Chapter 17: Titled Douluo was also born!

　　Wang Feng just used it with an experimental mentality.
　　 fixedly looking at Su Yuntao and watching the changes of Brother Tao, Wang Feng once again gave Jin Lian in the first form a high score.
　　 About a few minutes passed.
　　 Su Yuntao stood up slowly, coughing a few times, trying to relieve his embarrassing state just now.
　　 A little smile appeared on his face:
　　 "Hahaha, I didn't expect that I could break through and increase my spirit power at this time. I didn't fight this battle in vain, kid, just treat it as a tie."
　　 Su Yuntao also only thought that because of this full battle, his spirit power had temporarily increased.
　　 did not suspect that it was Wang Feng's ghost.
　　 also totally unexpected!
　　 After saying the word tie.
　　 Su Yuntao was rather embarrassed.
　　 A great spirit master himself, using martial spirit possession, and even using spirit skills, barely suppressed and defeated this little ghost.
　　 Otherwise, I would definitely be beaten on the ground by this kid just now...
　　 It's shameful to think about it.
　　’As expected, it is inherently full of soul power. Even if the martial soul is useless, the soul power is real! This kid must have been training hard these days. ’
　　 Su Yuntao thought in his heart, ‘After all, I’ll feel very strenuous if I bring those two hundred jin of iron tools. I still have to praise him...’
　　 Thinking like this, Su Yuntao walked over, patted Wang Feng on the shoulder, and said with a smile on his stern face:
　　 "Little devil, when you are six years old, you can get a tie with one of my great soul masters. You are proud enough, even if your martial arts are useless, but if you go on like this, you might really become a strong man by then!"
　　 "..." Wang Feng.
　　 Looking at Brother Tao’s confident smile, Wang Feng felt that his goal had been achieved, pretending to be very surprised and said:
　　 "Really? Master Su, I thought you saw me lose just now, click to the end, don't want to hurt me..."
　　 In a battle with Su Yuntao, Wang Feng's goal was not to defeat him.
　　 is just to test my own strength, what level it is, and develop the ability to use Jinlian.
　　 I also want to know that Jinlian's abilities can achieve specific effects in the soul master battle.
　　 After all, that little bird was just an ordinary little animal.
　　Soul master, but human.
　　 "Ahem, work hard!"
　　 Su Yuntao's face was even more embarrassed, "I'm going back first. By the way, the follow-up story of Soul Breaking the Sky, next time you meet, you must give it to me!"
　　 "No problem." Wang Feng said with a smile.
　　 Su Yuntao finished speaking, and left in a hurry.
　　 In this battle, he felt that his soul power had increased by one level, and the chest injury seemed to have recovered.
　　 is that the improvement is a little weird, but more of a surprise!
Wang Feng laughed secretly: "Brother Tao has been completely used by me...Well, my physical fitness should be almost the same as that of Brother Tao who is possessed by Wuhun. It is equivalent to a great soul master. If I use it A tenth-level spirit power should not be afraid of a great spirit master, even if you can't win, you can't lose."
　　 "On the contrary, the role of the golden lotus in the first form is far beyond my imagination."
　　 Wang Feng sighed in his heart.
　　 can heal and recover, but also increase the spirit power level!
　　 There is also a strange ability...
　　 can be used forward and reverse!
　　 Just like just now, if Su Yuntao makes a move by himself, he will definitely lose!
　　 can be said to be terribly strong!
　　 This is just pure Jinlian's own ability!
　　 "In just four months, for my former salted fish, I have already walked the road of Brother Tao for more than 20 years. It's okay."
Wang Feng picked up the iron protective gear on the ground, "Next, you should leave the Holy Soul Village and go to the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City. After all, you have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to pretend step by step... "
　　 "The steps are too big, easy to pull the eggs."
　　 While thinking, Wang Feng returned to Shenghun Village.
　　 Two days later.
　　 Wang Feng and Tang San came to the middle of the village, carrying a small baggage.
