I have a magic pot

"Young fellow, don't blame me for not reminding you.

The third-level spiritual pressure room is basically only a spiritual warrior who has stepped into the Chen-level realm and uses spiritual power to protect the body, meridians... and can withstand it for a period of time.

Basically, only intermediate-level disciples dare to use it. Are you sure you want to enter the third-level spiritual pressure room to experience it? "

Han Feng naturally did not hesitate, and directly entered a third-level spiritual pressure room.

This time, the young man was completely aroused by Han Feng's curiosity. He wanted to see how long this kid could last.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and yellow lights lit up from time to time throughout the inferior spiritual pressure room.

Many junior disciples chose to stop their cultivation because they couldn't bear the spiritual pressure, and dragged their tired bodies out of the spiritual pressure room.

There were also some spiritual pressure rooms that lit up red, and immediately a disciple on duty stepped forward, opened the stone door, and rescued the people in the spiritual pressure room.

Most of these people practiced excessively, causing their bodies to collapse. They either vomited blood and fainted, or fell to the ground moaning in pain...

Three quarters of an hour passed like this, and the third-level spiritual pressure room where Han Feng was located lit up with yellow light again, and the stone door finally opened.

The young disciple has been paying attention to the spiritual pressure room where Han Feng is.

Seeing that he has supported until now, he was very shocked.

He couldn't help but stepped forward to check on Han Feng's situation.

"Junior brother, you...are you alright?"

At this moment, Han Feng walked out of the spiritual pressure room again, looked at the young man with a strange expression and said.

"Senior brother, that...my training time limit seems to be up, let me continue for another hour."

"Uh……"

The young man was completely dumbfounded, speechless for a while!

……

After more than an hour, Han Feng left the spiritual pressure field with a tired face.

And at this moment, in the inferior practice field.

The young man who had previously replaced the spiritual pressure room for Han Feng had already informed the middle-aged instructor who was sitting in the lower training ground about what happened just now.

The expression on the middle-aged man's face changed, and he said in surprise.

"Hiss... You said that a freshman has been in the third-level spiritual pressure room for more than an hour?"

The young man nodded.

"Cao Jiaoxi is the training room that the disciple personally replaced for this person. Judging by his appearance, he is indeed a freshman who came to the spiritual pressure room for the first time."

Cao Jiaoxi showed a contemplative look on his face, and said to himself.

"I have basically seen all the geniuses recruited by the academy this year. I also caught a glimpse of the freshman just now, but he looks very familiar.

By the way, what was his condition when he left the spiritual pressure room? "

The young man hurriedly replied.

"The last time he came out, he looked very tired. I'm afraid he had reached his limit."

Cao Jiaoxi nodded.

"The next time you see this person, remember to see his identity token clearly, which class he is from."

"Yes!"

……

At the same time, Han Feng had already left the spiritual pressure field and mixed into the crowd in the square.

At this moment, the tired look on his face has been swept away, his eyes have become sharp, and his figure is tall and straight.

Han Feng benefited a lot from the more than an hour of practice in the third-level spiritual pressure room today.

Not only has the spiritual power in his body been condensed a lot, but his cultivation base, which has just broken through to the eight-star hui level, has also been consolidated again.

At this moment, he secretly practiced the cultivation technique, and the speed of spiritual power operation was indeed greatly improved.

When practicing, there is a sense of "lifting the weight as if it is light".

The pressure in the third-level spiritual pressure room was indeed strong, ten times stronger than that of the first-level spiritual pressure room, but for Han Feng, it was just right.

He felt that he could stay for another four or five hours, and he could even go to practice every day.

However, Han Feng has a heart.

He knew that as a junior freshman practicing in the third-level spiritual pressure room, he had already attracted the attention of many people.

He didn't want to appear too outstanding for the sake of causing unnecessary trouble or attracting strong men to spy on him, so he pretended to be very weak and left in the end.

In addition to this, the more important thing is that the cost of practicing in the spiritual pressure room is too high, and Han Feng's little merit point can't stand the toss.

After only practicing for two hours, Han Feng only had six merit points left.

However, after experiencing the beauty of the spiritual pressure room, he wished he could practice in it every day.

"No, it seems that we have to find a way to make more merit."

