Chapter 38 King Kong Hercules Bull Battle Spirit

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Chapter 38 King Kong Hercules Bull Battle Spirit

Huang Tianchen coughed up several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his eyes were extremely red. He never thought that he would be defeated, by a late warrior monk.

To him, this was a naked shame, and he would definitely bow down in front of others in the future.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Fan, pondering in his heart: "First push Huang Tianchen to attack at the same level, hurt Huang Tianchen with a punch, force Huang Tianchen to use all his strength, and then use an instant burst of strength to hurt Huang Tianchen , Shocking everyone, I guess he himself is not feeling well."

Among those present, almost only Ling Feng understood what happened just now. As he said, Xiao Fan's body was surging with qi and blood. 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 lost the courage to fight, if he still wanted to make a move, it would just make others look down on him even more.

"Didn't you say to fight me in the same realm? If you lose, you can't accept it? If you take off the clothes of the Huang family's children, what are you?" Xiao Fan gave Huang Tianchen a cold look, then turned and walked towards the distance go.

As for Xiao You, Xiao Fan didn't even look straight in the face, Xiao You's face was extremely ugly, how could she know that it was less than a month ago, Xiao Fan was already so powerful.

For some reason, a fear rose in her heart. She 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, and looked contemptuous.

The crowd dispersed slowly, Huang Tianba came over with a bruised nose and a swollen face, stared fiercely at Ling Feng's back, and said, "Ling Feng? No matter what your background is, in Yancheng, I have ten thousand ways to kill you. "

"That's right, my husband, I must kill Xiao Fan." Xiao You also said hastily.

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

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

In front of the gate of the Zhanwang Academy, there were a lot of people, lined up in ten huge queues of people, all of whom came to enter the Zhanwang Academy, but it was very difficult to enter the Zhanwang Academy.

The nobles of the Dayan Dynasty must awaken a fourth-rank battle spirit, while for ordinary people, they must have a fifth-rank battle spirit, and their soul power must exceed twice that of ordinary monks of the same rank.

Xiao Fan was lined up behind a long queue, the little witch hesitated for a while, and finally stood behind Xiao Fan, Ling Feng walked up to the little witch with a smile, and said: "Shi Yu, this is too slow, do you want me to help you?" ..."

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

"I knew Shi Yu wouldn't jump in line." Ling Feng didn't feel embarrassed at all, which made Xiao Fan in front speechless for a while.

Between the little witch and Ling Feng, Lang Youqing, concubine unintentional, and Ling Feng is still stalking, but the little witch doesn't buy it at all, the strange thing is, Ling Feng is willing to do so.

An hour later, there were only three people left in front of Xiao Fan. The chief examiner was an old man in black. He should be a teacher from Zhanwang Academy.

"A strong Zhanzong." Xiao Fan took a deep breath. He is only a late-stage Warrior Master, and there is still a long way to go to Zhanzong Realm.

"Release your battle spirit." The black-clothed old man said calmly, he had long been numb, slightly raised his head to look at the white-clothed young man's battle spirit in front of him, and said, "Fourth-grade battle spirit Phantom Heart Grass, unqualified, next."

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

"Do you want to be thrown out? Next." The old man in black was very impatient.

The boy in white's face changed, and then he left bravely. To ordinary people, the Viscount is extremely extraordinary, but in Yan City, he is nothing at all, and he is no longer among the nobles.

Immediately afterwards, a girl in a blue skirt walked up, looking a little nervous.

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

The young man looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his body was embarrassing. It was the first time he had seen such an obese person after being reborn in the Continent of War Souls.

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

"You haven't awakened your battle spirit, have you?" The obese boy looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, then regained his composure, and said, "Brother, it's good to be careful when you go out, but anyway, you have to summon your battle spirit anyway, so tell me It's alright."

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

"Don't you really know?" The fat boy stroked his chin with a thoughtful look on his face, but finally he had to give up. He knew that Xiao Fan should not have lied to him.

"By the way, my name is Nangong Xiaoxiao. Nice to meet you. Just call me Nangong." The fat boy looked familiar.

Xiao Fan felt weird for a while, this name, why is it a bit like a woman's name, what is it called Nangong, wouldn't it be better to simply call it Fatty? Both cordial and image!

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

"Fourth grade battle spirit Black Eagle, unqualified, next." At this time, the voice of the examiner, the old man in black, continued to sound.

"It's my turn." Nangong Xiaoxiao grinned, and trotted up quickly, her fat body trembling constantly, how funny it was, the monks around couldn't help pointing.

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

"Drink." Nangong Xiaoxiao roared angrily, startling the examiner and the surrounding monks.

"What's the name!" The old man in black cursed angrily, but when he raised his head, his eyes froze there for an instant, and the pupils kept trembling.

"Jin, Vajra Hercules!" Someone from the surrounding monks exclaimed, with horror in their eyes.

The next moment, most of the people in the square were attracted by the phantom of the three-foot-sized golden bull in the void, and a powerful momentum rushed in all directions.

"Ninth Grade Battle Spirit!" Xiao Fan shrank his pupils, unable to hide the shock in his heart. He had communicated with Nangong Xiaoxiao just now, but he didn't realize that he was a genius at all.

Ninth-rank battle spirit, not to mention the Dayan Dynasty, even the dynasty that governs the Dayan Dynasty, or even the Emperor Dynasty, may not have it.

If a person with a ninth-grade battle spirit grows up, he can become a warrior-like existence. Looking at the entire battle spirit continent, he is also one of the few strong ones.

Hoo hoo!

Gusts of wind blew past, and several figures appeared on the square in an instant. The speed was so fast that people didn't react at all.

The leader was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, who looked to be about fifty years old, with a face as sharp as a knife, and a rich spirit like jade, exuding a powerful majesty invisibly.

"I have met the dean." Seeing the man in brocade clothes, the old man in black quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Dean? This is Dean Qu Xuan!" The crowd shrank their pupils and looked at the man in brocade in amazement.

No wonder they were so shocked. Qu Xuan has been the dean of Zhanwang Academy for more than ten years, and he never showed up on the day of enrollment.

However, when their gazes fell on the gigantic Vajra Hercules, they were relieved. Ninth-rank battle spirits, not to mention rare in the world, were unique, and it was reasonable for Qu Xuan to appear.

"Little friend, Zhanwang Academy welcomes you." Qu Xuan looked at Nangong Xiaoxiao and smiled, feeling extremely excited in his heart.