The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Feng Ting shook his head helplessly. He actually wanted to see the process of Xiao Ning breaking through to the next realm.

Because he was very interested in Xiao Ning's technique that could conceal realm.

In his memories, there were indeed two types of special techniques that could hide realms, but that could only be compared to each other. For example, the dissolving blade Realm, what made people feel that it was the Kaiyuan Realm.

But Xiao Ning was currently a dissolving blade, and this made people feel that he wasn't even a Spirit Cultivator, but a martial cultivator of the Fighting King.

To be able to hide his cultivation level to such a bizarre degree was truly incredible.

Suddenly, Feng Ting felt a cold Qi penetrating the wall. Obviously, Xiao Ning had already started to breakthrough.

Since Xiao Ning did not want him to understand too much, he did not go and deliberately sense the situation next door, and only waited.

The cold energy did not continue to increase. It was clear that Xiao Ning had suppressed it with great effort and had consumed more than one Fire Melting Pill.

Time quietly flowed by. Unknowingly, an hour had passed, but the next door was still quiet. This meant that Xiao Ning was not in danger.

After another hour, Xiao Ning pushed the door and entered.

That small, dark face was filled with fatigue. Even though his eyes were cold, there was no longer any light in them.

He walked to the bed and weakly laid down.

Feng Ting stood up, took out another Spirit Pill and brought it to Xiao Ning's mouth.

Xiao Ning immediately felt the warm Qi from the Spirit Pill, feeling that this pill was not ordinary, he asked: "What is this?"

"Heaven Stealing Pill." Feng Ting casually replied.

Hearing that, Xiao Ning's black eyes immediately lit up, and said: "Legend has it that after eating this Heaven Stealing Pill, it is equivalent to stealing the power of the heavens for his own use."

"Yes, you are weak and you need it." Feng Ting nodded.

"You can refine Heaven Stealing Pill!" Xiao Ning could no longer remain calm.

Feng Ting laughed: "It's only a low rank Heaven Stealing Pill, I can't give you the power of the heavens, at most, it can let you get rid of your fatigue in an instant."

"However, it is said that this Heaven Stealing Pill is the hardest to refine. It seems like no one can refine it." Xiao Ning said.

"No one can refine it, am I a ghost?" Feng Ting laughed.

When the small pellet entered his mouth, he immediately felt a warm sensation spreading through his mouth. Without waiting for him to swallow, the Spirit Pill slipped into his throat.

That warm feeling seeped into his body like flowing water, warming every part of his meridians and skin. In that instant, most of the exhaustion in his body and mind vanished.

Feng Ting looked at Xiao Ning and casually said: "After an ordinary person has broken through, they would feel excited and strong, yet you are actually exhausted.

Seeing that Xiao Ning was not affected, he took two steps back and casually sat down.

"Don't go yet." Xiao Ning said as he closed his eyes.

Feng Ting knew that Xiao Ning was still extremely weak. He did not reject his offer and just sat there quietly, looking at Xiao Ning's dark face.

The room quietened down, Feng Ting was like a person who had nothing to do, quietly sitting on the chair, his gaze casually looking at Xiao Ning's black face.

This youth was very strong, very strange, and also very mysterious.

Unknowingly, Feng Ting felt a sense of familiarity.

This familiarity was not that of having only known each other for a few months, but of having known each other for a very long time.

Feng Ting did not think too much into it. He felt that maybe Xiao Ning had the Qi of a Ranker on him, and he was also someone who had become an Eighth World Ranker.

After a long while, Xiao Ning opened his eyes and saw Feng Ting.

Feng Ting laughed in boredom: "It's time for me to go."

As he spoke, he stood up.

Xiao Ning looked at the side of Feng Ting's face and said: "If there is another chance, I will definitely not let Lord Broken Hand threaten you again."

"Thank you very much." After Feng Ting finished this sentence, he walked out of the room.

After staying here for four hours, Feng Ting was somewhat worried about the Xin Ceng Nu.

Before long, Feng Ting entered the Guanling Academy.

After walking for a few hundred meters, he saw Duan Ping standing at the bottom floor of the building from afar.

He quickened his pace and arrived in front of Duan Ping.

"Junior Martial Brother Feng, Junior Sister Xin Han went to listen to Vice President Gu's lesson." Duan Ping went straight to the point.

"And then what else?" Feng Ting could tell that the Vice President Zuo wanted to invest a lot of effort into him.

Duan Ping laughed, "Guanling Academy is allowed to attend the classes of any principal other than the ten Vice President s."

"Why can't I listen to Vice-President Lin's class?" Feng Ting casually asked.

Duan Ping replied in a low voice: "Vice-President Lin studies refining poisons all day, so he doesn't teach at all."

Feng Ting still did not know that such a dark person could exist in such a sunny place like Guanling Academy. He did not continue with this topic, but said: "Then I'll leave Senior Sister Xin with you.

"Alright." Duan Ping immediately agreed.

"I've been involved." Feng Ting said politely, then walked towards the side door.

