Nangong Tian shook his arm, expressionless, and looked at Xue Feng carefully. He could repel a soul martial artist with the second soul of the ghost spirit. This power would require at least 400 kilograms!

It is obvious that Xue Feng has not reached the realm of a ghost spirit. Where did his fist power of more than 400 kilograms come from? Soul corridor? Martial arts?

If it weren't for these, how could this kid take over his palm and fight him back?!

Cheating? Nangong Tian himself doesn't believe it, but it is indeed...

Although Nangong Tian was knocked back by Xue Feng several steps, his health was not seriously injured. At this time, Ou Qingyang was also blocking between him and Xue Feng. Ou Qingyang frowned and looked at Nangong Tian with dissatisfaction.

"Have any results been found?" Ou Qingyang asked coldly.

"This man surnamed Xue may be a good opponent in a year." Nangong Tian took out an unknown ointment from the storage bracelet and applied it to the tiger's mouth and said.

"Hmph, you Nangong family want to give me an explanation for what happened today!" After seeing that Nangong Tian was deliberately causing trouble, Ou Qingyang became angry. After saying this, he turned around and looked at Xue Feng. To be honest, the result of these two people's move really surprised Ou Qingyang. Logically speaking, with the strength that Xue Feng, a ghost spirit, had not yet reached, if he had to eat Nangong Tian's palm, he would definitely be seriously injured and unconscious. However, what Ou Qingyang never expected was that this boy named Xue not only saw through the flaws of this flower-picking hand, but also could defeat Nangong Tian dozens of steps with the strength of the ghost spirit without a soul!

If Xue Feng’s current soul martial arts level was not as good as those prides of heaven in the universe and could not meet the recommendation requirements, he really wanted to bring this kid back to the Soul Martial Palace for the Lord to have a good look!

"Student Xue Feng, are you okay?" Ou Qingyang asked with concern.

"It's okay, I can't die." Xue Feng stood up with some difficulty covering his chest. Now, with his strength, he could only hold on to such a palm under Nangong Tian. If Nangong Tian refused to let go of a few more palms, Xue Feng would definitely be going to the hospital today.

"It seems that I have to step up my cultivation." Xue Feng thought to himself. During the battle just now, he vaguely felt a strange movement in his body. This strange movement seemed to be like the soul in his body could gather in a place by itself. According to the book, this is a sign of breaking through to the soul of the ghost.

From the time he officially came to this world to now, it took him less than two months to touch the threshold of the ghost spirit's soul. Although this speed is not unprecedented, at least in this earth and the Galaxy Empire, it is a perverted cultivation speed.

"Maybe I can try the shock shock tonight."

Xue looked up at Ou Qingyang, but saw that Ou Qingyang didn't seem to believe what he said. If Xue Feng had a mirror at this time, he would have found his face as pale as paper. He looked at Zheng Xiaodong, who was sitting on the stage with worried and surprised expressions in his eyes, and said, "Lord Ou, I'm really fine. I'm in good health and will recover in a few days."

"That boy Nangong Tian was spoiled by his elders. There is no principle at all. His attack just now used at least 80% of his strength. Although you can take this move, your soul power and breath must be disordered." Ou Qingyang ignored Nangong Tian who was walking by him and said bluntly that others might be afraid of the Nangong family, but Ou Qingyang was fearless at all.

"I have a bottle of potion to regulate the introverted breath here, drink it quickly." As he said that, Ou Qingyang took out a small tube of translucent potion from his pocket. Xue Feng was stunned when he saw the potion, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zheng Xiaodong. Zheng Xiaodong nodded to Xue Feng and smiled:

"This is what Lord Ou appreciates you, drink it."

When Xue Feng heard Zheng Xiaodong say this, he didn't hesitate at the moment. He took the medicine and opened the lid and drank it. The medicine was not bitter, and even had a hint of sweetness, which was a little cold and refreshing. For a moment, Xue Feng suddenly felt a refreshing feeling in his body, and the stuffy feeling in his chest also disappeared without a trace with the refreshing feeling.

Xue Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the potion in this world is really a good thing! In the future, you have to buy a little more.

Seeing Xue Feng drink, his face turned rosy, Ou Qingyang laughed. The students and teachers in the audience were envious in their hearts when they watched what happened on the stage. Being able to get the attention of the Soul Martial Arts Hall is something that many Soul Martial Arts Masters never dare to think about in their entire lives.

Ou Qingyang briefly communicated with Xue Feng, but did not ask where Xue Feng came from. As a soul martial artist, there are naturally rules for soul martial artists. Everyone has their own secrets. Everyone here is old martial artists, and they know what to ask and what not to ask.

Just as Ouyang Qing was talking to Xue Feng, Xue Feng suddenly felt a chill on his back. He felt that the eyes staring at him that night shot towards him through the crowd. Xue Feng turned around suddenly and tried to capture the source of this gaze, but he didn't see what he wanted to see. He just saw Ge Changgong, Zheng Xuerou and others looking at him with different expressions at this time, and Xue Shan, the little fat man was burying his head and shoulders, trembling slightly. I don't know what he was thinking about in his heart.

"Strange..." Xue Feng muttered in his heart, and did not care too much, and continued to answer Ouyang Qing's question.

After saying a few words, Xue Feng walked off the stage under everyone's gaze. This competition took nearly an hour, and the light blue soul crystal on his body also changed from the first three to more than 2,800 now. Although it was not as many as before, Xue Feng was still satisfied.

After stepping down, everyone gave up a way to Xue Feng, and the eyes of looking at Xue Feng became different. Now, in the eyes of all the students of the 18th class, Xue Feng is second only to Nangong Tian!

With the level of soul martial arts that is less than one soul in the ghost spirit, you can fight the top strength of the ghost spirit at the peak of the ghost spirit. If this is the same level, is Nangong Tian enough?

"Brother Feng, you are really amazing. No wonder you can chase so many forest wild wolves." Ge Changgong gave Xue Feng a thumbs up.

"What did you just say..." Xue Feng felt nervous when he heard Ge Changgong suddenly mentioned what happened a few days ago, and he asked pretending to be stupid.

"The video on the Internet has been played more than 10 million times now. Others can't recognize you, but I recognize it, Zheng Xiaoniu, don't pretend to be reserved in front of you, hurry up, turn around and cheer for our Brother Feng!"

Zheng Xuerou, who was standing in front, was thinking about how to talk to Xue Feng, and she was nervous and uneasy. When she heard Ge Changgong calling him that, her nervousness just now swept away, and then she felt angry. She turned around and wanted to scold her, but she saw Ge Changgong taking out a photo of Xue Feng and pressing it in front of her: "My Brother Feng was handsome when he was 3 years old, 10 light blue soul crystals!"

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