Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 104 Ancient Banyan Tree: Let's have a go.

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Dai Mubai rushed towards the dean's office, ignoring the countless students he frightened along the way, and met Flander as quickly as possible.

"Xiao Bai! What are you doing!? What kind of behavior is this, barging around like this!?" In the dean's office, besides Flander, Zhao Wuji was also there. As soon as he saw Dai Mubai, Zhao Wuji's rough eyebrows furrowed, and he shouted loudly—now Shrek Academy is also an upper-class academy, and we can't be as casual as we used to be.

Ignoring Zhao Wuji's reprimands, Dai Mubai, panting heavily, frantically called to Flander, "Dean! You must go... Ha! Go save Fengzi! An old man has captured Fengzi! Fengzi and I are no match for him!"

"What!?"

Upon hearing this news, both Flander and Zhao Wuji stood up abruptly. Zhao Wuji grabbed Dai Mubai and roared, "Who is it?! Who dares to cause trouble at Shrek Academy?!"

Dai Mubai's shoulder ached from Zhao Wuji's immense force, but he didn't seem to care. He simply said, "I don't know who it was. He didn't even use his martial spirit to send me flying, and he even immobilized Fengzi. All I know is that the old man was ridiculously strong and very thin, almost like he was just a skeleton, but he was very tall, and his whole body exuded a strange aura!"

"Damn it! How dare he cause trouble for my student? I don't care who he is, I'll scatter his ashes!" Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in anger, and he released Dai Mubai, ready to rush out.

"Old Zhao! Wait a minute!" Flander frowned, as if he had sensed something, and pulled Zhao Wuji back, then turned to Dai Mubai and asked, "That old man you mentioned is so strong, how did you escape from him?"

Dai Mubai didn't care about any of that and quickly said, "How would I know? He didn't seem to be trying to stop me at all!"

After Dai Mubai finished speaking, a knowing glint flashed in Flander's eyes. He smiled confidently and continued, "Then, was that old man you mentioned always smiling, and when he spoke, there was always a hint of mockery and ridicule in his voice?"

Dai Mubai was taken aback upon hearing this, and said with some confusion, "Now that the Dean has said it, it seems that way!"

"Haha! That's right!" Flander smiled mysteriously, the worry on his face instantly disappearing, replaced by a smug and amused smile—finally, he was going to meet the parents! This is youth!

"Flander! What do you mean!? You know that person!?" Zhao Wuji had no idea what Flander was talking about and asked, straining his neck.

"Calm down, calm down! Old Zhao! You're in your forties or fifties, can't you be a little more composed?! Don't worry, Han Feng will be fine, and maybe he'll even get some benefits!" Flander said casually, and calmly sat back down to read his book.

"Huh!?" Dai Mubai uttered a questioning syllable.

Previously, he told Han Feng that Tang San was in trouble, and Han Feng told him that Tang San was facing a Soul Douluo, but don't worry, even if he dies, Tang San won't. Now Han Feng is in trouble, and the old man is at least as strong as a Soul Douluo, but Flander is telling him again, don't worry, Han Feng will not only be fine, but will also benefit!?

Am I, Dai Mubai, out of touch with the world?

How about next time, I go and provoke a few Contras myself?

Meanwhile, upon hearing the old man's praise, Han Feng, unsure of its veracity, could only lower his head slightly and whisper, "Senior, you flatter me!"

"You flatter me? I'm not flattering you! You're really quite good, lad!" The old man grinned, not at all like he was lying.

Han Feng frowned, completely baffled as to what the old man was trying to do, and could only remain silent.

The old man looked at Han Feng, seemingly intending to teach him a lesson, but quickly sighed in distress, then turned to Han Feng with envy and said, "You must have accumulated some good karma in your past life! You actually... you actually... sigh!"

Han Feng, seeing the fascinating changes in the old man's expression, was even more confused about what the old man was talking about, and remained silent.

"Speak up! Aren't you quite the smooth talker? Back in the Soto Grand Arena, how many people were killed by your words? Why are you so quiet now?" Seeing that Han Feng was unyielding, the old man raised his eyebrows in exasperation, seemingly trying to provoke Han Feng into cursing him.

Han Feng felt a strange sensation. He had seen people who looked for a beating, but he had never seen anyone who looked for a scolding!

Is this old man sick?

Although he thought this to himself, Han Feng calmly replied, "This junior dares not say more!"

"Tch! Boring! I thought you were some big shot!" The old man grinned in disappointment and said regretfully.

Han Feng rolled his eyes inwardly—anyway, you're so capable, whatever you say goes. If I don't scold you, I'm considered a coward; if I do scold you, does that mean I'm courting death?

