Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 130 Reencounter with Canghui

The past ten days or so passed in the blink of an eye, and the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament officially began. Since Shrek Academy happened to be located in the Tiandou Division, everyone didn't need to rush. After a good rest for a day, they leisurely arrived at the competition area.

Because of Ning Rongrong, the group didn't wear those extremely embarrassing "GG team uniforms," ​​but the color was still green—in Flander's words, this green represented Shrek's tenacious and united spirit, a symbol that absolutely could not be abolished!

Han Feng didn't see any of this in the green color.

Han Feng really wanted to ask Flander if he knew that green could also represent a person's 'magnanimity'.

However, despite this, Ning Rongrong's taste and design talent are truly amazing. In no time, she customized a team uniform that satisfied everyone. It was tailored, neat, and elegant. The Shrek logo on the chest did not look out of place; on the contrary, it had the effect of adding the finishing touch. However, Shrek's smile looked a bit like Han Feng's!

—To be honest, compared to what Flanders called the team uniform, as long as it's just a piece of clothing, no one would have any objection.

"Thanks to Rongrong, otherwise we would definitely be the laughing stock we're talking about now!" Ma Hongjun said thankfully.

"Exactly! Rongrong is so great! She's beautiful and rich. If I were a man, I'd be eager to marry her! What a pity! Some people don't know how lucky they are!" Xiaowu heard Ma Hongjun's sigh, her eyes darting around, and she chuckled, speaking with a pointed remark.

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong immediately objected, her face flushed as she interrupted Xiao Wu.

Even so, Ning Rongrong's gaze still unconsciously drifted towards Han Feng, only to see Han Feng cough feigning an attack. He cleverly avoided responding to Xiao Wu's words, instead blushing and staring intently ahead. His pretentious demeanor caused Dai Mubai beside him to sneer.

Since gaining access to Pale Han Feng's memories, Han Feng has been fortunate enough to understand his relationship with Ning Rongrong from an outsider's perspective.

The saying goes, "Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly." While Han Feng's pale memories certainly helped him a lot, they were clearly not enough to enlighten a simpleton.

In fact, after saying all this, to put it in Dai Mubai's words, Han Feng is just an immature big boy who doesn't dare to express his love, which is simply embarrassing for him!

"Hmph! Where did this country bumpkin come from, daring to shout like that?!"

Xiao Wu deliberately said this to Han Feng, so she didn't lower her voice; instead, she intentionally raised it by a few decibels. It was indeed a bit loud, which caused dissatisfaction. A rebuke full of disgust rang out behind everyone.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone naturally turned around.

It wasn't that they were looking for trouble, but they just wanted to apologize, since they were in the wrong first. Tang San had even prepared his words and was ready to clasp his hands in a fist salute, but the moment everyone turned around, both the person who had scolded them and Han Feng and the others were clearly stunned!

Han Feng and his group saw a middle-aged man with green hair wearing the Canghui team uniform standing behind them, his face still bearing that familiar arrogant expression.

Isn't this the same turtle soul master who was slapped down by Zhao Wuji outside the Star Dou Great Forest?!

Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. Tang San, who had originally intended to apologize, lowered his hand. The crowd watched their "old friend" with indifference, a faint sneer on their lips.

A year ago, it took everyone on the field to even slightly suppress him when facing him. A year later...

Dai Mubai, Han Feng, or Tang San—any one of them could easily put up a fight against him!

"Who do we have here! It's you! You're all old habits die hard. You have no manners and will never understand what etiquette is!" The Turtle Soul Master saw the crowd and, recalling the events of a year ago, his small eyes flashed with anger. He immediately launched into a tirade.

Upon hearing the phrase "a leopard can't change its spots," Tailong and the other three were enraged, their soul power surging as if they wanted to fight him, but they were stopped by Dai Mubai and Tang San.

Tailong looked at Dai Mubai and Tang San with puzzlement, his heart filled with doubt.

In his opinion, neither Dai Mubai nor Tang San should be the type to be afraid of trouble!

Faced with Tailong's questioning gaze, Dai Mubai merely pursed his lips, showing no intention of paying attention. Tang San also gave an awkward smile and gestured for Tailong to be quiet.

Seeing that Dai Mubai and the others didn't answer, the Turtle Soul Master became even more arrogant, pointing at everyone and cursing, "The selection system for this competition is far too lax! They let all sorts of trash in! Don't you even take a piss and look at yourselves in the mirror? This isn't a place for a bunch of little scum like you!?"

