Douluo: Violent Martial Soul, Automatic Upgrade and Evolution

That's why Sword Douluo arranged for Ye Feng to run five kilometers.

Only in this way can the use of soul power become Ye Feng's instinct.

If you just run, five kilometers is still too difficult for a six-year-old child.

Only by making full use of the spirit power to cooperate can there be a chance to complete the task.

"Rongrong, I'm catching up!"

Ye Feng is a soul master after all, although Ning Rongrong ran a distance first, he quickly caught up.

"Brother Ye Feng, wait for me!" Ning Rongrong almost burst into tears when Ye Feng overtook her.

But Ye Feng didn't care about her, his task was five times that of Ning Rongrong's, if he didn't run faster, he might not finish this afternoon.

"Dead Yefeng, smelly Yefeng, don't run away!" Seeing Ye Feng running away like a gust of wind, Ning Rongrong was so outraged that he didn't even call out his brother.

"Hehe!" Ye Feng, who was in front of him, pretended that he didn't hear it. The soul power in his body was running, but he ran faster.

In his mind, the meditation method is working hard to restore the soul power that Ye Feng consumed all the time.

Although recovery and consumption cannot be balanced, it also prolongs the time for Ye Feng to use his soul power.

And through his own control, Ye Feng's control over the soul power is also slowly increasing.

It didn't take long for him to grasp the essence of using soul power, and only use a little soul power to bless his legs without causing any waste.

"Ding, you can feel the smooth flow of soul power in your meditation, and your proficiency has accelerated."

Hearing the system's beep, Ye Feng ran even harder.

Chapter 12

With the passage of time, Ye Feng's training content is gradually increasing.

On Bone Douluo's side, he began to explain some knowledge about soul beasts and soul masters.

On Sword Douluo's side, he also began to explain his combat experience, and from time to time, he would even do some actual combat.

The training difficulty is gradually increasing.

Soon, ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past ten days, Ye Feng's martial soul evolution rate has reached 5/10, which has accumulated to half.

On average, the evolution rate is increased by a little every three days.

After the evolution rate exceeded half, Ye Feng's feelings became more obvious.

First of all, the movement speed is faster, and when the martial spirit is possessed, the pair of sharp claws are harder and sharper.

The wings behind are also more favorable, allowing for faster flight.

And Qibao Liuli Meditation also broke through a small realm, reaching the level of Xiaocheng.

Xiaocheng's Seven Treasures Glazed Meditation method can accumulate soul power faster.

Almost every day, Ye Feng could clearly feel the growth of soul power in his body.

Because of the automatic cultivation of meditation methods, there is no need to rest at all, and it is running 24 hours a day.

Ye Feng's soul power accumulation is also relatively fast. According to his estimation, he will be able to upgrade his level in about half a month.

There is also the soul skill of speeding up, under the guidance of Sword Douluo, speeding up to the level of proficiency.

After reaching the level of proficiency, Ye Feng can already exert the full effect of the accelerated soul skill.

To accelerate this soul skill, every time his strength increases by one level, his movement speed and shooting speed will increase by one percent.

He is now an eleventh-level soul master, and the effect of accelerating soul skills is 110%.

This speed is perfectly displayed, and it is already extremely ghostly.

Especially in the case of using soul skills freely, Ye Feng can guarantee it.

If he competes with Ning Haoran again, he will definitely win.

This person couldn't stand the nagging, he just thought of Ning Haoran, but he really came.

Ye Feng had just finished training and returned to the courtyard with Ning Rongrong when a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Is Junior Brother Ye Feng at home?"

"It's the third brother's voice." Ning Rongrong raised his head and said to Ye Feng.

Ning Haoran's voice is very distinctive, it may be because he is in the period of voice change, his voice is very sharp.

As soon as you hear the sound, you know who it is.

"Senior Brother Haoran! Please come in." Ye Feng greeted him with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, senior brother came to discuss with you again." Ning Haoran said straight to the point.

This time, he came with the hope of victory.

"It seems that Brother Haoran's strength has increased again." Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and he had already noticed Ning Haoran's proud expression.

"I know, I know." Ning Rongrong jumped up and said.

