Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 82 Han Feng's Doubts

P.S. Actually, when I first saw this part, I felt something was off. How could Dai Mubai, a member of the Star Luo royal family, go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and no one recognize him?

Led by Qin Ming, the group quickly found the teaching building and met the three deans, led by Meng Shenji.

Meng Shenji and the others were also puzzled—how could they have spent an entire morning wandering around just one forest?!

"Junior Flander greets the three seniors!" As the dean, Flander was naturally the first to step forward and respectfully addressed Meng Shenji and the other two. Behind Flander, several teachers and masters, including Zhao Wuji, also clasped their hands and bowed.

"Haha! No problem, no problem!"

Bai Baoshan laughed three times. They were old acquaintances with Flanders and the others, and there was not much of a distance between them.

Actually, this was all thanks to Zhao Wuji.

Meng Shenji, who had never seen Han Feng and his group before, chuckled and stroked his beard, saying in an approachable manner, "These must be the kids who defeated the Royal Fighting Team, right? Truly natural geniuses!"

"Heh, just lucky! Just lucky!" Flander waved his hand modestly, but he couldn't hide the smugness on his face.

Upon hearing this, Meng Shenji smiled but said nothing.

Zhi Lin walked up to Han Feng and exclaimed in amazement, "You must be Han Feng, the Reverse Flame Guardian! To be able to trap a level 39 genius from the Blue Dot Overlord Sect with only level 33 cultivation is truly extraordinary!"

Upon hearing this, Han Feng immediately waved his hand, flattered, "Senior, you flatter me!"

Han Feng felt something strange—he remembered that among the three deans, Zhi Lin should be the most strict about Shrek Academy joining the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, but why did Zhi Lin seem so happy now? Even more absurdly, he actually felt a senior's appreciation for his junior from Zhi Lin?

This is someone I have no relation to...

Han Feng swore that this was truly the first time he had ever met Zhilin!

Seeing Han Feng's expression, Zhi Lin chuckled and said nothing more. Qian Renxue had already told them that Han Feng must not know their identity, so Zhi Lin naturally wouldn't overstep his bounds. He just wanted to leave a good impression on Han Feng.

"What flattery! Yu Tianheng is already known as a genius. You were able to defeat him despite being above your level, so how can you not be worthy of the title 'extraordinary'?" Bai Baoshan's fat face trembled as he spoke matter-of-factly, showing no regard for the master.

Bai Baoshan is the least calculating of the three deans. He is the Crown Prince's man, and Han Feng is the Crown Prince's close friend, so he is close to Han Feng. It's that simple.

But Han Feng only felt a sense of unease.

The three deans were being far too kind to him; they hadn't even spoken to Zhao Wuji and the others yet, but they were already praising him in various ways.

"Could it be because of Sister Qianqian?" Han Feng wondered, but quickly dismissed the thought, "That shouldn't be the case... Sister Qianqian is just a minor princess. I remember the three deans should have already sided with Xue Qinghe, right?"

"Perhaps it's because Sister Qianqian and Xue Qinghe have a better relationship?"

"But that doesn't make sense, does it? Xue Qinghe should have been replaced by Qian Renxue by now, right?"

"Not necessarily. In the original story, Princess Xueke and Qian Renxue had a pretty good relationship, didn't they? At least that's how it seemed on the surface..."

Han Feng's mind raced, filled with guesses and denials, and gradually, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Seeing Han Feng's expression, the most experienced Meng Shenji quickly pulled Bai Baoshan and Zhilin back—the two of them were being too obvious, making it seem as if Han Feng was their own grandson!

Zhilin and Bai Baoshan reacted quickly, soon realizing their lapse in composure. They chuckled on the surface, then turned to Tang San and Dai Mubai and said:

"You must be Tang San, the one with the external soul bone who defeated Dugu Yan's venom? Truly a genius!"

"You must be Dai Mubai, the one with the Martial Soul Fusion Skill? You are indeed handsome!"

Judging from the way Zhilin and Bai Baoshan look, they are exactly like the old masters who cherish talent like their own lives!

The master frowned slightly, leaned close to Flander's ear, and said hesitantly, "The three deans are being a little too enthusiastic towards Han Feng and his group..."

