Just wearing Douluo, being chased and killed by the god-king Tang San

Chapter 76 Master: Yang Feng, I am willing to learn martial arts from you

The male student surnamed Wu looked like he wanted to take advantage of Xiao Wu.

The younger brothers around also applauded, demanding to take it down quickly.

"Okay, as you wish."

Xiao Wu bent her legs, stomped on the ground with her toes, and attacked the male student fiercely.

In just an instant, the male student was kicked away and rolled around in the corridor a few times before he stabilized himself.

"What, Mr. Wu was kicked away?"

"Don't make a fuss, Mr. Wu is sympathizing with the fragrance and cherishing the jade, and his martial spirit hasn't been released yet."

"It's true, it's a false alarm, I don't want to roll down."

Seeing this, the senior students were agitated for a while, and soon smiled confidently again.

The male student known as Mr. Wu stood up straight with a carp.

His soul power exploded, releasing his martial soul.

"hold head high!"

A golden eagle appeared, the carving hair was as thin as a toothpick, very soft, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression, and immediately stunned everyone.

"Sister Xiao Wu, be careful, this is Wu Ji'er's golden carved martial soul, with strong attack power." Wang Sheng hurriedly reminded.

Wu Ji'er's face was ugly, she didn't expect to be kicked away by a new work-student student, this was the first time, in order to stabilize his elder brother's influence, this time she decided to teach Xiao Wu a good lesson.

"I didn't expect you to be so violent. This time, I won't be sympathetic. You have to be careful."

"The villain died because of talking too much, so you just take action." Xiao Wu was not afraid.

"Xiao Wu, let me deal with him." At this time, Yang Feng came over, stripped away the crowd, and appeared beside Xiao Wu, "You wear too little, and I will give you a chance to fight next time."

Xiao Wu was full of fighting spirit, but when she looked down, she found that what she was wearing was really not suitable for displaying it.

She backed out.

"My aunt will give brother Yang Feng a chance to teach you a lesson, and beat you up next time."

Wu Ji'er had been very upset seeing Yang Feng for a long time.

He declined his invitation in the cafeteria.

So he deliberately asked someone to check Yang Feng's details, and found out that he was a wild child.

Yang Feng looked at Wu Ji'er and hooked his fingers, "Come on, I'll stand still, as long as you can let me move my body or take half a step back, you win."

As soon as these words came out, the corridor was silent.

Wu Ji'er thought she heard it wrong, so she picked out her ears, "Say it again."

"You are fit to enter the palace, let me give you a ride."

Yang Feng hooked his fingers again.

"Damn it, I look down on Mr. Wu too much."

"Mr. Wu, come on, teach this arrogant kid a lesson."

"I thought that our group of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy's leaders were enough to brag and talk nonsense, but I didn't expect this person to brag and not think at all."

"Hmph, boasting without shame, with such an attitude, the only thing left is to be beaten."

But Wu Ji'er didn't hear the discussions of the younger brothers behind him at all, and he shouted: "The first soul skill is the carving of hairs."

In an instant, the golden carved hairs locked on to Yang Feng, shooting at Yang Feng like hundreds of sharp swords.

dang!

When the golden eagle was a few centimeters away from Yang Feng, a strange scene happened.

At this moment, the golden carved hairs forked, turned around, and formed a golden stick, which slammed into Wu Ji'er's head.

boom.

In an instant, Wu Ji fell to the ground with a miserable cry.

"Ah...my bastard...you actually destroyed my foundation..."

Yang Feng ignored Wu Jier.

He turned around and dragged Xiao Wu into the Qishe.

All the students from House Seven followed suit.

Outside, Wu Jier's little brothers at the side realized it.

"Quick, take it away!"

……

Yang Feng's performance just now shocked everyone in Qishe.

Looking at the laughing roommates, Yang Feng and Xiao Wu sat on the bed.

"Brother Yang Feng, how did you do it?" Xiao Wu was curious.

"Xiao Wu, I have something to hide from you, you may not believe me when I tell you." Yang Feng looked at Xiao Wu and said.

Three days later, he will leave, so Xiao Wu has to be mentally prepared.

"Xiao Wu believes what brother Yang Feng said." Xiao Wu said.

"Actually..." Yang Feng found a reasonable excuse and lowered his voice so that only Xiao Wu could hear it.

"Just now you also saw that I broke Wu Ji'er's martial soul without using any soul skills. In fact, I used divine power, but I restrained the aura of divine power, and you didn't feel it."

"Ah..." Xiao Wu covered her mouth with shock on her face.

"God, are you a god?"

As if in disbelief, he asked cautiously.

"Yeah." Yang Feng nodded, "Xiao Wu, my real body is still in the God Realm, but a clone is smuggled into the lower realm. Since the rules of the lower realm can't tolerate me, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in a while."

"Hee hee." Surprisingly, Xiao Wu was not unhappy when she heard it, but smiled, "Then Xiao Wu has to work hard to become the first god on the Douluo Continent, and ascend to the God Realm to find brother Yang Feng." .”

"Okay." Yang Feng patted Xiao Wu's head, feeling much more comfortable.

Otherwise, if he disappeared suddenly, with Xiao Wu's temperament, he would definitely look for him all over the world.

At this moment, Grandmaster and Tang San came.

Master naturally found out everything about Yang Feng through the academy's information.

It is also innately full of soul power, and it is still a dragon martial soul.

Even, Yang Feng must have twin martial souls. .

How could he let go of such a good seedling.

As soon as he entered, the master walked towards Yang Feng.

"Son, follow me, and I will teach you everything I know."

Yang Feng raised his head, showing his white teeth, and asked: "Anyone who is not a Titled Douluo cannot be my master, are you a Titled Douluo?"

"..." The master was speechless, the first time he talked with Yang Feng, he was speechless.

Seeing Yang Feng again, he couldn't fix the first sentence.

"Son, each soul master's martial soul has its own characteristics, with my guidance to you, you will make rapid progress."

Yang Feng disagrees, "As far as I know, in your research, Dashi, low-level martial spirits account for a large proportion, and you have always advocated that there are no trash martial souls, only trash people, but I don't have low-level martial souls." Martial soul, you can't teach it either."

"You can train a cucumber Wuhun to feed a village to eat cold cucumbers, but it's just a cucumber, but it's better than ordinary cucumbers. If you put a high-level Wuhun here, you will be at a loss !"

Tang San, who didn't understand Wuhun, looked at his nose, nose and heart, as if he caught the meaning of Yang Feng's words, and said in shock: "Can Wuhun be eaten?"

"Can Wuhun be eaten?" Xiao Wu also looked at Yang Feng.

"Of course." Yang Feng nodded affirmatively, "All food-type weapons and spirits can be used to eat, and high-level food-type soul masters will be recruited by big forces or the army, so as to reduce the waste of resources."

"This..." The master's heart trembled, how could this child know everything?

Food martial souls can naturally eat, most people know this.

But what shocked him was that Yang Feng mentioned his weakness.

In his research, low-level martial souls accounted for more than high-level martial souls.

Unexpectedly, his thinking was not as high as that of a child.

"Pfft!"

Thinking of this, the master knelt down, "Yang Feng, I am willing to follow you to learn martial arts theory."

(End of this chapter)