Hotel lobby.
The atmosphere instantly solidified.
Flender words.
Like a stone thrown into water.
Stir up a thousand waves.
"Spirit Hall Golden Generation?"
Dai Mubai frowned.
"Shouldn't they be preparing at Spirit City?"
"Why did you come Heaven Dou City early?"
Flender's face was solemn.
"The news is reliable."
"It was passed on by an old friend of Soto Great Soul Arena."
"Xie Yue, Yan, Hu Liena."
"All three are here."
"Staying in the 'Heaven Dou Royal Hotel' in the east of the city."
Ma Hongjun swallowed.
"Xie Yue... Fifty-level two Power Attack System Battle Soul King."
"Yan, Level 52 Power Attack System Battle Soul King."
"Hu Liena, Fifty-one Control System Battle Soul King."
"This lineup..."
"Isn't it too perverted?"
Oscar smiled bitterly.
"Our side."
"The highest level Boss Dai."
"It's only level 44."
"It's still a big difference."
Xiao Wu is not convinced.
"What happened to the high level?"
"Third brother has Hidden Weapon."
"Ling Feng has Clear Sky Hammer."
"It's really a fight."
"It's not certain who will lose and who will win!"
Ning Rongrong nodded.
"Xiao Wu is right."
"We also have support from Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"You may not lose."
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing.
But his eyes were firm.
Obviously.
She also agrees.
Tang San looked at Ling Feng.
"What do you think?"
Ling Feng Put down the tea cup.
"Come on, come on."
"Sooner or later the big competition will meet."
"See you in advance."
"That's fine."
He stood up.
"Let's go."
"Go out for a walk."
"Familiar and familiar Heaven Dou City."
"By the way..."
"Let's see if we can meet by chance."
The corners of his mouth quirked up.
"These are the so-called Golden Generation."
Heaven Dou City.
Eastern District.
The busiest street.
A group of people are walking on the road.
It is Shrek Seven Devils.
Plus Flender and Zhao Wuji.
"This is Heaven Dou City."
Ma Hongjun looked around.
"Much more stylish than Suotuo City."
The streets are wide.
There are many shops.
Pedestrians are well dressed.
Soul Master can be found everywhere.
We can even see Soul Ancestor and Soul King level experts.
"It is the imperial capital after all."
Dai Mubai Road.
"Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger."
"Just keep a low profile."
Just talking.
There was a noise from ahead.
The crowd separates automatically.
Three figures.
Turn out from the street corner.
The first person.
Slender figure.
The face is stern.
A short silver hair.
His eyes are as sharp as a knife.
It is Xie Yue.
Beside him.
On the left is a red-haired young man.
Strong figure.
Muscle knots.
His eyes were wild.
It's Yan.
On the right is a woman.
Slim figure.
Charming face.
Eyes flickering.
Comes with Charm.
Hu Liena.
Spirit Hall Golden Generation.
The three of them walked side by side.
The breath is undisguised.
Soul King level of pressure.
Let pedestrians around you give way.
"What a strong momentum."
Oscar said in a low voice.
"Is this Golden Generation?"
"It certainly lives up to its reputation."
Flender and Zhao Wuji.
Take a step forward at the same time.
Get in front of the students.
Soul Saint level breath.
Release quietly.
Offset the opponent's pressure.
Xie Yue glanced over.
It falls on Flender.
"Soul Saint?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly.
"It's interesting."
Yan grinned.
"What about Soul Saint?"
"Contest Rules."
"The teacher leading the team cannot take action."
"Battle between students."
"They can't help."
Hu Liena said nothing.
His eyes swept over everyone at Shrek.
Finally.
Stop on Ling Feng.
A strange color flashed in her eyes.
"You."
She spoke.
The voice is soft.
"Is it Ling Feng?"
Ling Feng raised his eyes.
"It's me."
"Is something wrong?"
Hu Liena smiled.
"I heard you are very strong."
"Clear Sky Hammer successor."
"Innate Full Soul Power."
"Less than twenty."
"Soul Power Level 48."
"It's really good."
Her tone was calm.
But the meaning behind the words.
Everyone can hear it.
Not bad.
But it's just good.
Yan sneered.
"Level 48?"
"That's it."
"When I was his age."
"Already level 49."
"Now."
"Fifty-two."
He looked at Ling Feng.
Provocative eyes.
"Boy."
"Don't let me meet you at the competition."
"Otherwise."
"I'll let you know."
"What is the gap?"
Dai Mubai's face darkened.
"What did you say?"
Yan glanced at him.
"Level 44?"
"Garbage."
"Get out of here."
"You have no place to speak here."
Dai Mubai was furious.
Just about to step forward.
Stopped by Ling Feng.
"It's just a barking dog."
Ling Feng said lightly.
"Why bother."
Yan's eyes turned cold.
"Who are you calling a dog?"
"Who answers."
"Who is."
Ling Feng's tone is still calm.
"You!"
Soul Power surges on Yan's body.
