"Uh." Lin Feng nodded.
At Lin Feng's nod, Qian Renxue and the three girls, including Ning Rongrong who had just returned, were all dumbfounded. Ning Rongrong especially could not help opening her mouth wide.
Even Thorn Blood, hiding in the shadows, looked at Lin Feng with utter shock.
"This..." Ning Rongrong could not say a word for a long while.
Zhu Zhuqing, on the other side, also stared at Lin Feng as if he were some kind of monster.
"Lin Feng's Soul Power Level yesterday was only twenty-one or twenty-two, right?"
"Today, it's already thirty."
"He increased ten levels in one day?"
Ning Rongrong was the first to recover, crying out in alarm.
Then the entire scene fell silent in shock.
Even Tang San and the others turned to look over.
"Nearly ten levels in one day." Tang San looked at Lin Feng with extreme wariness.
Others did not know how old Lin Feng was, but he did.
Lin Feng was the same age as him.
"Haha, Tang San."
"Nearly ten levels in one day. Compared to Lin Feng, Tang San, your talent for cultivation doesn't seem all that impressive, does it?" Dai Mubai directly rubbed it in Tang San's face.
That pot of rabbit soup earlier had made Dai Mubai feel as if he had seen his great-grandmother. He harbored deep resentment toward Tang San!
Oscar and Ma Hongjun nodded in agreement after hearing Dai Mubai's words.
Tang San looked at Dai Mubai, a trace of concealed killing intent flashing through his eyes.
The meaning was obvious.
Dai Mubai, you have chosen the path to death.
As for Lin Feng...
Tang San could not beat him for now.
Zhao Wuji looked toward Lin Feng in the distance, his eyes filled with regret.
Was Tang San a monster?
Yes.
But