Illustrated Book of All Races: You call this an F-level talent?

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Xu Kun was stunned.

Then he checked Ling Feng's information again with the help of [Ten Thousand Races Atlas].

[Heart of Despair·Ling Feng]

HP: 0

Status: Wind Spirit State

Xu Kun wiped his eyes hard to make sure that he was not mistaken. Ling Feng's HP had returned to zero, but what the hell was this Wind Spirit State?

Looking at Xu Kun's appearance, Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh: "Why, you are not confident about the damage of your own SSS-level skills?"

"No, it's you, senior, now..."

Ling Feng didn't have a trace of sadness. Instead, he looked at Xu Kun with affirmation and relief, like an elder looking at a younger generation who has grown up.

"My current state is a kind of ability given by the Haotian Tower, called the Wind Spirit State. In this state, I can't be hurt at all, and I can still use any skills!"

Hearing this, Xu Kun's face froze.

"How about it, little guy, do you still have the confidence to take my Wind Rush?"

Xu Kun looked at the Heart-Eating Blood Ant King, who was in tune with Xu Kun's mind and shook his head in fear.

"Hahaha!" Ling Feng looked at Xu Kun's bitter face and laughed triumphantly.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, little guy. If it was someone from another race, even if he was an SSS-level talent, even if he had a trump card to kill me, I would send him to death in the Wind Spirit state!"

Hearing this, Xu Kun's heart warmed up and he understood what Ling Feng meant.

Because they are both human, even if Ling Feng still has the ability to easily kill Xu Kun in the current Wind Spirit state, he will not do it again!

"Let's not talk too much. In the Wind Spirit state, I can only live for ten minutes!"

Xu Kun's heart tightened and he looked at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng looked unconcerned and said, "You keep calling me senior. As your senior, I have an unwelcome request. Are you willing?"

"Senior, please tell me. As long as I can do it, I will do it!" Xu Kun said hurriedly.

"It's not that serious. Can you let me see your attribute panel?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

The attribute panel can only be viewed if you are in the Haotian Tower. Some people have the same exploration skills as the Ten Thousand Races Atlas, which can be explored without the other party's knowledge. But for those who don't have the exploration skills, unless the other party is willing to open the panel themselves, it is impossible to see it!

Xu Kun presented all his attribute panels to Ling Feng without any hesitation.

Ling Feng's eyes widened at the first glance.

Muttered at the corner of his mouth: "F-level talent?"

Ling Feng's face was as good as it could be at this moment. He could never have thought that he, a SS-level talent with double bonuses, would be defeated by an F-level talent today!

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Xu Kun was not embarrassed at all, but proudly puffed up his chest!

It's just F-level talent, what's wrong?

I'm proud, I'm proud!

Sure enough, after the initial doubts, as his eyes moved downwards, the surprise in Ling Feng's eyes became more and more intense!

Even his breathing became unstable.

Several major entries of [Ten Thousand Races Atlas], Xu Kun's level 10 basic attribute panel, and the unheard-of, unseen full value of luck...

After reading Xu Kun's many low-level skills, Ling Feng swallowed hard!

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is, Ten Thousand Races Atlas, what a Ten Thousand Races Atlas, hahaha!"

Ling Feng laughed wildly: "Not at all, it's worth it for me, Ling Feng, to see such a talent in my life!"

Then he looked down at Xu Kun, his eyes full of sharpness: "Boy, you're good!"

Xu Kun scratched his head shyly and said: "Just, just so-so!"

The Heart-eating Blood Ant King twisted his butt and distanced himself from Xu Kun.

Shame on this guy!

Ling Feng said jokingly: "Then according to the Ten Thousand Races Atlas entry of the Ten Thousand Races Atlas, after you kill me, you can get my Son of the Wind talent?"

Xu Kun was stunned, he really didn't expect this.

From the moment he stepped into the corridor and stepped into the hall, his mind has been tense, it was really Ling Feng's terrible attribute panel that made him breathless.

At this moment, after being reminded by Ling Feng, Xu Kun showed ecstasy.

I'm going to have SS-level talent?

"You kid, your inner thoughts are all written on your face. I'm not dead yet. Do you believe that I can kill you with one move of Wind Rush?"

Xu Kun's face froze, and he coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment: "I'm so outstanding, the seniors should not be reluctant to let me go!"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, he really couldn't stand this shameless man.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. After reading your attribute panel, I, Ling Feng, have really opened my eyes!"

"Boy, can you tell me what your dream was when you first entered the Haotian Tower?"

Xu Kun immediately looked serious and answered without any hesitation: "To establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints, and to create peace for all eternity!"

"Bah!" Ling Feng looked contemptuous: "Speak human language!"

Xu Kun instantly wilted, shrank his head and said: "Actually, I didn't think so much when I first entered the tower. To be honest, my mother is an F-level talent. She raised me up, and all I wanted was to give her a good life. But after awakening the [Ten Thousand Races Atlas], I think my dream can be bigger!"

"How big?"

Xu Kun bit his lip: "Let's set a small goal first, get a few more awesome people from the Three Saints and Seven Royal Clans, collect a bunch of SSS-level talents and SSS-level skills for myself, and then get through the Haotian Tower and complete the copy of the unified Blue Star!"

Ling Feng's eyes were wide open like a pair of bull eyes.

His lips trembled and he said: "Small... small goal?"

Xu Kun said seriously: "Yes, small goal!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and suppressed the idea of ​​beating the boy in front of him.