Red flame shadow.
Appearing behind you.
"Seeking death!"
He's about to take action.
Xie Yue reach out.
Hold his shoulders.
"Yan."
"Calm down."
He looked at Ling Feng.
"The power of words."
"It makes no sense."
"Let's see the real results in the competition."
Ling Feng nodded.
"Just what I wanted."
Xie Yue looked at him deeply.
Turn around.
"Let's go."
The three of them left.
The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.
"Too arrogant!"
Ma Hongjun said angrily.
"Fifty-second level is amazing, isn't it?"
"Brother Feng."
"Kill them in the competition!"
Ling Feng said nothing.
Looking at the backs of the three people walking away.
His eyes are deep.
"Xie Yue..."
"Fifty-two."
"Martial Soul Moon Blade."
"Self-Created Soul Skill Full Moon."
"Integrated offense and defense."
"Yan."
"Fifty-two."
"Martial Soul Flame Lord."
"Dual attributes of fire and earth."
"Extremely strong defense."
"Hu Liena."
"Fifty one."
"Martial Soul Demon Fox."
"Charm control."
"Three people cooperate."
"And Martial Soul Fusion Skill Demon Charm."
He thought silently in his heart.
"It's really strong."
"But..."
"It's not that you can't fight."
Flender came over.
His face was serious.
"Ling Feng."
"If you meet them in the competition."
"Don't force yourself."
"Safety first."
Ling Feng smiled.
"Don't worry, Dean."
"I know it well."
"Let's go."
"Keep shopping."
Evening.
Everyone returned to the hotel.
Just walked in.
Then I heard a familiar voice.
"Ling Feng brother!"
"Long time no see!"
Only Xue Beng.
Stand up from the sofa in the hall.
All smiles.
around him.
There was still one person standing.
Wearing fine clothes.
Calm and graceful.
It is Prince Xue Xing.
"Your Highness the Prince."
Ling Feng handed over.
"Xue Beng Your Highness."
"Is something wrong?"
Xue Beng rubs his hands.
"That..."
"Things of the day."
"I was the one who offended."
"I came here specifically to apologize."
He pointed to the gift box on the table.
"A little thought."
"Please accept it."
Ling Feng took a look.
The gift box is beautifully packaged.
It's worth a lot of money just by looking at it.
"No need."
He shook his head.
"It's just a small thing."
"Your Highness, there is no need to worry."
Xue Beng I have to say more.
Prince Xue Xing opening.
"Ling Feng little friend."
"You're welcome."
"This is a little thought from Xue Beng."
"Take it."
He paused.
"Also."
"I am here this time."
"I have one more thing to ask of you."
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows.
"What's the matter?"
Prince Xue Xing Lower your voice.
"The competition is coming soon."
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy Second Team."
"We still need a strong team leader."
"I would like to invite my little friend."
"Put a name on it."
"You are not required to participate."
"Only in critical moments."
"A few pointers."
"Reward."
"Easy to say."
Ling Feng smiled.
"Your Highness the Prince."
"I am from the Shrek Academy."
"Go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and register."
"Isn't it appropriate?"
Prince Xue Xing waved his hand.
"Just in name."
"It will not affect your participation in the competition on behalf of Shrek."
"And."
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy's resource."
"You can call whatever you want."
"Including..."
"Mimicry Cultivation Environment."
"Rare medicinal materials."
"Soul Tool."
"Even..."
He lowered his voice.
"Soul Bone."
Ling Feng's eyes moved.
Soul Bone.
It's really good stuff.
But he is not lacking.
System sign-in.
Sooner or later there will be.
"Sorry."
He shook his head.
"I have no plans for this at the moment."
Prince Xue Xing is a little disappointed.
But I didn't force it either.
"In that case."
"I will not force myself."
"But."
"If you change your mind, little friend."
"You can come to me anytime."
Finished.
He left with Xue Beng.
The gift box remained.
"Soul Bone ah..."
Ma Hongjun stared at the gift box.
"Brother Feng."
"Why did you refuse?"
"That's Soul Bone!"
Ling Feng glanced at him.
"Fat man."
"There is no such thing as a free lunch."
"Prince Xue Xing."
"It's not a good thing."
"He likes it."
"It's my potential."
"Want to invest in advance."
"But..."
"Price."
"It could be freedom."
Dai Mubai nodded.
"Ling Feng is right."
"People of the royal family."
"Too much thought."
"It's better to have less contact."
Tang San also said.
"The competition is coming soon."
"Let's just concentrate on preparing for the war."
"Other things."
"Let's talk about it after the game."
Ling Feng nodded.
"Third brother is right."
"Let's go."
"Go upstairs and rest."
"Start tomorrow."
"Targeted training."
The next day.
training ground.
Shrek Seven Devils.
Everyone is here.
"Information of Golden Generation."
"Everyone has seen it."
Ling Feng is standing in front.
"Xie Yue, Yan, Hu Liena."
