After seeing Wang Feng leave.

"This kid..."

The master looked at Wang Feng's back and couldn't speak for a long time.

"What a stubborn child." The master whispered.

Inexplicably, the master looked at Wang Feng's back and felt infinite emotion in his heart.

Who wasn’t a stubborn child back then?

"Maybe, Brother Feng may not be what we thought, right? Teacher."

Tang San whispered, "Brother Feng has been very smart since he was a child. If he was not sure, he would not absorb the six thousand-year-old golden thunder leopard soul ring..."

The master pondered for a moment, but felt that he still couldn't understand it. Because this was almost completely contrary to the theory he introduced.

Although Tang San could not understand it, he knew that Brother Feng had his own secret, just as he also had his own secrets.

For some reason, it cannot be said.

"Maybe." The master shook his head, "But it should be clear after a long time. If he is really okay, then you Brother Feng is really a genius beyond your imagination! Anyway, you have been graduating for a long time..."

Tang San nodded.

"However, if this child is really fine, he went to the Soul Hall to identify but was not taken away by the Soul Hall. I'm afraid he was testing the Soul Hall specifically. I don't know how he did it... At a young age, he is very wise."

The master was very smart and seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Tang San remained silent. The two of them looked at Wang Feng and gradually disappeared into the darkness, with different feelings in their hearts.

The next day.

Wang Feng did not tell the story of his passing the appraisal of the Spirit Hall.

I went to a few classes in the morning to learn a lot of the vague knowledge and settings about Douluo Continent in my mind, and at noon, Wang Feng did not stay in the academy.

Instead, I went to the Soul Hunting Forest.

Of course, this time Wang Feng went to the Soul Hunting Forest, naturally, it was impossible for Wang Feng to get the soul ring.

It is for hunting soul beasts.

Not alone, either.

"I have meteor tears. Even if I don't meditate, I will absorb the energy of heaven and earth to become soul power, but the speed is too slow."

Wang Feng thought on the road.

After compressing and purifying the soul power, his cultivation speed was greatly reduced.

I have been meditating until this morning last night, and until now, level 16 has not reached. Compared to meditating in the Soul Hunting Forest for a few hours, it was too slow to compress and purify it to level 15.

Thinking that each level later would be slower, Wang Feng knew that simple meditation would be too slow.

If this continues, I am afraid that in six years, the goal will not be achieved.

And six years later, we will graduate. If we go to Shrek Academy, we have not reached level 30 and we will not even have the chance to obtain the Ten Thousand Years of Soul Ring.

The kindness of the master and Tang San last night made Wang Feng feel that Shrek Academy still needs to go to see it, and the check-in location given by the system is also there.

"However, if I use more soul power in my body through combat, will my cultivation speed be much faster?"

Wang Feng thought about it in his mind.

This is actually possible.

Fighting can temper people, and by consuming soul power, it can naturally increase the speed of cultivation.

That's why I wanted to go to the Soul Hunting Forest.

"You can make money. You can also improve your combat experience by fighting soul beasts! You can kill three birds with one stone! You have plenty of time in the afternoon and evening! You won't waste your soul rings. The most important thing is... you can also show off..."

Wang Feng thought that after lunch, he bought a robe and a mask and went straight to the Soul Hunting Forest.

Even if it's afternoon now.

At this time, the surrounding area of ​​the Soul Hunting Forest was still endless, with people coming and going.

This soul hunting forest covers many cities in the Fasno province, not only Notting City.

So there are a lot of people.

All kinds of shouts continued.

"Three missing one, come to the financial advisor. Our team has a level 26 battle soul master and a level 25 auxiliary soul master. It can be hunted for about five hundred years! The price is easy to negotiate!"

"Hunt the soul beasts that have been around for about four hundred years, and a level 25 soul master from the control system will be rewarded with fifty silver soul coins!"

“…”

When Wang Feng listened to these voices, he could think of the days when netizens formed a team to set up a dungeon in his previous life.

