The Proper Way to Use Tang Sect Techniques

Mu Feng chuckled. "Maybe becoming a Soul King is a qualitative leap in a Soul Master's strength."

Mu Feng had merely laughed it off. In truth, as early as the late Soul Ancestor stage, the combined effects of his External Soul Bone and third soul skill had already allowed his flying speed to surpass Ma Xiaotao's. There had simply been no need to show it before.

Today, Mu Feng feared that two stubborn people butting heads would delay his cultivation, so he gave Ma Xiaotao a little shock.

Ma Xiaotao looked at Mu Feng in surprise. For ordinary Soul Masters, becoming a Soul King truly was a watershed moment. It was the first stage at which they could obtain a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

This rule applied to ordinary Soul Masters, but Mu Feng's fourth Soul Ring was already at the ten-thousand-year level. Ma Xiaotao, who had not studied her theory classes very well, looked at the confident Mu Feng and felt somewhat uncertain.

Mu Feng was already thoroughly familiar with Ma Xiaotao's residence. Other than her private bedroom, where he had never been, his footprints had been left everywhere else.

Mu Feng said, "All right, hurry up and begin, Ma Xiaotao."

Huo Yuhao copied him and sat down beside Mu Feng. Just as the two sat cross-legged, an ash-brown figure drifted over from afar. Unlike others who flew through the air, this person was actually lying flat in midair, his body bobbing up and down.

Before the man even arrived, a deep, powerful voice rang out, making the three of their heads buzz.

"Which two people were speeding through the academy just now?!"

Once the man landed, the three finally saw what he looked like. Sloppy and unkempt, he looked exactly like a down-and-out old commoner.

Ma Xiaotao