Duan Ping looked at Feng Ting's tall and straight back, and his eyes revealed an envious gaze.

Although the Vice President Zuo didn't say why he was so good to Feng Ting and Xin Han, he had already guessed the reason.

"Junior Brother Duan Ping."

Duan Ping turned his head, and seeing that it was Zhu Kangshou, he unknowingly smiled.

Presumably, this Senior Brother Zhu knew that he was waiting for Feng Ting and was secretly staring at him.

It seemed that after being ridiculed by Feng Ting, he had become even more interested in Feng Ting.

"Feng Ting didn't even say thank you." Zhu Kangshou said as he looked in the direction Feng Ting left.

Duan Ping slightly nodded: "I don't think so."

"Young man, you have some character." Duan Ping said.

"Why does Principal Zuo think so highly of him?" Zhu Kangshou casually asked.

"Although Feng Ting and Xin Han have some flaws, they do have talent." Duan Ping said.

"However, they are fated to not be people that are too powerful."

Duan Ping had nothing to say to Zhu Kangshou's judgement.

With one Fighting King and the other one not cultivating at all, the two were indeed destined to not be strong.

Zhu Kangshou said somewhat helplessly: "But these two people have already become famous in the Guanling Academy."

Duan Ping also laughed, it was truly true, maybe some of them did not recognize Feng Ting and Xin Han, but there were very few people who did not know the names of the two.

Zhu Kangshou continued: "Feng Ting has indeed become famous after defeating Qiu Xian. But the Qiu Family has the most reputation, Qiu Tan will definitely not care. "

Duan Ping had long thought about this issue, Qiu Tan would not allow a martial artist to become famous on the Qiu Family.

Zhu Kangshou said, "Junior Brother Duan, Vice President Gu's class is about to end."

"I'll go take a look." Duan Ping said as he walked towards another building not far away.

Zhu Kangshou turned and returned to the pavilion.

In the evening, Feng Ting came back to the building and saw Duan Ping and Xin Han waiting for him.

Feng Ting did not say thanks to Duan Ping. Instead, he said his farewells and left with Feng Ting.

His performance made some of the students who were hidden in the surroundings and peeking at Xin Han feel very dissatisfied.

Feng Ting brought Xin Han out of the side door of the Guanling Academy, passed through the road, and entered the guangling garden.

"Junior Brother, I don't really understand." Xin Han suddenly said as she stood beside Feng Ting.

Feng Ting replied casually: "You don't understand why I train in the martial arts that even Zuo Hu doesn't understand?"

"Yes." Xin Han admitted it.

"I don't like it." Feng Ting's answer was extremely simple.

"Junior Brother, I know you don't like it, but are you willing to be a Fighting King for life?"

This was the first time Feng Ting had spoken in such a straightforward manner, and he laughed, "The Fighting King may not be the end of it."

"Junior Brother, above the Fighting King, how can there be a higher realm?"

Xin Han was stunned by Feng Ting's words.

She had read all the ancient books, but she had never seen any books that contained Fighting King s, so there was a higher realm.

Feng Ting asked as he walked, "Is there an end to cultivation?"

"I don't think so. Otherwise, Cultivator would not be so powerful." Xin Han replied silently.

"Martial cultivation is also cultivation." Feng Ting said.

Although Xin Han felt that Feng Ting's words made sense, the logic behind them was extremely far-fetched.

Feng Ting said casually: "Senior Sister Xin, I have yet to reach the Fighting King and I have yet to die. So my cultivation, has yet to come to an end."

"Junior Brother's words are reasonable, but I don't really understand it." Xin Han said in a low voice.

"Actually, I don't know either, but I will not give up hope."

Feng Ting did not completely lie either. He knew that after the Fighting King, there was still Sentencing Lord boundary, but he really did not know what that realm looked like.

The ancient cultivation method only introduced the martial cultivation method, but it did not predict everything that could happen on the road of martial cultivation.

Therefore, he could only grope his way forward and try his best to make it as Zhou Xiang as possible, but was unable to control everything.

Xin Han understood Feng Ting a little, and knew that if he did not want to continue, no matter how hard he tried to question him, it would all be in vain.

Not to mention, she didn't want to pursue the matter at all.

She changed the topic and said: "Junior Brother, I heard that Qiu Tan is ranked at the top of the Guanling Academy's Genius Ranking s. Among the students in the academy, he is a god-like existence. "

Feng Ting knew what Xin Han meant, and said: "So what if it's the person at the top? In the history of the Guanling Academy, how many people have ranked at the top, and what does he count as? "

Feng Ting stopped in his tracks and looked at Xin Han.

He never thought that Xin Han would actually be interested in such a story. He smiled and said, "I never thought that you also worship heroes."

"I am only eighteen years old, and I have an idol in my heart. Most importantly, among the three of them, one is also a female student. " When Xin Han said this, her eyes were very bright.

Feng Ting said: "I really didn't know that kind of story."

Xin Han continued: "Among these three, two of them are siblings."

"That's interesting." Feng Ting laughed.

"And the other one married this female student." Xin Han said.