Chapter 17

Wang Feng was only using it as an experiment.

As Wang Feng looked at Su Yuntao and saw the changes in him, he gave the first form of the golden lotus a higher rating.

After a few minutes.

Su Yuntao slowly stood up and coughed a few times, trying to relieve his embarrassment.

A smile appeared on his face.

"Hahaha, I didn't think I could break through and increase my soul power at this time. I didn't fight in vain. Little brat, let's call it a draw. "

Su Yuntao thought his soul power had increased because he went all out in the fight.

He didn't suspect Wang Feng.

He didn't expect it at all!

After saying the word 'draw'.

Su Yuntao felt a bit embarrassed.

He was a Soul Grandmaster, but he had to use his Martial Soul and soul skills to barely defeat this brat.

Otherwise, he would have been beaten to the ground by this brat.

It was embarrassing just thinking about it.

'As expected of the Innate Full Soul Power. Even if his Martial Soul is useless, his soul power is real! This brat must have trained very hard these days. '

Su Yuntao thought. 'After all, it was very strenuous for me to carry two hundred kilograms of iron. I still have to praise him …'

With this thought in mind, Su Yuntao walked over and patted Wang Feng on the shoulder. A faint smile appeared on his cold face.

"Little brat, you can fight a Soul Grandmaster to a draw when you're only six years old. You should be proud. Even if your Martial Soul is useless, you might become a strong person if you continue like this! "

"…" Wang Feng.

Seeing Su Yuntao's confident smile, Wang Feng felt he had achieved his goal. He pretended to be pleasantly surprised.

"Is that so? Master Su, I thought that you didn't want to hurt me because you saw that I lost just now … "

Wang Feng's goal in fighting Su Yuntao wasn't to defeat him.

He only wanted to test his strength and develop the ability to use the Golden Lotus.

He also wanted to know the specific effects of the Golden Lotus in a battle between Soul Masters.

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

Soul Masters were humans.

"Cough, cough. Do your best!"

Su Yuntao's expression became even more awkward. "I'll go back first. Oh right, the next time we meet, you must tell me the story of Soul Shattering the Firmament! "

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

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

After this battle, he felt that his soul power had increased by one rank. Furthermore, the injury on his chest seemed to have recovered.

It was just that the increase was a little strange, but it was more of a pleasant surprise!

Wang Feng secretly laughed a few times: "Brother Tao has already been completely used by me … En, the quality of my body should be about the same as brother Tao's Martial Soul Possession, equivalent to a Soul Grandmaster. If I use my tenth rank soul power, I shouldn't fear a Soul Grandmaster. Even if I can't win, I won't lose. "

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

Wang Fengxin sighed.

It could heal, restore, and even increase the rank of one's soul power!

There was also a strange ability...

It can be used in both directions!

Just like just now, if Su Yuntao had made a move while he was enjoying himself, Su Yuntao would have definitely lost!

It could be said that he was terrifyingly strong!

And this was only the ability that came with the golden lotus itself!

"In just four months, for a former salted fish like me, I've already finished more than twenty years of brother Tao's journey. It's enough. "

Wang Feng picked up the iron protective equipment on the ground, "Next, I should leave the Holy Soul Village and go to the elementary Soul Master Academy in Notting City. After all, rice has to be eaten mouthful by mouthful, acting tough step by step … "

"If the steps are too big, it's easy to pull the balls."

While thinking, 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 bag.

Today was the day to go to Notting City.

Behind them stood many villagers of the Holy Soul Village.

"Little Feng, when you go to Notting City, don't forget us, okay? My family's Little Cui 'er is still waiting for you. "

An auntie waved at Wang Feng.

"..." Wang Feng was speechless, looking at the swaddling child in the auntie's arms.

"Little Feng, when you go to Notting City, remember to come home often. Our village is your home!"

An uncle came over, holding a basket of fruits, and handed it to Wang Feng and Tang San.

"Okay, Uncle Li." Wang Feng waved his hand, "This is not a long trip. It's half a day's journey to Notting City. Don't make it sound like I'm going somewhere far away."

In the past two years, the village had developed vigorously, and Wang Feng had contributed a lot.

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

Usually, they were very enthusiastic to invite Wang Feng to eat from door to door.

Three months ago, after the Martial Soul Awakening, a small banquet was held especially for Wang Feng and Tang San.

However, Wang Feng found it troublesome and directly refused.

"You child, you're always like this! You children are going on a long trip to Notting City. Do you have any relatives or friends? You and Tang San have to take care of each other, but don't let others look down on our Holy Soul Village. "

A woman came forward and reprimanded a few times.

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

"Brother Feng, when you become a Soul Master, you have to come back to see us!"

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

It was just that he was usually lazy. Although there were many invitations, Wang Feng rarely visited. Most of the time, he was alone and thinking nonsense.

Tang San stood to the side and looked at Brother Feng enviously.

Brother Feng was amazing. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to do it.

Most of these aunties and uncles came to see Brother Feng off. Yes, they also came along.

Not long after, Old Jack hurried over.

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

Old Jack said with a somewhat serious expression.

Tang San nodded.

"Wait."

Wang Feng suddenly shouted.

"Little Feng, is there anything else?" Old Jack asked.

"Hehe."

Wang Feng laughed twice and suddenly walked to the stone pillar in the center with the Soul Sage's handprint.

Everyone was a little puzzled, not knowing what this kid wanted to do.

They saw Wang Feng jump high, move to the top of the stone pillar, and then directly slap on it!

Bang!

A handprint clearly appeared on the stone pillar.

Wang Feng landed steadily on the ground and said seriously, "Alright, that's enough.

In the future, our Holy Soul Village will not only have Soul Sages. "

"It will also have a Titled Douluo!"

After saying that, Wang Feng walked in front of Tang San and said,

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

"The fee will naturally be higher!"

"…" Tang San was speechless.

"Brother Feng, you're really thick-skinned. You're not even a Soul Master! Titled Douluo, do you know what a Titled Douluo is? "

A little boy behind him said with a smile.

Wang Feng glared at the little boy and said,

"What do you know."

"…" The little boy.

Old Jack was so embarrassed that his face turned red. He glared at Wang Feng and pulled Wang Feng out of the village.

Under the gentle sunlight, the shadows of the three people were elongated.

Everyone took a look at the small handprint, and a trace of amusement appeared on their faces.

In the blacksmith's shop in the distance, Tang Hao also looked at the small handprint and laughed softly.

"This Feng kid is quite ambitious. Titled Douluo …"

"But even if he becomes a Titled Douluo, what can he do? In the end, you can't even protect the person you love … "