　　 Today is the day to go to Notting City.
Behind 　　, stood many villagers from Shenghun Village.
　　 "Little Feng, I went to Notting City, but don't forget us? My little Tweety is still waiting for you."
　　 An aunt waved to Wang Feng.
　　 "..." Wang Feng was speechless, looking at the aunt's infant child.
　　 "Xiao Feng, I went to Notting City, remember to go home often, our village is your home!"
　　 An uncle came over, took a bar of fruit, and handed it to Wang Feng and Tang San.
　　 "Okay, Uncle Li." Wang Feng waved his hand, "This is not a long journey. Notting City is a half-day journey. Don't make it as if I am going to a far place."
　　 In the past two years, the village has developed vigorously, and Wang Feng has contributed a lot.
　　 Although it was just an idea, most of the villagers were very grateful to Wang Feng.
　　 usually very enthusiastically invite Wang Feng to eat from house to house.
　　 Three months ago, just after Wu Hun awakened, Ben even held a small banquet for Wang Feng and Tang San.
　　 But Wang Feng found it bothersome and directly refused.
　　 "You child, all day long! Your child went on a long trip to Notting City. If you have any relatives or friends, you and Tang San must take care of each other, but don't let people look down on our Holy Soul Village."
　　 A woman came up and scolded a few times.
　　 "I see, Aunt Mei." Wang Feng laughed a few times.
　　 "Brother Feng, who has become a soul master, come back to see us!"
　　 To be honest, in the past few years, the people in the village have had a good relationship with him.
　　 is usually too lazy. Although there are many invitations, Wang Feng rarely visits the door. Most of them are all alone.
　　 Tang San was aside, looking at Brother Feng quite a bit enviously.
　　 Brother Feng is amazing. If it's him, it won't work.
　　Most of these aunts, uncles, and aunts come to see off Brother Feng, well, they also come with themselves.
　　 Not long after, old Jack hurried over.
　　 "Xiao Feng, Xiao San, let's go."
　　 Old Jack said with a serious face.
　　 Tang San nodded.
"and many more."
　　 Wang Feng suddenly shouted.
　　 "Xiao Feng, do you still have business?" Old Jack asked.
　　 "Hey."
　　 Wang Feng laughed twice, and suddenly walked to the stone pillar with the handprint of the soul saint erected in the center. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cOM
　　 Everyone is a little confused, don't know what this kid wants to do.
　　 I saw Wang Feng, jumped up high, adjusted to the top of the stone pillar, and printed it directly with a small slap!
boom!
　　 I saw only one handprint, clearly visible on the stone pillar.
　　 Wang Feng landed steadily on the ground, and said seriously:
　　 "Well, in the future, our Holy Soul Village will not only be born with the Soul Saint."
　　 "A Title Douluo was born!"
　　 After speaking, Wang Feng walked up to Tang San and said:
　　 "Little San, you should press one too and be a mark. Maybe when we become a titled Douluo that day, this is a holy place for 10,000 people to worship."
　　 "The fee is naturally higher!"
　　 "..." Tang San was full of black lines.
　　 "Brother Feng, you have a hard-skinned face. You are not even a soul master! You are still a titled Douluo, do you know what a titled Douluo is?"
　　 a little boy said with a grin.
　　Wang Feng can glared at the little kid and said:
　　 "You know what a fart."
"……"little boy.
　　 Old Jack also blushed with embarrassment, gave Wang Feng a glance, and took Wang Feng directly out of the village gate.
　　 Under the soft sunlight, the backs of the three of them were stretched.
　　 Everyone took a look, the little handprints on their faces seemed to be funny.
　　 In the blacksmith's shop in the distance, Tang Hao also looked at the small handprint and smiled in a low voice:
　　 "This Maple boy is so ambitious, Title Douluo..."
　　 "But even if you become a Titled Douluo, what can you do? In the end, you can't protect even your beloved one..."
　　 The long vicissitudes of life sigh softly sounded, but it did not reach the three people who went away...