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Chapter 127: You Can Actually Beat him (2/2)

It’s no wonder that he has developed a cold temperament.

“I’ll be with you.” Wang Feng followed.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.

The two quickly travelled through the jungle, and it didn’t take long for them to reach the Great Soul Arena in Soto City.

“If you want to become stronger, you don’t need to rush for a while. There should be a new teacher tomorrow.”

Wang Feng looked at the still bustling city of Soto and whispered as he walked.

“New teacher?” Zhu Zhuqing seemed a little puzzled.

“I’ll find out tomorrow.” Wang Feng said with a smile.

Tang San’s teacher, Master Yu Xiaogang, Wang Feng remembered quite clearly that it was at this point in time that in order to help Tang San grow better, he joined Shrek Academy.

“Hmm.” Zhu Zhuqing replied.

The two walked into the big battle field.

“Let’s go to 1v1 first.” After the two entered, they quickly entered the battle formation and were still assigned to the Fourteenth division.

In the future, they will become more and more familiar with the big battle field.

Not long after, the first game was with Zhu Zhuqing.

She went straight down.

“The opponent is a twenty-eight-level control system soul master, and the martial soul is cotton…Tsk.”

Wang Feng watched the battle below.

Cotton martial soul is an extremely lightweight and easy-to-break thing.

The control system soul master, in fact, in 1v1, belongs to the most difficult category to deal with.

Similar to Tang San, he restrained the sensitive attack system very much, not only the sensitive attack, but the rest of the system, and the rest of the system, were also very powerless to deal with the control system.

There is only one reason. Once you are controlled and you can’t break free, you have to lose.

“The toughness of cotton is half the same as that of blue and silver grass, but the junior three are different…”

Wang Feng smiled.

The control soul master of the Cotton Martial Soul below is of good strength, and it is also a double hundred soul ring, and the cotton is a bit tougher than Tang San’s blue silver grass!

However, the difference is that there is no toxicity of blue silver grass.

However, the toughness of his cotton is even stronger! Obviously it was a purely tough route, and the cotton still glowed slightly silver-gray.

Abandon any remaining attached attributes!

“Zhu Zhuqing is going to lose…”

Wang Feng looked at it for a while, then shook his head.

The overall strength of this soul master is worse than that of Junior three.

Moreover, he directly wrapped himself in cotton, revealing only some gaps, and observed the situation on the battlefield.

Nor did he make a large amount of cotton like Tang San, narrowing Zhu Zhuqing’s scope of battle.

It’s just that, after wrapping himself up, he quickly controlled the extremely tough cotton and rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing from all directions.

Even though Zhu Zhuqing reacted extremely quickly, she could never break through the layer of cotton that wrapped the enemy like a silkworm cocoon.

In the end, he had to lose.

When he came back, Zhu Zhuqing’s expression was a little gloomy, and because of the battle, his face was also stained with a rare blush.

“You can actually beat him.”

Wang Feng said suddenly.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback.

“This person just now is similar to Tang San, but much weaker than Tang San.”

Wang Feng said slowly, “You only need one thing to defeat him.”

“What?”

Wang Feng touched it from his arms and handed it to Zhu Zhuqing.

It is a stone.

Very warm, showing a fiery red color.

“Flint?” Zhu Zhuqing’s pupils shrank.

This kind of stone is a very common thing used by civilian families to make fires.

“That’s right, this is it.” Wang Feng said lightly: “After you fought Tang San last time, you should understand what means you should use to counter restraint in the face of this kind of control soul master who restrains you.”

“You use your sharp claws to gently scrape this flint and try.”

Zhu Zhuqing’s palm condensed gently, and her sharp claws, sharp as a cold blade, gently scraped the flint.

A subtle flame came out.