"All three of them are Soul King."
"And."
"Tacit understanding."
"There is Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"Hard fight."
"The odds are against us."
"So."
"Be smart about it."
He looked at Tang San.
"Third brother."
"Your control."
"It's the key."
Tang San nodded.
"I understand."
"I'll try to limit them."
"Especially Hu Liena."
"Her Charm."
"You must interrupt immediately."
Ling Feng looked at Dai Mubai again.
"Boss Dai."
"You and Zhu Zhuqing."
"Responsible for containing Yan."
"His defense is strong."
"But speed is its shortcoming."
"You are flexible."
"Can be consumed by traveling."
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.
Nod at the same time.
"Understood."
"Xiao Wu."
Ling Feng looked at Xiao Wu.
"Your mission is the most important."
"Xie Yue."
"Leave it to you."
Xiao Wu was stunned.
"Me?"
"Xie Yue is Soul King."
"I..."
"Just Soul Ancestor."
"The gap is too big."
"You don't need to defeat him."
Ling Feng Road.
"Just hang on to him."
"Your Soft Skill."
"Flexible."
"Suitable for close combat."
"Create opportunities for Third Brother."
Xiao Wu gritted his teeth.
"Okay!"
"I'll try my best!"
"Fat man."
Ling Feng looked at Ma Hongjun.
"You are a surprise soldier."
"Your Phoenix Flame."
"Have attribute restraint on Yan."
"The critical moment."
"Give him a hard blow."
Ma Hongjun Slap your chest.
"Wrap it around me!"
"Rongrong."
Ling Feng finally looked at Ning Rongrong.
"Your assistance."
"It's the core."
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"It can even out the level gap."
"Your mission."
"It's about protecting yourself."
"At the same time."
"To everyone."
"Maximum increase."
Ning Rongrong nodded heavily.
"I will!"
"Oscar."
Ling Feng looked at Oscar.
"Your sausage."
"It's battery life guarantee."
"Especially Flying Mushroom Sausage."
"The critical moment."
"It can save lives."
"Be more prepared."
Oscar made an OK gesture.
"No problem!"
"It's ready!"
Ling Feng Take a deep breath.
"That's the strategy."
"Next."
"Practical exercises."
"Me and Teacher Zhao."
"Simulation Golden Generation."
"Seven of you."
"All-out attack."
"Teacher Zhao."
He looked at Zhao Wuji.
"You Simulation Yan."
"Defense first."
"Fight back occasionally."
"I Simulation Xie Yue and Hu Liena."
"Strong attack and control."
Zhao Wuji grinned.
"Okay!"
"I've wanted to beat these Little Monster for a long time!"
"Come on!"
The seven people looked at each other.
Nod at the same time.
"Start!"
The training lasted three days.
every day.
From morning to night.
The seven people are working together more and more harmoniously.
How to play Golden Generation.
Also becoming more and more familiar.
But.
The gap still exists.
Soul Power Level's Divide.
It's not that easy to cross.
Day four.
Training is over.
Everyone collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.
"No more..."
Ma Hongjun gasped.
"Teacher Zhao is too hard."
"It can't be beaten at all."
Dai Mubai also smiled bitterly.
"Ling Feng is even more perverted."
"Speed and power."
"Completely crushed."
"Simulation Xie Yue."
"It's almost like the real thing."
Xiao Wu rubbed his arms.
"My waist is almost broken."
"Moon Blade of Xie Yue."
"Too fast."
Ling Feng came over.
Hand each person a bottle of water.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"But it's not enough."
"Golden Generation."
"Stronger than we thought."
"Especially..."
He paused.
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"Demon Charm."
"Once cast."
"Everyone within range."
"The senses will be weakened."
"Soul Power will also be suppressed."
"Very tricky."
Tang San frowned.
"Is there a way to break it?"
"Yes."
Ling Feng nodded.
"Two ways."
"First."
"Before they merge."
"Interrupt."
"Second."
"After fusion."
"Use a stronger field."
"Cover."
He looked at Tang San.
"Your Divine Slaughter's Domain."
"You can try it."
Tang San's eyes lit up.
"Yes!"
"Divine Slaughter's Domain."
"Can offset some of the suppression."
"But..."
He looked at Ling Feng.
"Your domain."
"Stronger."
Ling Feng smiled.
"That's right."
"My Divine Slaughter's Domain."
"It's almost complete."
"Coverage."
"Bigger than them."
"Suppressive force."
"It's better than them."
"So."
"Demon Charm."
"Leave it to me."
"You."
"Responsible for solving the Xie Yue and Hu Liena entities."
Everyone's spirits were lifted.
"Okay!"
"That's it!"
Day five.
Training continues.
But.
An accident happened.
The entrance to the training ground.
Three people came.
Xie Yue.
Yan.
Hu Liena.
"Yo."
Yan crossed his arms.
"The practice was quite lively."
"Do you want it?"
"Shall we practice with you?"
He grinned.
"Free."