Meeting Feng Xiaotian again; Brother Lu Ning, long time no see

The old man saw the shock in Huo Wu's eyes.

They realized it at that moment too.

Those murky eyes scrutinized the young man who had just been contemplating suicide.

"You two know each other?"

Lu Ning nodded.

Huo Wu smiled wryly, "I bet everyone who participated in this year's competition will find it hard to forget him."

Why did you bring him here?

Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips.

"Not welcome?"

Huo Wu shook her head and did not argue.

He looked at the figure fighting in the sky without saying a word.

The old man slowly recounted what had just happened. Huo Wu was taken aback and looked at Lu Ning with a strange gaze. "You're going to the Far North?"

Turning to the old man, he said, "For others, going to the Far North is suicide, but for him, he is indeed qualified to enter the Far North. As long as he doesn't enter the core area, the Soul Beast of the Far North can't stop him."

"He's the one I mentioned, the one who dared to curse the Elder and the Pope in front of the Spirit Hall."

Lu Ning waved his hand.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"It was just Bet with Elder Yu."

Huo Wu exposed Lu Ning's modesty. "Bet? Bet that forced the Pope and Sect Master Ning to step in as guarantors?"

"That day we were all worried that if a fight broke out, we wouldn't be able to escape."

"False humility!"

The old man listened in stunned silence.

He couldn't believe that the legend, which only existed in the mouths of storytellers, was actually standing in front of him, and looked no different from an ordinary young man.

Feng Xiaotian, who was battling the wind in the sky, was now descending in this direction.

His clothes were torn to shreds by the north wind, his white robes almost reduced to rags, but he showed no sign of dejection. When he saw Lu Ning, he spoke with the same look of surprise.

"Brother Lu Ning?"

He looked at Lu Ning's simple clothes.

"Really."

"Geniuses all think alike."

"So you've also come to this Far North to gain experience."

"Look, this is the first training location Xiaotian found, what do you think?"

Feng Xiaotian pointed to the valley ravaged by the north wind.

This kind of place is most suitable for a wind-attribute Soul Master like him to train.

It is not only better than the Mimicry Cultivation Environment Mimicry Cultivation Environment, but also more ferocious, making it very suitable for tempering his body.

"Not bad."

"I was just passing by; I had no intention of taking your cultivation spot."

Lu Ning answered in advance.

Feng Xiaotian waved his hand dismissively. "What are you talking about? This is a natural wonder of the world, how can it belong to any one family? Anyone who needs it can come in."

"The wind wasn't blown by Xiaotian."

There is no reason for encroachment.

As he spoke.

Feng Xiaotian pointed towards the valley. "Brother Lu Ning, would you like to give it a try? This valley might be of some benefit to you."

"Of course," Feng Xiaotian added, "If Brother Lu Ning Lu Ning too much power, the north wind in this valley might not have any effect on him."

Lu Ning looked at the howling north wind in the valley.

Lightly touch the ground with your toes.

It took off into the air.

It flew towards the valley.

Unlike Feng Xiaotian, who was shaking repeatedly.

The protective Soul Power that Lu Ning generated himself blocked most of the sweeping north wind. The few gusts that broke through the Soul Power barrier and hit Lu Ning were negligible, only enough to flutter his green robe, showing no power whatsoever.

"Really."

"This guy is even more terrifying than we imagined."

Feng Xiaotian looked at Lu Ning and said something.

Lu Ning waved his hand, dispersing his own Soul Power.

Behind him, the six wings of Dark Angel Soul Bone appeared, their black feathers blotting out the sky and radiating a ghostly glow in the sunlight.

He had just dissipated his Soul Power.

The terrifying north wind then unleashed its power.

It suddenly rammed into Lu Ning, causing him to stumble.

The main reason is that Lu Ning is not used to fighting in the air. In the past, even when he flew, it was only for normal travel and attacking from a high position. Faced with this kind of Yu Feng ability, he is really not as good as a flying Soul Master.

Moreover, the north wind that Lu Ning endured was even more terrifying than that of Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian's Azure Wings were like a small fry compared to Lu Ning's.

The area of the six wings of the Dark Angel is several times that of the Azure Wings.

Lu Ning did not use his Soul Power.

It only controls its wings to fight against the ever-attacking north wind.

It took less than half an incense stick's time for him to stabilize himself after swaying continuously.

Immediately afterwards.

The wings fluttered gently.

A flash of dark light streaked across Lu Ning's back.

Soul Skill 1: Spatial Traversal!

Lu Ning, who had been hovering in the air, suddenly appeared a hundred meters away.

The dark glow dissipated.

Lu Ning's lips curled up slightly.

"You came to the right place!"

"Even if I'm attacked in mid-air, I can instantly unleash my Soul Skill."

"It's indeed useful against an attack by a group of Titled Douluo experts."

For the first time, Lu Ning experienced the benefits of training.

This journey was not just sightseeing; for the first time, I experienced a true sense of growth—not in terms of strength, but, as Chen Xin said, in terms of the application of power.

Lu Ning darted through the air.

The people on the ground were completely stunned.

Feng Xiaotian looked at Lu Ning.

He had just gotten used to the biting north wind after several days of fighting, but Lu Ning... surpassed him in half an incense stick's time?

"Really..."

"Compare the goods and you'll have to throw them away."

"Brother Lu Ning's talent has nothing to do with fortuitous encounters."

Huo Wu, watching Lu Ning's constantly flashing figures, asked curiously, "Is that the ability of his wings, or does he possess all those abilities of Soul Saint or higher?"

"And those wings, they don't look like Martial Soul, they look more like... Soul Bone."

Feng Xiaotian shook his head.

I don't know.

"The Imperial Fighting Team says he has Twin Martial Souls, or maybe the Second Martial Soul is some kind of flying Martial Soul."

"If we really focus on studying Brother Lu Ning, none of us will have the energy to continue cultivating."

Feng Xiaotian was filled with fighting spirit.

The Blue Wings reappeared.

He flew into the sky.

"Brother Lu Ning! Xiaotian is here!"

A full two weeks.

Lu Ning spent almost all his training in the valley.

At first, he only practiced flying ability by fighting against the north wind and also practiced short-distance traversal ability. But later, he simply sealed his meridians completely and only used the Azure Lotus Sword itself to fight Feng Xiaotian, at most using his First Soul Skill.

More wins than losses.

It almost broke Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu's mentality.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, watched with great interest.

She became best friends with Huo Wu.

"Brother Lu Ning."

"Your progress is making us incredibly envious," Feng Xiaotian said to Lu Ning, half-jokingly, as he brought over a pot of wine. "Autumn is almost here; are you really planning to venture into the Far North at this time?"

Lu Ning has changed dramatically in just half a month.

The main change is in the breath.

Originally, he was just deliberately concealing his aura, but anyone above the Soul Saint level could still see through it.

But now.

Even if Soul Douluo were to appear before him, Lu Ning would be considered an ordinary person without Soul Power if he didn't actively release his aura. Even if Sword Douluo Chen Xin were here, he would praise him for his restrained Sword Intent.

"Yes, that makes it more challenging."

"Otherwise, we might as well go back and have some fun."

Lu Ning changed from his blue robe into a white one.

Qing Ya and elegant.