Check in Wang Feng from Douluo

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At this time, Xiao Wu hurriedly walked over and helped Tang San.

Looking at Tang San, whose face was pale at this moment, Xiao Wu was worried and gave Hercules a fierce look.

"Good boy!" Hercules came back to his senses and looked at Tang San with surprise in his eyes.

No wonder his son and grandson are no match for this boy. Is this a soul master in his thirties?

"Your eyes were glowing with gold just now. What was that?"

Tai Tan stared at Tang San, seeing that the other person couldn't even speak, and didn't ask any more questions, "There's still one third left, do you still want to persist?"

Tang San was silent. If he persisted, the Clear Sky Hammer would be exposed, and his body wouldn't be able to bear it.

At this time, Wang Feng said with a smile:

"Mistress, you take a rest first, I'll do it."

Tang San was slightly stunned, and then he remembered that Titan's condition was that as long as anyone could survive a stick of incense, it would be considered a success.

Seeing this, Tang San didn't think much and nodded. Just now there was another breakthrough in the Eight Extraordinary Meridians. At this time, he could just recover and watch at the same time.

"Little madman, be careful, this guy's soul power is not easy to suppress."

Zhao Wuji mentioned something.

Ever since Dugu Bo came to the academy, he has been calling Wang Feng "Little Madman", and several teachers have also learned this name. Now that Dugu Bo has left temporarily, the names of these teachers have not changed...

Wang Feng waved his hand and stepped forward.

"I heard from my grandson that you are an auxiliary soul master, but you defeated two battle soul masters who are over forty levels?"

When Tai Tan saw Tang San get up, he was relieved. If someone died, he wouldn't be responsible. Seeing Wang Feng coming out at this time, he frowned slightly and said, "In this case, it means that you are also very strong. I will not protect you just because you are an auxiliary soul master!"

"Also, don't think about Tang San just now, using that kind of attack with glaring eyes. I'm already prepared."

Hercules snorted coldly.

"Then you're welcome, just come."

Wang Feng also said unceremoniously, "Otherwise, senior, you can just use martial arts and soul power, I don't care..."

Hearing this, Hercules was stunned.

The other people were also stunned.

I don’t know the scene.

"Is this young man Wang Feng?"

Outside the entrance of the academy, Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo, and Ning Rongrong watched this scene.

Just now, when Tang San was at the end, they came.

"Yeah, yeah!" Ning Rongrong nodded, his eyes falling on Wang Feng, his eyes sparkling.

Only Dad and Grandpa Bone came, while Grandpa Jian was in charge of the sect.

"Interesting, let's go in first and see how strong this young man is."

Ning Fengzhi looked at Wang Feng, with some admiration in his eyes, "He is a handsome young man who can be compared with me when I was young."

Wang Feng is much prettier than dad when you were young. "

Ning Rongrong snorted and retorted.

Bone Douluo on the side laughed a few times and said: "Rongrong, your father was indeed very handsome when he was young. Look at how beautiful you are now. You should be fascinated by these little guys, right?"

Ning Fengzhi was not angry at being brought down by his daughter, but he secretly thought that Rongrong seemed to like this boy named Wang Feng.

On the contrary, as far as Rongrong is concerned, this boy is probably the first one who dares to bully her.

The influence is profound, and after getting along slowly, a good impression gradually develops. In addition, the other party is powerful and talented, so it is normal to like him.

Ning Fengzhi is someone who has been there, so she can naturally understand how Ning Rongrong likes someone.

"Grandpa Bone, you have to take action later! Otherwise, that Hercules will hurt Wang Feng. If you want him to cultivate herbs for dad, there is no possibility at all."

Ning Rongrong said worriedly.

"Oh? Is it possible that we can't make a deal with him?" Ning Fengzhi smiled, "The magic medicine is indeed precious and has a price but no market, but our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has plenty of money."

"Hehe, Dad, you are wrong." Ning Rongrong's eyes narrowed, "Wang Feng doesn't want to do this. No matter how high the price you offer, it's useless if he doesn't want to. You If you use Grandpa Bone to coerce him, he will not agree."

After spending more than a year together, Ning Rongrong obviously already knew Wang Feng somewhat.

"Hahaha, who said that?"

However, Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "Our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect can have the most precious and peerless treasure. As long as I give this treasure to him, he will definitely agree."

"What kind of treasure is it?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously, "Why didn't I know there was such a treasure in the sect?"

Bone Douluo on the side couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Rongrong, Qibao Glazed Sect, apart from you, in our hearts, what other treasure is more precious than you?"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong brushed her face and turned red.

"Dad, Grandpa Bone, what are you talking about? You're so annoying!" Ning Rongrong ran over, and small fists rained down on the two of them.

But it made the two of them laugh even louder.

And this time.

Inside the college.

But the pressure on Hercules began.

To be honest, this kid's words made him a little angry, but in the end he saved his son.

He didn't mess around, just like before, he directly released about 60% of the pressure!

The air seemed to have solidified, and layers of invisible pressure, like the pressure of deep sea water, squeezed into Wang Feng's body from all directions.

however.

Wang Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even frown.

It has to be said that because this Hercules Titan takes the path of pure strength, the pressure is very terrifying, and it is even more powerful than the Dream God Machine that day!

But, unfortunately, Wang Feng is not the original Wang Feng of Tiandou Academy.

"Not enough, senior."

Wang Feng shook his head and said, "If you do this, let alone one stick of incense, or ten sticks of incense, I'll be fine."

This is really not Wang Feng pretending to be competitive, he is telling the truth.

His soul power is useless.

But when they heard this, everyone was shocked.

"Is this little lunatic's strength improvement so exaggerated?"

Zhao Wuji touched his head and said, "If I can really last this long, unless I use my martial spirit, this kid won't even be able to use his martial spirit."

Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had slowly recovered, also looked at each other and watched quietly.

"In that case, don't blame me." Tai Tan's face darkened, and the pressure hit Wang Feng like a torrent of roaring sea water.

This time, he used about 70% of his strength.

Just now, against Tang San, he only used 60%. The pressure brought by this 10% was not just a simple addition or subtraction.

far away.

"Why is this Hercules Titan just arguing with a junior!" Seeing this, Bone Douluo immediately shouted in a low voice, "He used about 70% of the pressure. With the way he was walking, this kind of pressure is more than fifty levels. Even the Soul Emperor cannot bear a stick of incense."

Ning Rongrong's eyes looked a little more worried.

The pressure of this Contra increases exponentially.

Ning Fengzhi also frowned slightly. He thought about it and was about to stop him.

At this time, I heard Wang Feng say with a smile:

"Senior, it's still not enough. If you work harder, Naxiang has already gone a third of the way."

Suddenly, there was silence.

Hercules' thick eyebrows stood up and he frowned into an upside-down figure. He looked at Wang Feng expressionlessly, and the pressure increased by another ten percent!