Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

The next morning, when the sun was still slowly rising on the distant horizon, Wang Feng was lying on the bed and sleeping in. She Long approached the house and picked him up.

Wang Feng rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and said, "Master... it's still early... the sun hasn't come out yet?"

"Ha~~"

"Stop sleeping, come sit next to me, I'm about to make a breakthrough."

She Long's soul power surged throughout his body, and he saw that this was a sign of breakthrough.

"Breakthrough?" Wang Feng finally came to his senses, "Master!"

Wang Feng did not dare to neglect such an important matter. He quickly stood up and sat cross-legged next to She Long without even bothering to put on his shirt.

In fact, when She Long breaks through, Wang Feng can't help him much. Staying here can always help She Long have a calm mood when he breaks through, and will not go crazy.

"Master, come on, I believe you can do it." Wang Feng cheered him on.

She Long sat cross-legged on the spot, gathering all his soul power into one body.

After an unknown amount of time, when Wang Feng seemed to be about to fall asleep again, the ground shook violently, and a shock wave erupted around She Long's body.

She Long's soul power was rising in a trend visible to the naked eye.

Wang Feng summoned his martial spirit to resist. Fortunately, the shock wave was perfectly controlled by She Long himself.

He slowly opened his eyes. Under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows, his eyebrows seemed to be more energetic than before level 92.

Wang Feng said happily: "Master, congratulations on breaking through the level 93 mark."

After ninety, every level of breakthrough is a qualitative leap.

"Level 93...I have been stuck at level 92 for five years, and finally..." She Long shouted excitedly: "Finally a breakthrough!"

This voice caused the birds and beasts in the surrounding dense forest to gather and disperse.

"By the way, don't you have to go to Wuhun Academy to report today?"

When she thought of this, She Long felt a little reluctant to give up, but he quickly eliminated it. At worst, he could go to Wuhun Academy for a walk and see Wang Feng by the way.

"Yeah, I almost forgot about this," Wang Feng patted his head.

Today he was supposed to report to Wuhun Academy. How could he forget about this?

The two masters and disciples headed towards Wuhun City at the foot of the mountain.

Wuhun Academy, as an existence known to everyone in Wuhun City, has long been the dream place of every child in every family.

But only geniuses and elites are accepted there.

People with mediocre qualifications will not even be able to enter the gate of Wuhun Academy in their lifetime.

When the two arrived at the gate of the college, three college teachers had been waiting here for a long time.

The towering gate of the college is magnificent, and just standing under the gate gives you a unique style.

Those three people were all Contra-level masters, and they all bowed to She Long after meeting him.

"I've met Elder She."

"No etiquette," She Long said casually as he didn't like that kind of etiquette.

A teacher saw Wang Feng beside She Long and said with a smile: "This must be the elder's beloved disciple, Wang Feng, right?"

"That's right." Wang Feng's eyes met the three teachers, and their eyes lit up.

"When I saw him today, he was really young and extraordinary."

"Elder She still teaches well, and he is worthy of being a titled Douluo."

"That's right!" The three of them were very good at flattering each other, and She Long felt very comfortable listening to them.

"Let's go...go see the so-called golden generation." She Long strode towards the campus, Wang Feng naturally followed behind him.

The three teachers made a way and said respectfully: "Elders and disciples, please come inside."

After everyone passed through a garden and then through the main teaching building, some outlines of a majestic building were vaguely revealed.

Wang Feng felt that although the scale here was large, it was not as good as the old home he and his master had in the back mountains.

Further inside is the training ground for the golden generation of Wuhun Palace.

Three children who were about the same age as Wang Feng were crowded in the field, playing against each other to improve their strength.

Opposite them, there was also a Contra-level strongman sitting.

"Teacher Yuan Xin, it turns out you are in class, don't interrupt me?"

The three teachers walked over and didn't know what they said to the teacher. The teacher paid great attention to them and came to salute Wang Feng and the other two.

"Is this Elder She Long's beloved disciple?"

"Those three children are the golden generation, level 39, level 38 and one level [-]!"

She Long was slightly surprised after seeing the red-haired boy.

Judging from the fact that he should be about the same age as his apprentice, he can actually break through level [-]. He is really the golden generation of martial arts.

"good."

She Long turned his head and asked, "Are you sure you can defeat them?"

Wang Feng estimated in his mind that as long as he could guard against Hu Liena's charm, he should be fine, so he nodded, "The odds of winning are eighty-nine points."

At this time, the three people came over, and their whispers reached Wang Feng's ears.

"Xiao Na, you said that young man is a Titled Douluo?"

"Yes, he is the Titled Douluo of the Elder Hall, Titled Snake Spear."

Hu Liena once met She Long with Bibi Dong.

"How can you be so young?"

"It doesn't look like a Titled Douluo."

"Idiot, Titled Douluo are always young, where has all the knowledge you learned gone?"

"Oh my God! A disciple of the Titled Douluo is coming to our class?"

.........

Several people walked up to She Long and saluted.

"Hello, Elder She."

"Okay, it seems that you are not very old, so you don't need to be so polite," She Long grabbed Wang Feng's shoulders and hugged him: "Let's do this, my apprentice just broke through level [-] two days ago, you go with him Let’s have some fun.”

"Level [-], has he also broken through level [-]?"

Several people were in disbelief, but when they thought that the other party was a disciple of a titled Douluo, they felt relieved.

With a titled Douluo guiding you all day long, how can your strength not develop quickly?

She Long asked a few more teachers, and after seeing that they all had no questions, the four of them came to the training ground.

Wang Feng also wanted to learn the strength of these three people who were similar to himself.

How strong is the golden generation of Wuhun Palace?

Arriving on the field, Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena each showed their soul rings.

"Hu Liena, level 38 control soul master, martial soul: demon fox."

"Yan, level [-] attack soul sect, martial soul: Fire Lord."

"Xie Yue, level 39 power attack soul master, martial soul: Moon Blade."

A total of ten soul rings appeared behind the three people.

Wang Feng took two steps forward, and a dark soul ring slowly appeared behind him.

The four yellow, purple, and black soul rings are particularly conspicuous.

"Wang Feng, Level 42 Attack Soul Sect, Martial Soul: Transformation Realm!"

Although everyone had been prepared for it, when Wang Feng said it himself, everyone was still surprised.

Especially when Wang Feng's fourth soul ring appeared.

A soul sect, a ten-thousand-year soul ring!

The four teachers came to the field, and each of them summoned a martial spirit. She Long summoned a huge stone from the ground, and lay on his side watching the show.

He added fuel to the fire: "Don't let me down. If you don't knock them down, I will knock you down."

Wang Feng's head was covered with black lines, he frowned, and a spear formed in his left hand.

The black gun body was covered with streaks of soaring dragons and auspicious clouds, and the golden gun tip seemed to have some kind of energy, which made Xie Yue, who was also a weapon soul, feel palpitated.

With cold sweat on his face, he said to Hu Liena and Yan beside him: "Be careful about his martial spirit. I can feel that the grade of that spear is far higher than mine. It is probably a top-level weapon martial spirit!"

The three were like enemies.

"Up!"

Wang Feng flashed away like a miniature, and the next moment he appeared next to Hu Liena, with the magic object in his hand aimed at Hu Liena's heart.

The golden energy at the tip of the gun instantly turned into a burst of black-purple energy.

"The second soul skill, the light of evil killing!"