Because these soul masters are not nobles and do not have family help, they can only hunt on their own, but they are very dangerous and can only seek help from others.

All are normal things.

After scanning the circle, Wang Feng's gaze narrowed and suddenly looked at the three people in the distance.

Two men in black clothes and a woman in tight combat uniforms were standing there lightly.

The three of them did not shout, but just stood quietly and set up a sign.

The sign says:

"Hunt the eight hundred years of soul beast, wait for a recovery soul master at about level 25. Reward, a golden soul coin!"

Seeing this, Wang Feng's heart moved.

The recovery soul master is just right for you.

These three people have a very different temperament from ordinary soul masters.

"I am a soul master in the recovery system. Do you need it?"

Wang Feng walked over, coughed a few times, and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

He was wearing a black robe and a mask at this time, and even those who knew him might not recognize him. He should hide what he should be.

"you?"

When the three of them heard someone talking, their eyes fell on Wang Feng.

"How old are you?" asked, frowning, one of the two men, a relatively strong man with a beard.

This little devil looks like 1.5 meters tall, probably only eleven or twelve years old?

Come and enjoy them?

"Ahem...I'm about twelve. But my martial soul has the ability to recover." Wang Feng said.

"You? You are twelve years old? Do you have level 25? Kid, do you think we are stupid?" Another young man holding a dagger and cutting his nails said with a smile, "It's good if you can have level 14 or 5 at your age. Even if you have the ability to recover, it will have very low effect on us."

"Hurry up, go to another place to play, don't bother brothers and sisters." The beard waved at Wang Feng.

"Hey, wait, I'm really only level 15, but I have a lot of milk... Oh no, I have a strong recovery ability!"

Wang Feng coughed a few times again, "Really, maybe I can try it."

"Try it... kid, don't joke with us... we three don't have the intention to protect you a twelve-year-old child in the Soul Hunting Forest. If you want to make money, you go to the door of the Soul Hunting Forest and look at the soul masters who have just come out and restore their soul power. You should be able to make a lot of money."

The bearded man said with a smile.

"Uncle, let's give it a try? Anyway, I won't suffer any loss."

Wang Feng said with a smile.

This method is really wonderful. There are indeed many recovery soul masters who can make money like this.

Because not every soul master brings a recovery soul master when entering the Soul Hunting Forest, after all, there are still very few recovery soul masters.

So when they came out, most of them had no soul power. They were guarding at the door and specifically restoring their soul power was also a way to make money.

However, Wang Feng even wants to go to the Soul Hunting Forest to see more soul beasts and accumulate combat experience.

What else did the bearded man and the young man want to say, but the woman suddenly said lightly:

"Let him try it. It's hard to find a soul master in recovery, so you don't need to be too powerful."

The woman has a very good figure, with a curvy and a capable ponytail, fair skin and a beautiful face. Unfortunately, there is a knife mark of four or five centimeters on her face, which destroys the beauty.

"Okay, boss, listen to you." The young man grinned.

Then the young man looked at the pedestrians around him.

"That boy, you can recover for me." said the bearded man with a smile, "It just so happens that I have more than half of my soul power... The requirements are not high. Just be able to recover one-quarter of my other half."

After he finished speaking, the other two looked at Wang Feng.

You know, this beard is not simple, it is a level 29 great soul master!

“A quarter?”

Wang Feng hesitated a little.

"What? Is this too much?" said the bearded man frowned. "If I can't even recover one-eighth of my soul power at one time, this will be a bit unsatisfactory."

Wang Feng's palm turned slightly, but the soul ring did not light up, but only a small golden lotus lit up, urging his soul power.

Because there is no need to restore soul power, the soul ring does not need to be lit. Wang Feng will basically not lit the soul ring unless it is critical in the future.

Suddenly, golden threads poured into the bearded man.

Instantly!

The bearded man was trembling all over, and his whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and suddenly trembled.

Seeing this, the other two became nervous.

At this time, Wang Feng smiled and said:

"Sorry, I think it's a little bit too little, just recover for you."
Chapter completed!