Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

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"A Thousand Years of Dreams..."

Xiao Xiao muttered a few words, and then asked, "Brother, have you lived for a thousand years?"

The lonely emotion in the sound of the flute and the long-standing and ancient atmosphere exuded cannot be expressed unless it is filled with emotions that go deep into the heart.

This has nothing to do with the strength of your mental power, but your own experience.

Xiao Xiao has played the flute for many years, so she naturally understands this.

This piece is called Big Dream for Thousand Years, One Dream for Thousand Years. Only those who have truly experienced thousands of years of history can pour out such emotions that flow into every part of the body like a stream, and it is so contagious.

However, today's strong men are very rare and can live for hundreds of years.

For thousands of years, that is almost impossible.

"Of course not," Wang Feng replied.

"Oh" Xiao Xiao nodded, this big brother probably wouldn't live this long.

I should have thought too much.

"I have lived for ten thousand years." Wang Feng said hoarsely, and the aura of vicissitudes of life immediately stunned Xiao Xiao.

Ten...ten thousand years?

Xiao Xiao looked at Wang Feng stupidly.

"Then, then...why not call it Da Meng Wannian?" Xiao Xiao asked.

The teachers behind were speechless for a while. This silly girl actually believed it?

"Because the Thousand Years of Dreams sounds better." Wang Feng replied.

"..." Xiao Xiao.

She stared blankly.

However, the next moment, Wang Feng smiled, "Do you really believe it?"

Then, Wang Feng knocked the long flute on Xiao Xiao's head and inserted it into the bun on her head.

"Ah?" Xiao Xiao looked at Wang Feng.

Big brother lied to me?

"Go down."

Wang Feng waved his hand and said, "I will teach you two more songs when I have time."

He originally learned two songs from the Sea Witch. Demonic Sound Requiem, Fu Haiping Sacred Song.

They are all songs with special effects. I don’t know what Poseidon Island is like now.

"Okay, okay!" Xiao Xiao suddenly laughed happily, and then walked off the stage.

Wang Feng shook his head.

These kids are too good.

The mind is simple and not complicated.

You can only judge people by their appearance.

If an ugly guy wants to teach you two songs, he'll probably just say "bad uncle, get lost".

As Xiao Xiao went down, several more students came forward.

However, they were all easily solved by Wang Feng.

There is no way, even without using mental power. Stand here and beat them.

It is difficult for these children to cause substantial harm to him.

His physical body's power was sealed, but the body's own toughness, that is, its defensive power, still existed.

If you want to cause harm to him, to be honest, even the Soul Emperor is impossible. Only those who have started at least the Soul Douluo level can cause harm to him.

Even if he can't defeat others, there really aren't many people in this world who can beat him.

There are few people who can kill his external incarnation.

Of course, Wang Feng did not rule out the possibility of some strong men, because the world span was too large and their combat effectiveness exceeded his own expectations.

But don't forget, some people have secret words. Nowadays, Wang Feng is considered to be a master of Zhe Zi Mi, and he may still be some distance away from the perfect state. But a person who is in the Dacheng realm can't be reasonable unless he is beaten to ashes.

It is possible to kill.

If the spirit core is released from fear again, even if the head is cut off, it is impossible to die.

Once the God King's seal is released and his power returns, even if he has no soul power, he can defeat a titled Douluo with one punch.

Of course, this is impossible, because the soul power is linked to the seven purple origins, and the purple origin patterns are related to the seal of the God King.

One after another, under Wang Feng's hand, basically they can't move beyond three blinks of an eye.

When interest comes, Wang Feng will also give pointers and give these children a few words.

With his rich training, he can see through any shortcomings of these students at a glance, such as the use of martial souls, the use of soul skills, practical combat skills, etc.

Just like Wang Dong before.

But the interest only comes occasionally, after all, not everyone is his niece.

He didn't bother to care too much.

Many students were also quite excited.

Because I had to, it was a pleasure to fight against this damn handsome guy, even if I got beaten.

And you can also get some guidance, so why not do it.

Several teachers on the side were also stunned for a while.

Even gradually, they forgot that this young man's soul power was only level 18.

"That's not how swords are used. If you want to use a sword, you must first learn the sword... Oh no, you must first learn the most basic moves of the sword. Your martial spirit is the Qingfeng Sword, the orthodox three-foot Qingfeng. You must practice it first. Just a few basic moves, cutting, cutting, stabbing...each move should be done three thousand times, and then consider your fancy soul skills."

"Brick Weapon Martial Spirit? This is a peerless martial soul. Boy, work hard to cultivate to level 70. When the time comes, the real weapon Martial Soul will be awakened. No one will be your opponent as the bricks go down. As the saying goes, Ban I have the bricks in my hand, and I, Ying, am not a rubbish martial spirit. I can fight, defend, and build a house... Boy, you have a bright future..."

"Huh? Boy? Where is your original martial spirit? Where is it? Show it quickly, don't waste my time... What? You're sorry, okay, come here and have a look with me... Hiss... your original martial spirit is a bit strong , it’s actually in this part. Wait, any martial spirit can be used, don’t be discouraged... practice your middle finger more, you know, even just one finger can sometimes become a murder weapon!"

……

Only half an hour.

Wang Feng saw all kinds of strange martial spirits.

There is even a rare body martial spirit.

But there are only one or two, and they are not Huo Yuhao's spirit-eye spirit martial souls.

The original martial soul has undergone the greatest mutation due to five energy tides in the past ten thousand years.

Because the concentration of earth energy increases and the human body involuntarily absorbs it, it will cause changes in itself and awaken the original martial spirit.

This is the origin of the original martial spirit.

However, in this era, the original martial soul is relatively rare.

Compared with ten thousand years ago, Wang Feng was amazed by the variety of martial arts spirits that could bloom like a hundred flowers.

At this time, there was an uproar below.

A girl suddenly walked up.

But this girl made Wang Feng slightly stunned.

Mainly because this girl is very good-looking, at least she is unique among these.

The girl looks to be only about fifteen years old, with a graceful figure, wavy golden hair, icy muscles and jade bones, her eyes are like a pool of autumn water, clear and moving, her beautiful eyes have an elegant orchid-like temperament, and her facial features Exquisite and picturesque, with soft black eyebrows, pure and beautiful.

"Wow, it's the most beautiful woman in the outer courtyard, Jiang Nannan. Didn't you expect that she would also go up?"

Seeing this girl coming on stage, many people below became excited.

The most beautiful woman in the outer courtyard?

Wang Feng looked at the girl in front of him in surprise. She was pretty.

But Wang Feng really couldn't recognize him. He knew Huo Yuhao from the second part of the original work.