The old man was unaware of Han Feng's thoughts. If he had known, he would probably have praised Han Feng's wisdom once more.

The old man was now pondering how to punish Han Feng.

He definitely can't just start doing it directly; he won't be able to explain himself when he gets back. And who knows what that old bastard Chen Xin will do to kick him while he's down!

But he was unwilling to let Han Feng go so easily.

The old man pondered for a while, then his eyes lit up, and he suggested to Han Feng, "Kid! I heard you're a defensive Soul Master?! Me too! To be honest, I'm here to teach you a lesson today. Since we're both defensive Soul Masters, how about we have a match?!"

Han Feng looked at the old man with suspicion. He didn't detect any obvious hostility in the old man's words, so he had no choice but to go along with the old man's words and ask, "What does Senior want to compete in?"

"Since you're a defensive Soul Master, then naturally we'll compete in defense!" the old man grinned, overjoyed.

"May I ask, senior, how shall we conduct the competition?" Han Feng asked respectfully, following the old man's instructions.

The old man looked at Han Feng with an expression of "this child is teachable," nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "How about this: I'll hit you once, you block it, then you hit me again. Whoever can't block it loses, how about that? Of course, if you and I both block it, then naturally I lose!"

After the old man finished speaking, a barely perceptible flash of anger appeared in Han Feng's eyes!

This can't even be called a competition; it's a one-sided massacre!

This old man is at least a Soul Douluo-level expert, while Han Feng's first soul skill can at most block an attack from a Soul Saint level, and even that probability is extremely low. If the old man were to strike him once, how could Han Feng possibly survive?!

Although Han Feng is capable of admitting defeat and assessing the situation, he also knows the difference between being pragmatic and being weak. If someone gave Han Feng two cups of poisoned wine and told him that one cup would bring life and the other would bring death, and that he could live as long as he drank the correct cup, Han Feng would drink both cups without hesitation and then give the person the middle finger!

Since we're going to die anyway, why bother begging and pleading for life only to be tortured to death? It's better to just die quickly!

"Senior's strength is outstanding, and I am ashamed to say that I am inferior!" Han Feng gritted his teeth slightly. If the old man insisted on following his rules, Han Feng would immediately unleash five spittle in a second and make sure to curse the old man's entire family before he died!

As for Flanders...

Dai Mubai has been gone for so long, who knows what they've been doing? By the time they arrive, they'll probably be dead!

The old man possessed keen eyesight; no matter how well Han Feng concealed it, he could see the anger in Han Feng's eyes. After a moment's thought, he immediately understood, curled his lip, and said, "Don't worry! I won't take advantage of you! You haven't obtained your fourth spirit ring yet, have you? I'm only using the power of a Spirit King. Your spirit power is ridiculously pure, so I'm not taking advantage of you, am I?"

Upon hearing this, Han Feng was somewhat surprised, but also relieved, and humbly said, "In that case! This junior humbly requests your guidance, senior!"

"Haha! That's more like it!"

The old man laughed loudly, released Han Feng from his restraints, and leaped onto the open ground outside the dormitory. Many students had already gathered around, but the old man paid them no heed, casually freezing them in place. He called out to Han Feng, "Kid! Come out!"

Han Feng took a deep breath, silently lamenting the unexpected disaster, and walked to the open space as well.

"Boy! I can give you some time to prepare. Show me your strongest form!" The old man stretched his limbs and said to Han Feng with a smile.

Han Feng nodded without being polite. He activated the Blazing Shield and his second soul ring flashed. In front of the old man, six fiery shields appeared.

This is also one of Han Feng's achievements over the past few months. It eliminates the drawback of the second soul skill always having to face away from the target, and can be considered a means for Han Feng to launch a surprise attack.

The old man glanced at Han Feng, who had suddenly appeared in front of him, with some surprise, but said nothing.

"Excuse me!" Han Feng clasped his hands slightly and stepped back. His third soul skill lit up, and the Immovable Flame Demon appeared!

That wasn't all. Han Feng didn't intend to hold back. The Immovable Flame Demon, which originally only had an upper body, slowly stood up. Its facial features and limbs became clearer and clearer. Holding the Blazing Shield, it stood in front of the old man like a giant, while Han Feng stood on the giant's torso.

This is the second form of the Immovable Flame Demon, the Flame Demon Dharma Form!

Then, he donned the Flame Dragon Armor and activated his first Soul Skill, Life Defense, instantly boosting Han Feng's combat power to its peak!

"This junior is ready! I humbly request your guidance, senior!" Han Feng said solemnly and calmly.

(End of this chapter)