Chapter 910

He wasn't the only one.

Everyone else was also shocked when they recalled what had happened.

They were amazed that Wang Feng could easily use the identity of the white-clothed Popetiff and infiltrate the Martial Spirit Palace without giving himself away.

"We were able to improve so much on the Sea God's Island this time. It's all thanks to Brother Feng. "

Tang San said solemnly.

In fact, it was the other Seven Monsters who had improved more.

Under the pressure of passing through the Light of the Sea God in the first test, their potential was squeezed out to the fullest extent.

This led to a huge improvement for them in the next few tests.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for those low-level ones to break through to the Soul Douluo level.

However, Tang San didn't explain in detail about the Sea God's Island. The Sea God's Island had a rule that nothing could be revealed to the outside world.

As the successor of the Sea God, Tang San didn't want to break the rules of the Sea God's Island.

"Of course."

Although Ning Rongrong looked happy, she pouted and said, "But at that time, we were destroyed by Wang Feng. Dad, you don't know … I hated that white-clothed Popetiff to death at that time!"

"Only by suffering can one rise above others," Ning Fengzhi said. "If it weren't for Wang Feng's destruction, not to mention Tang San, you might not be able to break through to the Soul Douluo level now."

Ning Rongrong giggled.

She thought to herself, Zhuqing was the calmest at that time. She must have discovered it long ago … But how did Zhuqing discover it before me?

Ning Rongrong had been thinking about this question for a long time, but she couldn't figure it out.

"Rongrong was just complaining."

Tang San said with a smile, "In fact, she gritted her teeth and didn't think of giving up at all."

Wang Feng nodded slightly. Rongrong's personality was like this. She was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. It was impossible for her to give up.

She said it was possible, but she couldn't. She was so angry. In fact, she was very determined.

"So, today I officially announce that Brother Feng is the Great Elder of the Tang Sect."

Tang San looked at the four Hall Masters and the many elite disciples.

Bai He and the other hall masters naturally did not dare to object. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the other party's strength and identity were second to none in the entire continent.

Tang San hadn't told them what had happened on the Sea God's Island.

"Little Feng, since you've come back this time …"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Wang Feng, coughed a few times, and said, "Then how do you plan to explain to me about Rongrong? You guys aren't young anymore … "

Wang Feng: "…"

"Oh, Dad, Third Brother called you here for something else," Ning Rongrong blushed as she looked at Wang Feng. "Why are you talking about this now?"

"Then I'll have to ask him." Ning Fengzhi smiled. "Feng, when do you plan to give me an answer?"

"I'll give it to you next time …" Wang Feng said.

"When is the next time?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

Logically speaking, now that Wang Feng was so outstanding, Ning Fengzhi felt that his precious daughter was not worthy of him.

What should he do?

In the beginning, Ning Fengzhi had agreed to this matter with both hands and feet.

But now … uh … Ning Fengzhi was most worried that this huge gap would make it difficult for the two of them to be together in the future.

The strong usually had to reach a higher realm.

Ning Fengzhi could not guess the upper limit of someone like Wang Feng. Even for someone like Tang San, Ning Fengzhi could not imagine the upper limit.

But his daughter's upper limit was to become a Titled Douluo.

How could she keep up with his footsteps?

If she couldn't, she would either be a widow and wait bitterly, or she would leave quietly.

Regardless of which, Ning Fengzhi did not want his precious daughter to suffer.

This kind of worry made Ning Fengzhi want to get an answer from Wang Feng.

In fact, even if he got an answer, Ning Fengzhi felt that they could not escape from these two outcomes.

"One year later," Wang Feng said slowly.

"One year later, I'll give you an answer, Rongrong."

Wang Feng knew Ning Fengzhi's concerns.

It was also his own concern.

"Okay." Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly. One year was very short.

Now that the Martial Soul Alliance was imminent, they might not be able to last a year. But now, Tang San and Wang Feng had returned.

It was not impossible to break the current situation.

As for why it was one year, Ning Fengzhi did not know, and did not want to ask.

But when Ning Rongrong heard this, she looked at Wang Feng in surprise.

Is he going to marry me in a year?

Ning Rongrong lowered her head, and her mind was filled with longing …

At this moment, Tang San's expression turned serious. "Everyone, let's move to the side hall. I have something important to discuss with all of you. "

Everyone nodded slightly and followed Tang San into the main hall of the Tang Sect.

"Little Three, you're back. I'm sure you know the current situation of the Martial Soul Alliance."

Dugu Bo sighed. "This time, the Martial Soul Alliance's decision was extremely correct. Before the Snowy Night Emperor died, he lamented that there was no way to break Pope Bibidon's move. The most important thing is that the Martial Soul Alliance has a righteous cause. "

Righteousness was the most important thing to countless people in power.

Waging war and raising the flag of rebellion required righteousness.

But it was clear that the Martial Soul Hall, which established the Wuhan Alliance, had a righteous cause.

The purpose of the alliance was to promote the development of the world of soul masters and promote the progress of the continent. If you did not join, you would be obstructing the progress of the world of soul masters and the continent's progress and development. It was fine if you did not join, but you would also enjoy the benefits bestowed by the Martial Soul Alliance.

They used a slow and steady method to absorb the strength and territory of the two empires.

The Martial Soul Hall's strength surpassed the two empires in all aspects.

"I know this."

Tang San pondered for a moment, then looked at Wang Feng. "But this is where the Martial Soul Alliance's ambition lies. They want to unify the continent. Actually, if it was another power that wanted to unify the continent, it would be different. Maybe it's like what Brother Feng said that day. The benefits of unifying the continent outweigh the disadvantages. The Tang Sect and I will not participate in the struggle. "

"But the Martial Soul Hall can't. Bibidon can't."

Tang San's voice was very firm. "If they were to unify the continent, with Bibidon's ambition, it would be difficult for us to have any space to live."

Wang Fengxin thought that this was the knowledge brought about by hatred. There was nothing he could do about it.

Actually, if he defeated Bibidon, then what Tang San said would not exist.

However, what Little Three cared about the most was hatred.

There was hatred for Xiao Wu, his mother, and Xiao Wu's mother.

This might not be related to Bibidon, but it was closely related to the Martial Soul Hall.