Douluo Zhime's attack can explode attributes

After the joints of Tylenol's two arms were removed, his body lost balance and fell to the ground with a plop.

"You created this hole. You should discuss it with the college yourself."

Chen Feng said lightly, and inadvertently fused the attribute light balls on the ground, and then looked at Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing and others: "Let's go in."

Tai Lung came over and helped Tylenol up. The injuries on Tylenol were not serious. As long as the joints were reset and he didn't use too much force for a few days, he would be fine.

Xiao Wu smiled proudly and said: "Tailong, now you know how powerful we are. Even if you call your grandpa over, you are still no match for Brother Feng."

Chen Feng, Tang San and others walked into the academy. Chen Feng suddenly asked: "Huo Miao, is your martial spirit a cat?"

Huo Miao was still a little scared and didn't dare to speak. Xiao Wu walked over and held her hand, smiling and saying: "Don't be afraid, we won't do anything to you."

Huo Miao whispered: "My martial spirit is a cat, but it has mutated."

Chen Feng said: "Can you release it for us to see?"

Huo Miao nodded slightly, releasing a faint black light from her body, and then a black 'kitten' appeared behind her.

"Is this a cat?" Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment.

The black 'kitten' is really too small, no bigger than an adult's hand, and it doesn't look like a cat. It's thin and thin, but more like a mouse.

"Meow--"

The black 'kitten' meowed, and everyone was sure it was a cat.

"There should be some bad mutation." Tang San said.

"It's not necessarily a bad mutation. Sometimes a martial spirit mutates in a good direction, but it also has insufficient energy." Chen Feng said. According to his judgment, Huo Miao's situation is more likely to be the latter.

"Brother Feng, is there any way I can help her?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, maybe because Wuhun is a cat, she has a natural affection for Huo Miao.

"What is your innate soul power level?" Chen Feng asked.

"Half level." Huo Miao said embarrassedly.

"What level is your soul power now?" Chen Feng continued to ask.

"Level nine. When I was nine years old, my soul power was already at level nine. Now, almost ten years have passed, and I still can't break through level ten." Huo Miao said with some sadness. If she could become a soul master, her fate might not be like this. tragic.

"If your martial spirit really mutates in a good direction, as long as you break through the tenth level bottleneck, your future cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds." Chen Feng said.

Just like a master, after breaking through the bottleneck of level [-], your future cultivation speed will be much faster.

Compared with the master, Huo Miao has another advantage, that is, she is still young.

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Huo Miao's mood did not improve. If there was a way to break through to level ten, she would not be trapped in this state for ten years.

"Xiao San, do you have a way to help her break through the tenth level bottleneck?" Chen Feng asked.

Tang San thought carefully for a moment, and finally took out a black medicinal herb from the Ruyi Treasure Bag and said, "This herb is called Youyue Demon Spirit Grass. Although it is not an immortal product, it is very consistent with her attributes. It should be able to help her break through the tenth level bottleneck."

"This will be easier to handle." Chen Feng nodded and took the Youyue Demonic Grass.

"Can it really help me break through level ten?" Huo Miao said excitedly.

"Whether it's successful or not, we'll know after we try it out later." Chen Feng said with a smile, and then handed the Youyue Demonic Grass to Zhu Zhuqing: "First take her to your dormitory to clean it, change clothes, and then use this herb Give it to her."

"En." Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.

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Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

Ning Rongrong was sitting on the sofa in the hall, shaking her slender legs constantly, her little mouth pouting so much that it could hang on the soy sauce bottle, looking very unhappy.

She has been back for a long time, but her father Ning Fengzhi is still missing.

Opposite Ning Rongrong, an old man with a withered face was slowly sipping tea. The old man had a very strange figure, with an astonishingly large frame, but very little meat on his body.

This haggard old man was none other than Bone Douluo Gu Rong, another titled Douluo of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

"My little princess, don't be angry. Your father will probably be back soon." Gu Rong put down the teacup and said to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong jumped down from the sofa, ran to Gu Rong's lap and sat down, raised her hand to grab the white hair on Gu Rong's head, and said coquettishly: "I don't care, I've been out for so long and finally came back, dad." But he's not here, is he avoiding me on purpose? Grandpa Bones, you have to make the decision for me."

Gu Rong couldn't laugh or cry and said: "My little princess, please stop tossing these withered grass on your Grandpa Bones' head, otherwise I will become bald and be teased by that bitch of your Grandpa Jian. You let me I make the decision for you, what should I do? Is there anyone in the sect who dares to offend you?"

Ning Rongrong said: "I don't care. Anyway, when dad comes back, I must ask him to give me something good. Grandpa Bones, you have to speak for me when the time comes."

Gu Rong nodded helplessly for the few remaining hairs on his head.

Ning Rongrong said happily: "I knew Grandpa Bones was the best."

At this moment, an elegant voice came in from outside: "I heard that our little witch is back. Where is she? Come out and let dad see her."

When Ning Rongrong heard the voice, she was excited to greet him at first, but then realized that she was still angry, so she quickly turned around with a straight face.

Ning Fengzhi strode into the hall and said, "Girl, why are you turning your back to dad? You have been out for almost a year. Dad misses you so much."

Ning Rongrong turned around and said angrily: "Miss me? You wish I wasn't at home."

Ning Fengzhi reached out to hug her daughter, but Ning Rongrong turned around, dodged, and threw herself into Chen Xin's arms: "Grandpa Jian, I miss you so much."

Chen Xin said dotingly: "My little princess, grandpa misses you too."

Ning Rongrong raised her head: "Really?"

Chen Xin said seriously: "Of course it's true, if you don't believe me, you can ask your Grandpa Bones."

Ning Rongrong rolled his eyes and said with a sly smile, "But Grandpa Bones told me just now that he misses me a little more than you do."

"He farts because I miss you more." Chen Xin said angrily.

"You're the one farting." Gu Rong stood up suddenly and stared at the other person without fear.

"Aren't you convinced? Find a place to fight." Chen Xin puffed up his chest and said.

"Just go, I'm afraid you won't make it." Gu Rong said.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, you have been fighting for your whole life. Rongrong just came back today, so forget it." Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.

"Hmph!" Chen Xin and Gu Rong snorted at the same time.

Ning Rongrong smiled and said: "Two grandpas, I have a way to prove which of you misses me more. You both give me a gift. Whichever gift I like better means who misses me more."

"Uh-" Chen Xin and Gu Rong looked at each other and thought at the same time, why was this move happening again.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "Okay, Rongrong, stop making trouble. Who said dad doesn't miss you? Dad has prepared a gift for you."

"What gift?" Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly lit up.