Chapter 88: Fighting Maniac, Sword Dao Chen Xin

Extreme Douluo Experience Card: A time-limited item. Within half an hour, you can possess the soul power of a level 99 Extreme Douluo.

Seeing that Prince Xuexing wanted to leave, Ye Feng began to tremble as he listened to the system's voice. He shouted hoarsely, "Stop!"

Prince Xuexing turned around, staring at Ye Feng with a dignified look, and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Of course."

Ye Feng's voice changed, and he was hoarse like an old man, "You bullied someone, do you want to just pat your butt and leave? There is no such good thing in the world."

On the other side, Zhao Wuji was stunned. Could not help murmuring: "This voice... This voice... This voice..."

Flanders did not understand what Zhao Wuji meant at this time. He tilted his head to look at Zhao Wuji, noticed the extremely horrified look in the latter's eyes, and asked with concern: "Wuji, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Wuji looked at Flanders, paused, and replied: "Nothing. Dean, there is a good show to be staged."

"Good show? What good show?"

"Just watch it."

"You guy, why are you suddenly so mysterious."

Flanders could not get a word out of Zhao Wuji's mouth, and his eyes could only look at Ye Feng. Intuition told him that the good show Zhao Wuji mentioned should be related to Ye Feng's voice that suddenly changed like a different person.

At the same time, Tang San was also stunned. Muttering: "This voice... Could it be... He is going to appear again?"

Tang San suddenly remembered the time when he entered Shrek Academy.

At that time, Zhao Wuji was itching to bully Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Ye Feng, the five people who came to Shrek Academy to report. Zhao Wuji proposed that Ye Feng and others hold out for a stick of incense in his hands, but Ye Feng challenged Zhao Wuji alone, and Zhao Wuji was beaten by Ye Feng until he vomited blood.

Afterwards, Tang San and Zhao Wuji questioned the matter, asking how Ye Feng, who was only at level 40, could suddenly defeat Zhao Wuji with explosive combat power? Ye Feng's explanation was that he didn't know. Tang San speculated that there was a master's soul hidden in Ye Feng's body, that is, a powerful grandfather. It was the grandfather who took action, so Ye Feng suddenly had a combat power far higher than his own.

Tang San stared at Ye Feng. Sure enough, Ye Feng had epilepsy again. But this time, Ye Feng's "attack" was very weak, and he was just trembling all over, as if a god was about to take over.

Prince Xuexing frowned, glared at Ye Feng, and asked, "What do you want?"

"Simple."

In order to explain, Ye Feng continued to direct and act: "You let this kid hold on for a stick of incense in your hand, and I will let you hold on for a stick of incense in my hand. If you hold on, the matter will be settled."

"Are you kidding?"

Xuexing didn't say anything, and Prince Xuebeng couldn't help but interrupt, laughing sarcastically: "How many soul levels do you have? You dare to talk to my uncle like this. Low-level soul masters want to use soul power to directly oppress high-level soul masters. Is there anything wrong with your brain?"

Pah

Ye Feng waved his hand casually, and his soul power oppressed the air, and a slap fell on Xuebeng's face. He fanned Xuebeng and flew out.

"You..."

Prince Xuebeng glared at Ye Feng, climbed up from the ground, and wanted to teach Ye Feng a lesson, but was stopped by Prince Xuexing.

"Okay."

Prince Xuexing grinned, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth. Although he felt that Ye Feng's words sounded strange, he did not doubt it, stood with his hands in his sleeves, and taunted: "Not to mention a stick of incense, even a whole day is no problem. You can make a move."

Buzz

Ye Feng really made a move.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and the surging soul power enveloped the outside of his body. With a thought, the soul power turned into a mountain and fell on the head of Prince Xuexing.

"Level 80!"

Prince Xuexing exclaimed. He actually found that the soul power level used by Ye Feng had reached level 80.

Hehe

Prince Xuexing's face changed drastically, and he had to summon the Swan Martial Soul again.

"Level 81!"

"Level 82!"

"Level 83!"

...

The soul power mobilized by Ye Feng continued to increase.

Seventh Soul Skill·Swan True Body

Helplessly, Prince Xuexing could only use the martial soul true body to resist the direct pressure from Ye Feng's soul power.

"Eighty-eight!"

"Eighty-nine!"

"Ninety!"

When his soul power reached level ninety, Prince Xuexing was sweating profusely and had to use the soul skills in his soul bone. A golden light shield appeared around him.

Prince Xuexing came from the Tiandou Empire. He obtained three soul bones as the prince of the Tiandou Empire.

"Ninety-one!"

"Ninety-two!"

"Ninety-three!"

Bang

When Ye Feng's soul power reached level ninety-three, the defensive light shield formed by Prince Xuexing's soul bone was crushed. Prince Xuexing lost the protection of the light shield, and the pressure directly formed by the ninety-three-level soul power pressed on him, making his face pale, and the whole person was directly pressed on the ground. He spit out a large mouthful of blood.

At this point, Ye Feng retracted his soul power. He shouted softly: "Get out!"

Prince Xuexing was a prince of the Tiandou Empire after all. Hurting him and killing him were two different concepts. Prince Xuexing actually dared to set his sights on Xiaowu. This was Ye Feng’s punishment for Prince Xuexing.

Prince Xuexing was defeated, and Xue Beng immediately stepped forward and helped Prince Xuexing up. Looking at Prince Xuexing's pale face and Prince Xuexing's hand covering his chest. Curious, Xue Beng reached out and touched Prince Xuexing's chest. He exclaimed: "All twelve ribs are broken."

"What?"

Flanders looked at Ye Feng in shock.

The human body has a total of 24 ribs. Just now, Ye Feng only used a little skill and broke half of Xue Beng's ribs. Such a serious injury can make Xue Beng lie in bed for a long time.

...

When night fell, an old man with white hair came to the gate of the prince's mansion.

The old man kicked the door of the prince's mansion open. The movement alarmed the guards of the prince's mansion. The guards held spears and immediately attacked the old man, trying to take him down. The old man moved his fingers lightly, and the silver soul power turned into a surging wave, knocking out all the guards who attacked him.

"Title Douluo!"

The noise alarmed more and more guards. These guards were horrified to find that the person who broke into the prince's mansion at night was actually a Title Douluo of more than 90 levels.

"Ken Dao Chen Xin!"

It didn't take long for Prince Xuexing to arrive here. Prince Xuexing looked at the old man in shock. The other party's martial spirit was the Seven Killing Sword. The old man was the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Jian Dao Chen Xin.

Prince Xuexing was a prince, and he did not dare to slack off for Jian Douluo. Although he did not salute, his tone was still very polite and respectful. He asked: "Your Majesty, who made you so angry? Tell me, I will personally tie him up in front of you."

"Besides you, who else!"

Ken Dao Chen Xin's voice, which could cut people's hearts, rang in Prince Xuexing's ears.

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PS: Today is January 1, 2022, New Year's Day. I wish you all a step-by-step promotion, academic success, and good luck in the Year of the Tiger in the new year.