You should know that because he almost lost his mind after being scolded by Han Feng last time, the Turtle Soul Master practiced his verbal skills for a long time after returning home, vowing that he could not beat others in a fight, but he could never lose in a verbal fight!

The feeling of having your mentality explode after being criticized by someone in just a few words is just so frustrating!

As for Dai Mubai's Soul Saint teacher...

This time, he came with Dean Canghui. The dean of their Canghui Academy is the famous Soul Saint Shi Nian. What does he have to fear?

Faced with the turtle soul master's provocation, everyone slightly stepped aside. Han Feng stepped forward without hesitation, looked at the turtle soul master, and said sarcastically, "Oh! Isn't this the turtle shell that Teacher Zhao used for divination?! It's been a year, and your head looks even greener? Maybe you've opened a brothel at home?"

"Look at how fast you talk! You must have practiced a lot back home. Your spittle is practically flying off nails; one drop would make a dent! Is all you can hope for in this life but to keep going with your mouth?"

At this point, Han Feng feigned surprise, opening his mouth wide and looking at the turtle soul master with pity, sighing, "So that's how it is! No wonder your hair color is so pure! Life is hard, and I admire your courage to have survived until now!"

"You!" Upon seeing Han Feng, the Turtle Soul Master's pupils immediately contracted!

He had to admit that among the Shrek Seven Devils, apart from Zhao Wuji, who had slapped him away, the one he feared the most was Han Feng!

For no other reason than that, it's simply a matter of explanation...

Upon seeing this, Dai Mubai grinned wickedly.

With Han Feng around, all they need to do is assess whether the enemy is worth deploying as a strategic weapon like Han Feng!

"What do you mean, 'you'?! Weren't you just talking so eloquently? Why are you mute now that you've met your ancestor?" Han Feng sneered and said with amusement.

"Damn it! Do you think I'm afraid of you?!" Knowing he was no match for Han Feng, the turtle soul master, enraged, directly mobilized his soul power, seemingly wanting to teach Han Feng a lesson.

Upon seeing this, everyone's lips curled into a smile!

A year ago, the Soul King was barely considered someone of importance, but now... just kidding!

"Zhi Qiu!" Just as the Turtle Soul Master was about to make a move, a hand grabbed his shoulder, and a sinister-looking person appeared behind him, saying softly, "Wouldn't it be beneath your dignity to get angry with this bunch of wet-headed, mentally challenged country bumpkins?"

The turtle soul master turned around and saw who it was, and was immediately startled. He quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes! The dean is right!"

"Dean? Shi Nian!?" Upon hearing the title "Dean," he looked at Shi Nian and narrowed his eyes.

Is this the Soul Saint who delivered the soul bone?

Noticing Han Feng's gaze, Shi Nian's eyes turned cold, and he unleashed his spiritual power, saying in a chilling voice, "Who gave you the audacity to provoke a mentor from my Canghui Academy!?"

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Han Feng felt as if he were sinking into a quagmire, with a powerful pulling force as if it were trying to pull his soul out of his body!

If it were a few months ago, Han Feng would probably have really fallen for it. But after being tortured by Liu Erlong, who absorbed the pale Han Feng's soul and opened up his sea of ​​consciousness, Han Feng's soul was no longer what it used to be. Even though Shi Nian was known for his spiritual power, he still couldn't defeat Han Feng in one blow!

Han Feng gritted his teeth, grinned, and demanded, "Who gave you the right to lecture us?!"

A Title Douluo can make Han Feng treat him with utmost respect, suppressing his dissatisfaction and resentment. A Soul Saint is a bit lacking in that regard!

"Kids! Which academy are you from!? Who is the dean!?" Shi Nian narrowed his eyes, looked deeply at Han Feng, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's me!" At this moment, Flander returned, casually waving his hand to dispel the pressure on Han Feng, and said to Shi Nian with a smile, "Haha! Isn't this Old Monster Shi!? So eager to come here and freeload?"

Upon seeing Flander, Shi Nian knew he couldn't mess with Han Feng, and smiled, "Oh, it's Flander! After all these years, you're still alive!"

"Of course, of course! I was even planning to burn some paper money at your grave!" Flander retorted sharply.

"Hmph!" Shi Nian glanced at Flander, knowing that staying any longer would be pointless, and snorted coldly. He then said to the people from Canghui Academy behind him, "Let's go!"

After the people from Canghui Academy left, Flander's smile faded, and he asked Han Feng and the others, "Dean, I don't get along with that Shi Nian. You guys be careful. Although Shi Nian's cultivation isn't high, his martial soul is extremely troublesome; he can lure people into dreams!"

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines and responded in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)