Chapter 38: King Kong Hercules Bull Battle Soul

Huang Tianchen coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his eyes were extremely red, he had never thought that he would be defeated, and he would be defeated by a cultivator in the later stage of the war master.

This is a naked shame for him, and he will inevitably lower his head in front of others in the future.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Fan, and thought in his heart: "Firstly, Huang Tianchen shot at the same level, one punch shook Huang Tianchen, forced Huang Tianchen to exert all his strength, and then with an instant burst of power, it shook Huang Tianchen. , To frighten everyone, I guess he is not feeling well either."

Almost only Ling Feng at the scene understood everything just now. As he said, Xiao Fan's body was full of blood and energy. The sword just now consumed most of his soul power. If he continued to fight, he would definitely lose.

But he also knew that Huang Tianchen probably had no courage to fight, if he wanted to make a move, it would just make others look down on him even more.

"Didn't you say that you fight with me in the same realm? If you lose, you can't accept it? Take off the coat of the Huang family, what do you count?" Xiao Fan gave Huang Tianchen a cold look, then turned and turned towards the distance. Go.

As for Xiao You, Xiao Fan didn't even look straight, and Xiao You's expression was ugly to the extreme. How did she know that in less than a month, Xiao Fan was already so powerful.

For some reason, a fear arose in her heart, and he regretted not killing Xiao Fan that day.

The little witch and Xiao Jin followed without hesitation, Ling Feng glanced at Huang Tianchen, shook his head with a look of contempt.

The crowd slowly dispersed, Huang Tianba walked over with a swollen nose and swollen nose, staring fiercely at Ling Feng's back, and said: "Ling Feng? No matter what your background, in Yancheng, I have 10,000 ways to kill you. "

"Yes, husband, Xiao Fan must be killed." Xiao You also said quickly.

"Xiao Fan?" Huang Tianchen squinted his eyes, and said in his heart: "Ling Feng, you all must die! Even if you kill you, your Ling family won't be able to find me."

"You go to test the martial arts and soul power first." Huang Tianchen took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

In front of the Academy of the Warlord, there were fascinating figures and ten huge dragons, all of them came to enter the Academy of the Warlord, but it was very difficult to enter the Academy of the Warlord.

The nobles of the Dayan dynasty must awaken the fourth-rank battle soul, and for ordinary people, they must possess the fifth-rank battle soul, and their soul power must exceed twice that of ordinary monks of the same rank.

Xiao Fan lined up behind a long dragon, the little witch hesitated, and finally stood behind Xiao Fan. Ling Feng smiled and walked to the little witch and said: "Shi Yu, this is too slow, do you want me to do it for you? ..."

"No." Before Ling Feng finished speaking, the little witch directly refused.

"I knew Shi Yu would not jump in the queue." Ling Feng didn't feel embarrassed at all, which made Xiao Fan in front of him speechless.

Between the little witch and Ling Feng, it was Lang Youqing, the concubine was unintentional, and Ling Feng was still stalking, but the little witch didn't buy it at all. The strange thing was that Ling Feng was still willing.

An hour later, there were only three people left in front of Xiao Fan. The chief examiner was an old man in black, who was supposed to be a teacher from the King of War Academy. The momentum on his body made the monks present timid.

"Zhanzong powerhouse." Xiao Fan took a deep breath. He is now only the latter stage of the battle division, and there is still a considerable distance from the battle division realm.

"Release your battle soul." The black-clothed old man said lightly. He was already numb. He slightly raised his head and glanced at the battle soul of the white-clothed youth in front of him, then said: "Fourth-rank battle soul, unqualified, next one."

"Examiner, my father is a Viscount." The white-clothed boy said unwillingly.

"Want to be thrown out? Next one." The black-clothed old man was very impatient.

The face of the white-clothed boy changed, and then he bit his head and left. To ordinary people, the Viscount was extremely extraordinary, but in Yancheng, it was nothing at all and was no longer among the nobles.

Immediately afterwards, a girl in a blue dress walked up, her expression a little nervous.

"Brother, what kind of battle spirit is yours?" At this moment, an obese teenager in front of Xiao Fan looked back at him and asked.

The boy looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his size was embarrassing. He was reborn in the War Soul Continent. It was the first time he had seen such an obese person.

"I don't know either." Xiao Fan shrugged and smiled bitterly.

"You won't have awakened the battle spirit?" The obese young man looked at Xiao Fan with a surprised look, and then recovered his calm, saying: "Brother, it's good to be careful when going out, but you have to summon the battle spirit anyway, tell me too. It's alright."

"I really don't know." Xiao Fan looked helpless, "If you don't believe it, you can take a look later."

"Don't you really know?" The obese young man touched his chin with a thoughtful look, and finally had to give up. He knew that Xiao Fan shouldn't lie to him.

"By the way, my name is Nangong Xiaoxiao. I am glad to meet you. Just call me Nangong." The obese teenager looked familiar.

Xiao Fan felt weird. How could this name resemble a woman's name? What is Nangong? Isn't it better to be called Fatty? Both kind and image!

Out of politeness, Xiao Fan extended his right hand and said, "Xiao Fan."

"Fourth Grade Battle Soul Black Hawk, unqualified, next one." At this time, the voice of the examiner's black-clothed old man continued to sound.

"It's me." Nangong grinned and ran up quickly, his body trembling constantly, how funny and funny it was, and the monks around couldn't help pointing.

"Release your battle spirit." The black-clothed old man's tone was still cold.

"Drink." Nangong roared, shocking the examiner and the surrounding monks.

"What is it called!" The black-clothed old man yelled angrily, but when he looked up, his eyes stayed there for an instant, and his pupils kept trembling.

"Jin, King Kong Hercules Bull!" The surrounding monks exclaimed, with horror in their eyes.

In the next moment, most of the people on the square were gazes attracted by the three-foot-sized golden giant phantom of the void, a powerful momentum rushed in all directions, and many cultivators were even more trembling, and some were unstable.

"Ninth-Rank Battle Spirit!" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank, unable to conceal the shock in his heart. Just now, he communicated with Nangong Xiaoxiao for a while, but he didn't realize that he turned out to be a genius.

The Ninth-Rank Battle Soul, let alone the Great Yan Dynasty, even if it is in charge of the Great Yan Dynasty's dynasty, even the emperor, it may not have it.

If a person with a ninth-rank battle soul grows up, he can become a war saint. Looking at the entire battle soul continent, he is also one of the few powerhouses.

Huhu!

A gust of wind blew, and there were a few more figures on the square in an instant. The speed was so fast that people did not react at all.

The head was a middle-aged man in brocade, who looked like he was about fifty years old, his face was as sharp as a knife, and his spirit was like jade, exuding a powerful majesty invisibly.

"I have seen the dean." Seeing the man in Jinyi, the black-clothed old man quickly stood up and said respectfully.

"President? This is Dean Qu Xuan!" The crowd shrank and looked at the man in Jin Yi in surprise.

No wonder they were so shocked that Qu Xuan had been the dean of the Warlord Academy for more than ten years, and he never appeared on the day of enrollment.

However, when their gaze fell on the huge King Kong Hercules, they were relieved. The Ninth-Rank Battle Soul, not to mention rare in the world, is also unique, and Qu Xuan's appearance is also reasonable.

"Little friend, Warlord Academy welcomes you." Qu Xuan looked at Nangong Xiaoxiao with a smile, and his heart was also extremely excited.