Han Feng went all the way back to his dormitory.

After he returned to the dormitory, Qin Yan and Yuan Xiaobiao also gathered together and asked him about his cultivation.

Han Feng only responded lightly, and then asked the two of them.

"By the way, do you have any way to quickly get merit points?"

When the two heard this, they looked at each other and smiled wryly at the same time.

If they want to do this, how can they be so miserable?

Yuan Xiaobiao comforted him.

"Boss, with your strength, it won't be long before you can become an intermediate disciple, and you will naturally have more merit points then."

Han Feng frowned secretly when he heard the words. He naturally knew that becoming an intermediate disciple could get more merit points.

But he wants to make "quick money" now, but he can't wait so long.

Just when Han Feng frowned and thought, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Who?"

Han Feng asked casually.

A calm male voice came from outside the door.

"I, Xie Jin."

In just three words, Qin Yan and Yuan Xiaobiao were shocked.

"Hiss...Xie Jin, why is he here?"

Both of them knew that Xie Jin was No. 1 among the junior disciples in Class [-], and also the boss of the group of old students.

Is it possible...he is looking for trouble?

The two of them suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and their expressions changed drastically.

But Han Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he had a faint feeling.

"It seems that there is a business coming!"

3 Chapter Ninety

Qin Yan and Yuan Xiaobiao stood up abruptly, staring at them vigilantly.

"You...what do you want to do?" Qin Yan asked nervously.

Xie Jin just smiled lightly.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to make trouble."

After all, he looked at Han Fengdao.

"Being able to defeat Luo Xiao with one punch, your strength is very good."

Han Feng also looked at Xie Jin at this moment, and said casually.

"I won the prize, what can I do for you?"

Xie Jin nodded and said.

"I want to have a fair game with you."

"Competition?" Han Feng was a little surprised.

"That's right, in the match between freshmen and old students, the old students send five people, and the freshmen send five people.

In the arena battle between the two sides, the side that loses all five players is considered a loser. "

Han Feng curled his lips and said.

"Why should I promise you?"

Xie Jin said calmly: "Because you defeated Luo Xiao, we old students are very embarrassed."

Han Feng said disapprovingly.

"Hehe... this is your own reason, it has nothing to do with me.

Also, you old students want to compete with freshmen, and you still call yourself "fair", which is too shameless. "

When the old students behind Xie Jin heard the words, their complexions changed and their eyes became sharp.

But Xie Jin said with a normal face.

"You haven't heard the bets on the game yet."

Han Feng said in surprise, "Oh... you should tell me."

"If we lose, I am willing to give you two hundred merit points."

When Han Feng heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, but he said calmly.

"Can merit points be traded privately?"

Xie Jin explained: "We can compete in the college's 'fighting arena', where there are public officials from the college to witness, and we can use merit points as bets."

Han Feng nodded and said, "Then what if we lose?"

Xie Jin hooked his mouth.

"If you lose, hand over those two Heavenly Chen Pills.

A Tianchen Pill can be exchanged for only [-] merit points. Is this fair to you? "

Hearing this, Qin Yan and Yuan Xiaobiao gave Han Feng winks again and again, signaling him not to agree to Xie Jin.

Although the bet thrown by the other party seems to be beneficial to the freshmen.

But both of them knew that there was a huge gap in strength between freshmen and veterans.

Especially Xie Jin, who is extremely powerful. In this bet, the freshman has no chance of winning at all.

The final result could only be that he was publicly defeated and humiliated in the arena, and he had to obediently hand over two Tianchen Pills.

Under the reminder of the two, Han Feng pondered for a moment, and finally responded.

"no!"

Qin Yan and Yuan Xiaobiao breathed a sigh of relief together, but fortunately Han Feng did not rush forward.

However, the two of them hadn't caught their breath yet, and they heard Han Feng say.

"Two hundred is not enough, at least three hundred merit points!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Qin Yan and Yuan Xiaobiao, but also Xie Jin and others were stunned.

But Han Feng continued to speak.

"In addition, I only have one Tianchen Pill. If I lose, I can only give you one pill."

"Han Feng, you... don't be impulsive!" Qin Yan quickly persuaded.

Yuan Xiaobiao also said nervously.