Flander chuckled. Having already signed the contract, he naturally couldn't say much, so he could only cover for him: "What's the big deal? When I found out that Xiao San and the others were joining Shrek Academy, I was even more excited than the three seniors!"

Although the master still had some doubts, he could only nod when he saw Flander's natural expression.

After a while, Zhilin and the other two sat back down in their seats, eager to test the Shrek Academy team's abilities. However, upon closer inspection, the three most outstanding individuals were: Han Feng, who seemed unwilling to be the first to stand out; Dai Mubai, who appeared to have some reservations; and Zhu Zhuqing, who stood silently at the back of the group. Zhilin could only turn his gaze to Tang San.

Actually, they just wanted to shut everyone up. After all, with the Crown Prince around, Shrek Academy would definitely join the Heaven Dou Royal Academy without any surprises!

The three exchanged a glance and nodded silently. Zhilin coughed, stroked his beard, and called out in a clear voice, "Tang San—"

"Buzz—"

As soon as Zhilin finished speaking, Tang San felt a buzzing in his head. Tang San's eyes narrowed sharply, knowing that Zhilin was testing his strength. His heart sank, his expression became solemn, and he stood motionless under the pressure of Zhilin's soul power.

"Oh?" Zhi Lin let out a soft exclamation. He had just released level 20 soul power pressure, but he couldn't even force Tang San's martial soul out, which surprised him.

After all, before this, their attention was mostly focused on Han Feng, and they hadn't paid much attention to the other members of Shrek Academy.

Tang San's performance piqued Zhi Lin's interest, and he gradually increased his soul power.

"Bang!"

Under the astonished gazes of the three deans, Tang San was only forced to unleash his martial soul when the pressure of his soul power increased to level 40. The Blue Silver Grass automatically possessed him, and his true body armor was donned. Tang San, who had been struggling, was once again able to handle things with ease.

With the help of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Tang San was even more relaxed than before!

Zhilin and the other two stared at Tang San in shock. They had never imagined that the small Shrek Academy would be full of hidden talents!

"Xiao Gang! This pressure is already at the Soul Master level, are you really okay!?" Flander nervously grabbed the master's hand and whispered.

But the master calmly took a sip of tea and asked indifferently, "What level are you?"

"44.8 levels!" Flander said solemnly.

The master glanced up and, seeing that the three deans dared not increase their pressure any further, let out a long breath, stood up, and confidently said to them, "Please, seniors, continue to increase your soul power pressure. Tang San is my student; if there are any problems, I will take full responsibility!"

"Hehe!" Han Feng, who was in the group, chuckled dryly upon hearing this. This was one of the main reasons why he didn't want to become a disciple of the master. Who knew that the master would treat his disciple like this!?

Zhilin and the other two exchanged hesitant glances, but Meng Shenji finally smiled faintly and said, "Since the master has already said so, then I respect your opinion!"

"Buzz—"

After Meng Shenji finished speaking, the pressure exerted on Tang San suddenly increased, reaching a terrifying level of forty-five!

"what!"

"Whoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Tang San cried out in pain as the Eight Spider Lances he had been desperately suppressing burst forth from his body. The eight gleaming spider lances unfurled behind Tang San like bone wings!

Seeing this, the master's stiff face broke into a smile, and he bowed to the three deans: "Thank you for your help. My student has been unable to fully absorb the external soul bone since obtaining it, but today, with your assistance, it has finally become one with you!"

"Wow..." Bai Baoshan looked at Tang San with slight amazement, muttering, "A mere Blue Silver Grass can withstand the pressure of level forty-five, and it even possesses a treasure like an external soul bone. Rare indeed! Extremely rare!"

Looking at Tang San's current state, Han Feng couldn't help but sigh.

He also possesses an external soul bone, which he has not yet been able to fully absorb. If he were to use the power of the three Soul Douluos today, he could certainly absorb it completely, but he will not do so.

To be honest, only his parents and Sister Qianqian know about his external soul bone, and he doesn't plan to expose it to others before he has the ability to protect himself.

Of course, this assumes that the facade doesn't materialize due to intense emotional fluctuations.

(End of this chapter)