The Sword of Douluo sings in the sky

In Soto City, people were coming and going on the street. Chen Feng looked around and walked into a restaurant.

"Guest officer, what do you want?"

"Let's have some signature dishes and some old wine."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he found a seat and sat down.

Today was Shrek's enrollment time again, and Chen Feng came out as usual.

Flanders also knew what Chen Feng meant. Although he was angry, there was nothing he could do about it. As a dean, he couldn't force a student!

After eating and drinking, Chen Feng took a long walk around Soto City. When the afternoon approached, the enrollment was almost over, and then I slowly walked towards the direction of Shrek Academy...

"This is the specific situation." Dai Mubai said to the people in front of him.

"Brother Dai, who is the last student?" asked a black-haired boy.

"He..." Dai Mubai pondered for a moment, and then said slowly, "He is the most outstanding genius since Shrek founded the school. Oh no, it is more appropriate to call him a monster."

"He had already reached level 30 or above when he entered the academy. Now..."

"Hey, I said Cao Cao is here, isn't he here now!" Dai Mubai suddenly waved to the distance and said: Brother Feng. "

"This year is not bad, we actually recruited four." After Chen Feng walked in, he looked at a few people and nodded, "The talents are also good. Welcome to join Shrek Academy."

"Excuse me, senior, what's your level?" Tang San asked tentatively.

"Fifty level two, you're pretty lucky." Chen Feng said with a polite smile.

hiss!

The sound of gasping for air kept coming, and now they truly understood why Chen Feng could be called the most perverted student.

The soul king who is less than twenty years old is probably unique in the long history!

"Are you here too?" Suddenly, Chen Feng said to someone in the crowd.

"What's the matter, Brother Feng? We haven't seen you for such a long time. Do you miss me?" The girl said with a smile to Chen Feng.

"Uncle Ning didn't care about you?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Tsk, I sneaked out." Ning Rongrong said with a look of dissatisfaction.

Chen Feng pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Now that you are here, let's work hard."

Immediately, after getting to know each other, Chen Feng turned to Dai Mubai and said, "Mubai, take them to where they live."

"Okay, Brother Feng." Dai Mubai nodded and led a few people towards the dormitory.

On the way to the dormitory, Ning Rongrong fell into deep thought. She was sure that the Chen Feng she met today was very different from the previous Chen Feng.

Could it be...

Ning Rongrong thought of a possibility. She had accidentally heard Ning Fengzhi and others discussing Chen Feng's situation before, and also heard about the Killing Sword Intent.

Then she checked the information and learned about the killing sword intent.

But now it seems that Chen Feng's situation should be caused by the killing sword intent.

But she couldn't figure out how to treat it.

……

At night, for some reason, Chen Feng seemed to have some insomnia because of Ning Rongrong's affairs.

Suddenly, Chen Feng looked directly out the window, as if there was something scary outside.

"The momentum is so strong that even the dean and Teacher Zhao are dispatched at the same time. Who is it?"

With such a strong aura, he must be a strong man at the level of Titled Douluo. When Chen Feng was in the Qibao Glazed Sect, he had been undergoing oppressive training from strong men of different levels, so he could quickly fight against strong men of different levels. and perceive it accurately.

However, this person was not Sword Bone Douluo, because the auras of the two of them were too familiar.

Walking to the window, Chen Feng looked out the window with burning eyes.

Immediately, sword energy emerged from Chen Feng's body and he galloped directly towards the source of the aura.

……

"Little guy, come out, my target is not you today."

As soon as Chen Feng arrived, he heard a majestic voice coming over.

Chen Feng's heart suddenly trembled, he hurried over and clasped his fists, smiling politely: "Young man, I feel something is wrong, so I bothered you so rashly, I hope you won't blame me, senior!"

"Xiao Feng, why are you here?" Flanders asked anxiously.

Behind him was Zhao Wuji, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Seven Killing Sword? Who is Chen Xin to you?" The man in black robe pondered for a moment before saying slowly.

"He is my uncle. Do you know him, senior?" Chen Feng asked strangely.

"Your name is Chen Feng?" the man in black robe asked again.

"Yes."

Dengdeng!

The man in black robe seemed to have been stimulated by something, and he took two steps back uncontrollably, and the soul power in his body also surged.

"Chen Feng..." The man in black robe muttered to himself.

Immediately, he said to Flanders and others: "You should know how to do it. I won't thank you for your kindness. I'll see you later."

After saying that, his figure disappeared directly from the spot.

Chen Feng frowned slightly. He always felt that this black-robed man had a special relationship with him, but the other party didn't explain it, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Dean, who is he?" Chen Feng looked at the direction where the other party left and asked Flanders.

"he is……"

……

The next day, Chen Feng got up early to train as usual, but met Tang San who also got up early.

"Brother Feng, are you up so early?" Tang San greeted with a smile.

"Isn't it the same for you? Without enough effort, how can you have enough strength?" Chen Feng replied.

Tang San smiled, sat down cross-legged and started practicing.

After practicing for a while, Chen Feng rushed to the cafeteria with Tang San.

Likewise, the two of them were still the first to arrive.

Looking at the steamed buns, pickles and porridge on the dining table, Tang San's expression twitched, as if he didn't expect that the food in the dignified Soul Master Academy would be so simple.

Seemingly seeing Tang San's expression, Chen Feng shook his head helplessly and said, "The old stingy Dean is messing with these things again."

After speaking, he took out a few pieces of dried meat and handed them over.

"You will understand the dean's character after a while. It is always good to have more food with you."

"Thank you." Tang San took the dried meat and thanked him.

Five minutes later, everyone arrived.

After eating, Flanders gathered them in the square.

After giving a dispensable speech, Flanders introduced a new teacher, a twenty-nine-level great spirit master, and this person was also Tang San's teacher.

At this point, today's training has officially begun.

Chen Feng’s opponent is still Zhao Wuji.

Others, on the other hand, watched their battle.

"It's shocking!" Flender's voice sounded from behind.

Seven people nodded at the same time.

"Then do you know how hard Chen Feng has worked to achieve his current achievements?"

"In other words, you think you can become stronger just by watching here!" Flender's tone became stern.

After listening to this, several people did not dare to stay any longer, so they quickly ran to the side and started actual combat training.