Thinking about it with his eyes rolling, Ling Feng seemed to think of something fun: "Okay, I look forward to the time when you complete your small goal, but you have to wait until you complete the trial and can live well, then consider your small goal!"

Xu Kun was stunned: "What do you mean, senior?"

Ling Feng didn't explain: "You will understand it naturally when the time comes!"

Xu Kun's face was no longer free and easy. Could it be that after completing the trial, he would encounter some danger?

It shouldn't be...

If you can't figure it out, then forget it. When the time comes, I will be a SSS-rated trialist, and I will naturally have the support of the entire human race behind me. I am afraid of him!

"Chengying!"

While Xu Kun was thinking, Ling Feng silently said, and the Chengying sword that was flowing like a stream of light beside him paused, and fell into Ling Feng's hand very obediently.

"Give it!"

Looking at Ling Feng's actions, Xu Kun was dumbfounded, pointed at himself and said: "Give it to me?"

Ling Feng nodded and smiled: "Just think of it as my investment in helping you achieve your small goals!"

"No...not good..."

Xu Kun loves money, and even the materials of F-level monsters are not spared!

What is Ling Feng holding?

This is an SS-level weapon!

Are you not tempted?

Of course you are tempted!

But no matter how tempted you are, Xu Kun is embarrassed to accept gifts from others for no reason. This is a principle. Even if you are poor, you have to be poor with backbone!

"You have to think it through! The Chengying Sword is a reward given to me when I changed my job to the Wind Sword Soul. It is bound to me. Except for me who can unbind it, even if I die later, there will be no Chengying Sword in the drops!"

"You know my information, so you naturally know that the Chengying Sword is an SS-level weapon, and it has great growth potential. If it falls into your hands, it will be like a tiger with wings when you kill me. If you don't want it, it will disappear with me. Think carefully!"

Before Ling Feng finished speaking, Xu Kun hurriedly grasped the Chengying Sword with both hands and said excitedly: "I dare not refuse the gift of the elders. Senior, you can go with peace of mind. I Xu Kun promise that I will give it to you in the future... And that senior Ah Qing has set up a spirit tablet, offering it morning and evening, Qingming Festival in March, and fifteenth day of July, the incense is continuous!"

Ling Feng's face turned green instantly. He didn't want to give the Chengying Sword to this stinky boy. What should I do?

One of them held the sword with one hand, and the other tried his best to take it with both hands, and they were deadlocked.

"Senior...would you please let go!"

Huh!

Ling Feng let out a long sigh and finally let go.

Woo woo woo!

The Chengying sword was held in Xu Kun's hand, and it cried like a child.

"Chengying!" Ling Feng said in a low voice, and the invisible sword that was still struggling in Xu Kun's hand calmed down instantly.

"I am not your good master. Thank you for accompanying me day and night for the past five hundred years!"

"Today, I will give you to this brat. You must help him well in the future. Do you understand?"

Woo~

On the invisible sword, the biting cold wind made Xu Kun's cheek hurt. Feeling the friendship between one person and one sword, Xu Kun was deeply moved!

The sword has a spirit and chooses its master. This proves that Chengying and Lingfeng have a spiritual connection!

Ling Feng reluctantly moved his eyes away from Chengying, looked at Xu Kun seriously and said: "Chengying is one of the ten ancient swords. Although it ranks the lowest, it is also a rare artifact. I hope you can treat it well!"

Xu Kun was shocked.

One of the ten ancient swords!

No wonder Chengying's name is so familiar, it actually has such a terrifying origin!

The title of the ten ancient swords was passed down when the Lord of Xuanyuan was born six hundred years ago. The Lord of Xuanyuan was holding the Xuanyuan Sword, which ranked first among the ten ancient swords. With his SSS-level talent and a group of powerful followers, he created a century of glory for the human race six hundred years ago!

While Xu Kun was shocked, he only heard Ling Feng continue to say: "I have stayed in this fog island for more than 500 years. In hundreds of thousands of days and months, only Chengying has been with me. It is not only my weapon, but also the only trace of my existence in the world. It is like my child to me!"

"Unfortunately, I, Lingfeng, am incompetent and cannot take it to kill the blood of all races!"

Lingfeng gently stroked the invisible sword of Chengying.

"Senior, I promise you that I will hold Chengying in my hand in the future, let all races see its power, and tell all races that it was a senior named Lingfeng who once owned it!"

Lingfeng smiled and did not comment.

His body lightened, like a breeze, and floated to the only intact throne. With the wind in his palm, he gently picked up the bones on the throne.

With his back to Xu Kun, he said: "You will know the answer to your curiosity in a moment. Promise me one last thing!"

"Senior, please tell me!" Xu Kun's eyes were dry. Looking at Ling Feng's back, he felt so desolate.

"After I completely disappear, dig up the throne, the soil..."

"Yue State..." Xu Kun had no idea of ​​Yue State in his mind for a moment, but at this moment, no matter how difficult it was, he would agree to it.

"Senior, I'll remember it!"

"That's good, I have no regrets, goodbye, in this world, I, Ling Feng, have lived a bright and upright life, I would rather betray the heavens than you, but in the end I still feel guilty towards the human race, Xu Kun, the future of the human race is in your hands!"

The voice became more and more distant, and Ling Feng's originally illusory body gradually became transparent, and finally turned into wisps of breeze and dissipated in the world.

"Senior!" Xu Kun clenched his fists, and his heart was mixed with mixed feelings.

On the throne, scenes appeared one after another, which was the answer Ling Feng left for Xu Kun...