Douluo's strongest son-in-law

Qin Feng was stunned, and a data bar appeared before his eyes.

Host; Qin Feng

Sex: Male

Age; 6 years old

Level; Nineth-level Soul Warrior

The first Wuhun; Liangyi Tiangang Hammer

Second Wuhun; None

Soul power; 10090000

"Boy, what's wrong with you?!"

Old Jack watched Qin Feng, who was still jumping, suddenly stopped, and he was frightened in an instant.

This is the treasure of their holy soul village, and there is no room for any problems.

For so many years, it has been a long time since there has been a soul master who can cultivate, especially the younger generation like Xiao Feng who started as a second-level soul master and is still an offensive hammer.

Old Jack came to the side of Qin Feng who was still like a sculpture, and suddenly a ray of light pierced Old Jack's eyes, and the strong spirit power almost knocked him down.

"Deep yellow light?! Nine! Nine-level soul warrior!!!"

Old Jack's pupils tightened, his breathing was rapid, his hands trembling constantly, he looked like a sheep had a seizure.

After awakening the spirit of the martial arts, at the stage of the soul warrior, different rays of light will emerge when they are promoted. The deep yellow is the sign of the ninth level!!

"Jie, Grandpa Jack, what's the matter with you?"

Tang San hurried up to help.

The blushing old Jack with his neck and neck alleviated, but his hands were still tightly grasping his chest.

"What's wrong with Grandpa Jack?"

Qin Feng came back to his senses, and the sudden upgrade just now made him enter a state of nothingness inexplicably.

"Child, no, it's okay, grandpa is so happy."

Old Jack held Qin Feng's hand tightly.

The sharp palm of his hand gripped Qin Feng tightly, his bone stabbing him in pain.

"Child, have you become a ninth-level spirit warrior?"

There was a gleam in old Jack's dim eyes.

"Hmm."

Qin Feng nodded.

hiss!

Hearing these words, Old Jack felt top-heavy in an instant, and his heart jerked!

Just yesterday, wasn't the opponent still a second-level spirit warrior?Has the opponent been promoted to a ninth-level spirit warrior in this night?!

The legendary senior soul saint was not so exaggerated back then, what kind of freak did this sloppy blacksmith pick back!

Old Jack was almost stimulated to have a heart attack and ended up smiling on the spot.

If it weren't for Qin Feng to truly appear before his eyes, he would definitely think he was dreaming!

"Xiaofeng, are you promoted to the ninth-level spirit warrior in one day?"

Old Jack asked again.

"Yes, Grandpa Jack."

Qin Feng nodded affirmatively, there was nothing to hide.

"Holy, there is a genius in Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack held his trembling hands tightly, and the wrinkles on his face were shaking. Although he was ready, he still couldn't restrain his excitement at this moment.

Old Jack has lived in the Holy Soul Village since he was a child. Since he was a child, he has never seen anyone who can be promoted to the first level in such a short period of time, and it is unprecedented to be promoted from a two-level spirit soldier to a ninth-level spirit soldier!

Now that an innate soul power, an upgraded little monster, is the sleeping Holy Soul Village finally awakening?!

"Thank you Lord Soul Sage, thank Lord Soul Sage for blessing our Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack knelt at the entrance of the village very excited, and thanked the plaque of the Holy Soul Village.

Tang San and Qin Feng's eyes were surprisingly the same at this moment. They didn't seem to have anything to do with the legendary Soul Sage, right?

However, the two did not show any strangeness at this time, but stood beside Old Jack very well.

If it weren't for Old Jack, they could go to the Junior Soul Master School, and the two of them would still thank Old Jack from the bottom of their hearts.

Soon, the three got into the carriage.

"Comparing you two with my incompetent grandsons, it's almost a world, I really don't know what kind of blessing Tang Hao, a drunkard, has cultivated in his previous life.

In the car, Old Jack looked at Qin Feng and Tang San, how he hoped that these two children were his grandsons.

"Why is Xiao San a little depressed? I miss your drunkard father?"

The car was walking for a while, and the frolic and joy just turned into taciturn.

"Well, a little bit."

Tang San's little head nodded slightly and replied.

Although he is a traverser, Tang Hao is his biological father. The father and son have been dependent on each other in the village for so many years, saying that they have no feelings are false.

"Don't think too much about it. You will make more friends and learn more knowledge in the college by then, and it will be much more fun than in the village."

Old Jack comforted Tang San.

Then the old Jack introduced to Tang San the outside world he knew very patiently.

But Qin Feng slowly lay down beside him, and then fell asleep completely with heavier eyelids.

If you really need to compare the familiarity with Douluo Continent, Old Jack is a book, then Qin Feng is a library.

After all, he was a Douluo fan at the beginning.

"It's Notting City."

The Holy Spirit Village is not far from Notting City. If you are walking, it takes about half a day to get on a horse-drawn carriage faster than walking. It will be there in two or three hours.

Something old Jack had no choice but to delay until noon this morning, if they walked over there, they would be afraid that they would not be able to register for the Soul Master Academy, so the old Jack had paid for a carriage.

The three got out of the car, Notting City is not a big city, but because it is very close to the border of the Tiandou Empire, it is heavily guarded, and the three enter the city after undergoing some inspections.

"Little San, Xiaofeng, grandpa will go back soon after grandpa sends you to the college. You must be obedient. Grandpa will pick you up after this semester is over."

Old Jack said to Tang San and Qin Feng with a vague expression in his eyes.

"Did Grandpa Jack leave in such a hurry, but the carriage has already gone. Wouldn't it be too late to stay in the hotel for the next day?"

Qin Feng looked at Old Jack, the carriage old Jack had already been called away, if the other party sent them to the college before leaving, it is estimated that they will have to be in the dark to return to the village.

"Child, the hotel in this city is something poor people like us can afford to live in. It doesn't matter if the carriage is gone, grandpa walks back slowly. Remember, you must study hard at Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. When you become a soul master, the Holy Soul Village will be proud of you, and now Grandpa is worth it even if he is tired and harder."

Old Jack touched Qin Feng's head after a bitter smile. He was very pleased that Qin Feng was so sensible.

A group of three, walking in the city, Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is in the west of Notting City.

The three people found the specific address of the college after some setbacks.

From a distance, they saw a tall arch, all made of hard top-quality granite. There were two black iron gates under the door, which were actually made of fine iron.

"Notting College."

In the middle of the top grade granite arch, the four large gilded characters are particularly eye-catching.

Knowing that this is only a junior college, it is so luxurious and style, and indirectly shows the importance of the profession of soul master in Douluo Continent.

"A few hillbillies, don't stand in the way here!"

The three of them were just about to come forward to inquire, when suddenly a young man at the door walked towards the three of them and shouted angrily at them.

[Ding, inspire a task]

And Qin Feng's mind, almost at the same time, a mechanical female voice sounded without warning.