Four-Star Low-Level
Chapter 239 Four Star Low Level
Yifeng stepped into the strange old man's room full of pungent smell again, and looked at the messy and dirty items left everywhere. He couldn't help but feel nauseous. It's hard to imagine how the strange old man survived in this environment. I have been here many times by myself, but every time it takes a very long time to adapt to the environment here.
"Strange old man..."
Yi Feng tried his best to dispel the disgusting smell with his grudge, calling out to the strange old man again and again.
"Damn... this damn old man died there again. Could it be that he really went to Hualou to find a woman?" Yi Feng searched the house, but still couldn't see the shadow of the strange old man, and he couldn't help slandering in his heart .
"What did you say?" A furious voice sounded from behind Yifeng, which made Yifeng jump, and turned his head to look, only to blame the old man's slightly green eyes. The dancing flames made Yifeng shudder uncontrollably, his face changed suddenly, he looked at the strange old man with a flattering smile and said, "Oh... strange old man, you are always back! What is strange old man doing again? What happened?! Well... I think the old man must have saved the world!"
Yifeng suppressed the nausea in his heart, and watched the strange old man flatter him.
"Chichi... boy, I just heard that you scolded me for going to find a woman!" The strange old man smiled sinisterly, looking at Yifeng and said with malicious intentions.
"Who?! Who said it was old? How could such a noble person do such a dirty thing. Tell me who it is, and I will not be at odds with him!" Yi Feng said righteously , as if trying to peel off the opponent.
"Humph..." The strange old man snorted, but he felt very comfortable being flattered by Yi Feng, "For the sake of your knowledge, I will forgive you once. But... the old man just went to find a woman. Ha ha……"
Blame the old man's words, causing black lines to appear on Yifeng's forehead, looking at this shameless and dirty old man, he wished he could kick him over. At the same time, I was also skeptical: this old man is quite old, is he still okay? !
"Hehe... It's strange that the old man's momentum is not the same as before!" Yi Feng smiled embarrassingly, sympathizing with the prostitute who entertained the strange old man. She should vomit so badly now!
The strange old man looked Yifeng up and down, and said in surprise: "Your kid has not spent the past one and a half months in vain, tsk tsk... your breath is much stronger than before! Tell me, what class is it now?"
The strange old man was also very curious. He couldn't see through Yifeng's strength, so he could only make a vague judgment based on his aura. This made him admire Yifeng's master even more, and he never thought that the old guy had such a skill. A technique that can make you unable to see through your strength is absolutely weird and terrifying!
"Two days ago, I accidentally reached the general rank!" Yi Feng didn't hide it, and told the strange old man truthfully.
"Admiral?!"
Although the strange old man had seen too many geniuses, he was still shocked. Breaking through the fifth level, or even one level, in a month is too terrifying!
The strange old man looked Yifeng up and down, tried his best to feel Yifeng's breath, and heard Yifeng's steady heartbeat, he shook his head, as if talking to himself: "Where did the old guy find it?" Apprentice, just like him perverted! Damn it, when will the evil sect stop being so perverted! "
The strange old man couldn't help but curse when he thought of the horror of every generation of evil emperors!
"Boy, how is your Inspiriting Technique doing? You won't just focus on improving your fighting spirit and forget about the business!" The strange old man looked at Yifeng and said with some warning.
"I'm just joking. No matter how bold I am, I dare not forget what you told me! The soul power of the original soul fusion can barely be used. It is not a big problem for ordinary soul-absorbing techniques. It's just that it is relatively advanced. You don’t have the soul transfer technique for me, old man, so I can’t use it!” Yi Feng looked at the old man’s eyes shining brightly, and he really hoped that the old man would pass on one or two sets of high-level dementia skills to himself!
The strange old man looked at Yifeng indifferently, and said casually: "Don't even think about it, you kid. You should work hard to lay the foundation! Although there are some advanced soul-absorbing techniques that you can barely use now, I am not going to teach you. !"
Of course the strange old man knew what Yi Feng was up to, but as an excellent soul master, he certainly knew how to train Yi Feng. Now Yifeng is considered a beginner. But the foundation is still too thin, what he wants is for Yifeng to continuously deepen the foundation. Only in this way, when the time comes to use advanced soul-hunting technique, can we get twice the result with half the effort!
"Well……"
Yifeng was a little disappointed, the high-level soul-absorbing technique was a skill he had always yearned for, but he didn't expect the old man to cut off his hope with just one word.
"Don't be disappointed, kid! As long as you practice these low-level soul-hunting skills to the extreme, even high-level soul-hunting skills can't compare. If you blindly pursue high-level skills, you will only fall behind. Your current level of soul-hunting master, Those basic inspiriting skills are enough!" The strange old man looked at Yi Feng and said lightly, as if comforting and warning!
"Well……"
Yifeng saw that the old man said that, and he also knew that the old man was determined not to teach himself the technique of instigmatism. Although he was a little helpless, he was not too sad because he had already prepared.
"However, your kid has grown up quite fast, and the level of dementor has reached a low-level four-star!" The strange old man said with a lot of appreciation in his words.
"Four-star low-level? Isn't it a teacher-level three-star?" Yi Feng was very puzzled and blamed the old man's dementor level!
"Uh... If you want to say that three stars at the division level are also normal. But among dementors, we prefer to use how many stars to classify the level! For example, if you call it according to the level of a warrior, it should be the third level at the division level, but we call it the third level of the division level. Teacher-level three stars! But the most formal is to use stars to classify grades!"
"star?"
Yifeng seemed a little puzzled, and looked at the strange old man inquiringly.
"Well, that's right! General Wang Zunjun, the master of martial arts, corresponds to the soul master's 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 stars! And each star is divided into three levels: low-level, middle-level, and high-level!" The strange old man explained.
"Why is it so divided? Isn't it better to correspond to the level of the warrior? This will make it easier for everyone to understand!" Yifeng didn't understand why these dementors did this.
"What do you know, there is a big difference between a soul master and a warrior. A warrior has nine bottlenecks in one level. But a soul master has only three bottlenecks in one star." The strange old man glared at Yiyi, as if dissatisfied Yifeng criticized the classification of the soul master field.
"Well……"
Yifeng suddenly realized, but he said excitedly immediately: "Doesn't that mean that the cultivation speed of the dementor is much faster than that of the warrior? After all, he has fewer bottlenecks!"
The whimsical sentence made the strange old man very contemptuous. He rolled Yifeng's eyes and said, "You know what. Although there are only three bottlenecks for one star of a soul master, the difficulty is much more difficult to break through than a martial artist. Otherwise, Can a dementor surpass all professions? Your kid has also reached the four-star drop level now, and you will soon break through the bottleneck. You will understand it by then!"
"Well……"
The strange old man's words made Yi Feng feel chills in his heart: Is the bottleneck of the soul master really so difficult to break through? ! To make the strange old man sigh like this!