just that I'm too lazy to order. Although there are many invitations, Wang Feng rarely visits.

Tang San was on the side, looking at Brother Feng with some envy.

Brother Feng is amazing. If it was him, it wouldn't work.

Most of these aunts, uncles, and aunts are here to see Brother Feng off, um, with themselves.

Not long after, old Jack came hurriedly.

"Xiao Feng, Xiao San, let's go."

Old Jack said with a serious expression.

Tang San nodded.

"and many more."

Wang Feng suddenly shouted.

"Xiao Feng, do you have anything else to do?" Old Jack asked.

"hey-hey."

Wang Feng laughed twice, and suddenly walked to the stone pillar with the handprint of the Soul Saint standing in the center.

Everyone was a little puzzled and didn't know what this kid wanted to do.

I saw Wang Feng, jumped high, adjusted to the top of the stone pillar, and then printed it directly with a small slap!

boom!

I saw a handprint clearly on the stone pillar.

Wang Feng landed on the ground smoothly, and said seriously:

"Okay, in the future, our Holy Soul Village will not only give birth to Soul Saints."

"Title Douluo was born!"

After speaking, Wang Feng walked up to Tang San and said:

"Little San, you should also press one and be a mark. Maybe when we become Titled Douluo that day, this will be a holy place for thousands of people to worship."

"The fee will naturally be higher!"

"..." Tang San's head was full of black lines.

"Brother Feng, you are really thick-skinned. You are not even a soul master! You are still titled Douluo, do you know what a titled Douluo is?"

A little boy in the back said with a smile.

Wang Fengneng glared at the little boy and said:

"You know shit."

"……"little boy.

Old Jack also blushed slightly with embarrassment, glared at Wang Feng, and took Wang Feng directly out of the village gate.

Under the soft sunlight, the backs of the three were pulled long.

Everyone glanced at the small handprint, and there was a smile on his face.

In the blacksmith shop in the distance, Tang Hao also looked at the small handprint and smiled softly:

"This maple boy, his ambition is not small, titled Douluo..."

"But even if you become a Titled Douluo, what can you do? In the end, you can't even protect your loved ones..."

The long and vicissitudes of life sighed softly, but it could not reach the ears of the three people who were far away...