Chapter 433 Yu Tianheng and Feng Xiaotian

Kamikaze Academy, in a soul skill training room.

In the wide and tall training room, a blue-white figure was seen whizzing wildly through the air, constantly rushing towards an object thrown in the air.

This is a wooden doll with a metallic luster. It is even made of ten-thousand-year plant soul beast ironwood. Its defense is enough to withstand ordinary ten-thousand-year soul skills.

And every time the blue-white figure passed by the iron wooden doll, there would be a sharp and piercing sound.

It can be clearly seen that deep knife marks continue to appear on the Ironwood Doll, and the Ironwood Doll is also thrown up by the huge impact.

And every time the bluish-white figure passes by the Ironwood Doll and knocks it away, the knife marks that appear on the Ironwood Doll will become deeper.

brush!

Finally, as the bluish-white figure swept towards the Ironwood Doll again, after a blue light like a bolt passed over the Ironwood Doll, the Ironwood Doll whose body was already covered with deep knife marks was instantly struck. Cut it off, split it in two, and smashed it into two pieces that fell to the ground below.

And as the ironwood doll was cut in two, the blue-white figure in the sky also revealed its true face.

It was Feng Xiaotian who was wearing a blue-white Kamikaze Academy uniform, a mask, short silver-white hair, a slender figure, and a blue wing of wind on each of his arms.

After cutting off the Ironwood Doll, Feng Xiaotian, who was breathing rapidly due to the fierce battle, slowly fell from the air and landed on the ground.

"Snapped!"

…

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause in the soul skill training room, and a middle-aged man wearing a green suit, with long silver-white hair and double pupils, a tall and slender figure, a handsome and elegant face, and a mature temperament was smiling and looking towards him. Feng Xiaotian came over.

"Xiaotian, you've taken another step forward with your Swift Wind Demonic Wolf's continuous slashing! How far has your Swift Wind Demonic Wolf's continuous slashing reached now?"

"Previously, it was from the 36 consecutive slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf to the 72 consecutive slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf. Is this time from the 72 consecutive slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf to the 114 consecutive slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf?"

"Dad, why are you here!"

Unexpectedly, his father Feng Lie would come over suddenly, and Feng Xiaotian was a little surprised.

"Of course I'm here to see you!"

In response to Feng Xiaotian's surprise, Feng Lie shook his head, a little helpless.

"Ever since the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Su Mo, announced the quota for the second round of the God-making Plan that day, something has been wrong with you. When you came back, you started to plunge yourself into this soul skill training room and stay there all day long to train crazily. I Know what you’re thinking.”

"You must have been selected by this god-making plan because of Huo Wu, and you will be able to become a god in the future. But if you were not selected, you may not be able to become a god in the future. You feel that you are not worthy of Huo Wu, and now you feel very confused."

"But Xiaotian, you really don't need to be like this. We all know your talent in our hearts, and the Wuhun Palace also knows it very well."

"Compared to us, Fengjian Sect is closer to Wuhun Palace. Wuhun Palace will definitely choose them first. This is normal, but you and the others will definitely not forget it."

"Perhaps Wuhun Palace will include you in the next batch of god-making projects."

"I know."

Feng Xiaotian clenched his fists, lowered his head, and his voice was complicated and low.

"But Xiao Wu's position is the God of Fire, but the position of the God of Wind has been given by the Wuhun Palace to Feng Xingyun, the leader of the Wind Sword Sect. Even if I am selected later, what kind of position will I get? I'm afraid no matter what, I can't get it. Not worthy of Xiao Wu."

But after hearing his son Feng Xiaotian's words, Feng Lie had a headache.

He didn't understand how he could raise such a son.

It is obvious that both talent and appearance are top-notch, and he is very confident in everything else, but he is particularly inferior to the girl he likes, acting like a licking dog, and he can't change it no matter what. .

"The matter of this divine throne has not been determined yet. How do you know that the divine throne prepared for you behind the Wuhun Palace is inferior to the divine throne given to Huo Wu?"

Feng Lie comforted and advised him earnestly.

But it's a pity that Feng Xiaotian's dog-licking heart is simply deep in his bones. With his strength, as long as he doesn't show such a humble dog-licking, he will definitely be able to take down Huo Wu early.

But because Feng Xiaotian always licked his face when he came into contact with Huo Wu, he behaved extremely humblely, which made Huo Wu bored. He just didn't like Feng Xiaotian.

Now after knowing that Huo Wu had obtained the status of the Goddess of Fire, Feng Xiaotian began to feel inferior and worried that he was not worthy of Huo Wu.

No matter how much Feng Lie tried to comfort and advise, Feng Xiaotianming pretended to listen, but in fact he didn't listen at all, leaving Feng Lie helpless.

It was night in a blink of an eye.

After a day of hard training, Feng Xiaotian returned to his room in the Divine Wind Academy, only to see a figure wearing a black cloak waiting in the room for a long time.

"Who are you!"

For a moment, Feng Xiaotian subconsciously tightened his pupils, shouted low, and while summoning the martial spirit and entering the spirit-possessed state, he quickly retreated and distanced himself.

"it's me!"

But in the face of Feng Xiaotian's low shout, Yu Tianheng lifted his hood, revealing a handsome face that Feng Xiaotian was very familiar with, but with several scars and vicissitudes of life.

"Yu Tianheng! Why are you here? Why did you come to me?!"

Unexpectedly, the man in black in front of him was Yu Tianheng, and Feng Xiaotian was shocked and confused.

"I'm here to help you!"

Yu Tianheng smiled slightly and said unhurriedly.

"help me?"

Feng Xiaotian's eyes were a little changeable.

"That's right,"

Yu Tianheng nodded and said with a faint smile: "Ever since Huo Wu was selected into the God-making Project by Su Mo, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, you must be very anxious and worried now, right?"

"You may feel that you are not worthy of Huo Wu now. This is true. The position of the God of Fire is a first-level god. Only the position of the God of Wind, which is also an elemental god, can rival it."

"But Wuhun Temple has given the position of Wind God to Feng Xingyun, the leader of Fengjian Sect. The most you can get now is the second-level godly position, which is definitely not as good as the first-level godly..."

"Yu Tianheng, if you have anything to say, just say it. No matter what, this shouldn't have anything to do with you, right?"

"Your Blue Lightning Overlord Sect has now become a subordinate and vassal force of Wuhun Palace. You said this, can you still give me a so-called first-level god position that is comparable to the position of Xiaowu Fire God?"

He was already in a bad mood. Seeing Yu Tianheng's pretentious look, Feng Xiaotian felt even more unhappy. He couldn't help but sneered and interrupted Yu Tianheng's words.

Feng Xiaotian's words made Yu Tianheng's face stiffen.

Because the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect is the pain of Yu Tianheng's life right now, Feng Xiaotian's words are directly poking into Yu Tianheng's lungs!

However, thinking about the purpose of coming this time, Yu Tianheng quickly calmed down and continued to smile.

"Brother Xiaotian, you are right. In fact, I can really give you a first-level divine position that is comparable to the position of the Fire God. You may not believe it, but I just want to say that the amazing people behind me now It’s no longer the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect.”