"Because I didn't beat Brother Ye Feng last time, I went to retreat to practice. This time I must have made a breakthrough."

Ning Haoran nodded with a smile: "Little sister is right, I have broken through to the seventeenth level."

"Congratulations, Brother Haoran." Ye Feng said with a smile, "It seems that Brother Haoran is very confident this time!"

Ning Haoran laughed: "Bibi, Junior Brother Ye Feng, will find out later."

"Okay!" Ye Feng readily agreed.

He is also trying to test his own strength.

During this period of time, although the level has not improved, but in terms of strength, he already has the confidence to defeat Ning Haoran.

"Let's go, let's go to the training ground."

Under the leadership of Ning Haoran, Ye Feng and Ning Rongrong came to the training ground together.

Although Ning Haoran is Ning Fengzhi's son, he is kind and has no airs.

And I really like to find people to learn from.

But his talent is not good, and his strength is not strong.

People are still addicted to food, so it's him.

"Come on, Junior Brother Ye Feng, I'm ready." As soon as he arrived at the training ground and stood still, Ning Haoran couldn't wait to possess his body with the actual martial soul and entered the fighting state.

The past ten days of retreat had suffocated him, and he couldn't wait to have a big fight.

Ye Feng also completed the martial soul possession. Hearing Ning Haoran's words, his expression froze, and he was so frightened that he almost lifted the martial soul possession.

What kind of wolf and tiger words are this!It is easy to cause ambiguity.

"Senior brother, look at the trick!" Ye Feng moved his body and rushed forward quickly, with a pair of bird claws shining with sharp light.

"Good time!" Ning Haoran shouted excitedly, and also stretched out his hands, raising a pair of wolf claws to meet him.

In just ten days, Ye Feng's combat experience has greatly improved.

Facing Ning Haoran, he didn't show any weakness at all, and the two started to fight back and forth.

Beside, Ning Rongrong was excitedly applauding loudly.

With that appearance, he was even more excited than himself on stage.

The fierce fight between Ye Feng and Ning Haoran instantly attracted the attention of a group of inner disciples in the training ground.

Those who were familiar with them started talking immediately.

"Tell me, Junior Brother Ye Feng and Senior Brother Haoran, who will win?"

"It goes without saying, of course it's Senior Brother Haoran. Regardless of age or strength, Senior Brother Haoran is better than Junior Brother Ye Feng. If you can't win, Senior Brother Haoran will be ashamed."

"That's not certain. Look at Junior Brother Ye Feng's movements. They are more routine than last time. Obviously, Junior Brother Ye Feng's strength has improved a lot during this period of time."

Those who watched the last battle were keenly aware of Ye Feng's changes.

In fact it is.

When he fought Ning Haoran last time, Ye Feng didn't dare to fight head-on at all, and mainly focused on dodging.

This time it was different, he actually had a relationship with Ning Haoran.

He even relied on his speed to put Ning Haoran at a disadvantage.

This improvement is not insignificant.

You know, only a dozen days have passed, and Ye Feng has made such great progress.

If he was given more time, wouldn't he soon be able to surpass these old people.

"Junior Brother Ye Feng, I'm going to get serious." Seeing that he couldn't win the battle for a while, Ning Haoran couldn't hold back his face.

You know, he is a full six years older than Ye Feng, if he can't take this, it will be a shame.

"Okay!" Ye Feng nodded.

"You can't fly later!" Ning Haoran reminded worriedly.

"Come on!" Ye Feng has already seen Ning Haoran's soul skills.

Fast and explosive.

But there is a fatal shortcoming, that is the straight line attack.

As long as you can react in advance, it is not difficult to crack.

"Demon wolf raid!"

Ning Haoran's soul power suddenly exploded, and the next moment, his body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Ye Feng.

"accelerate!"

With a flash of light in Ye Feng's eyes, he activated his soul skills instantly, and moved his body two steps to the side, just avoiding Ning Haoran's attack.

Afterwards, Ye Feng kicked back, advancing instead of retreating, and before Ning Haoran could react, he appeared behind Ning Haoran in an instant, clenched his fist with the bird's claw, and struck out fiercely.