Qin Feng froze in place, and a data bar appeared in front of him.

Host; Qin Feng

Gender; man

Age; 6 years old

Grade; Rank 9 Soul Master

First Martial Spirit; Liangyi Tiangang hammer

Second Martial Spirit; not

soul power; 100/90000

"Kid, what's wrong with you?!"

Old Jack looked at Qin Feng, who was still bouncing just now, and suddenly stopped, which frightened him in an instant.

This is the treasure of their Holy Soul Village, and there is no room for the slightest problem.

It's been so many years, and it's been a long time since there has been a soul master who can cultivate, especially a young generation like Xiao Feng who started out as a second-level soul master and is still an offensive hammer.

Old Jack came to Qin Feng, who was as still as a sculpture, and suddenly a light pierced Old Jack's eyes, and the strong soul power almost knocked Old Jack down.

"Nine! Nine! Rank 9 Soul Warrior!! ”

Old Jack's pupils constricted, his breathing was short, his hands were shaking, and he looked like he had had a seizure.

"Jay, Grandpa Jack, what's wrong with you?"

Tang San hurriedly went up to help.

Old Jack, whose face was flushed and his neck was swollen, eased up, but his hands were still tightly clutched at his chest.

"Grandpa Jack, what's wrong?"

Qin Feng came back to his senses, and the sudden escalation just now inexplicably brought him into a state of emptiness.

"Kid, no, it's okay, grandpa is so happy."

Old Jack grabbed Qin Feng's hand tightly.

The sharp palm like a withered branch tugged at Qin Feng tightly, and his bones pierced him.

"Kid, have you become a ninth-level soul master?"

Old Jack's cloudy gaze sparkled with brilliance.

"Uh-huh."

Qin Feng nodded.

Hiss!

When Old Jack heard this, he was top-heavy in an instant, and his heart thumped!

Just yesterday, wasn't the other party still a second-level soul warrior? In this night's effort, the other party was promoted to a ninth-level soul warrior?!

The legendary Soul Saint predecessor was not so exaggerated back then, what kind of freak did this sloppy blacksmith pick up!

Old Jack was almost stimulated to a heart attack and died laughing on the spot.

If it weren't for Qin Feng really appearing in front of his eyes, he would definitely think that he was dreaming!

"Xiao Feng, have you advanced to the ninth level of a soul warrior in one day?"

Old Jack asked again.

"Yes, Grandpa Jack."

Qin Feng nodded affirmatively, there was nothing to hide.

"Saint, there is a genius in the Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack's trembling hands were clenched tightly, and the wrinkles on his face were shaking, and although he was ready, he still couldn't suppress his excitement at the moment.

Old Jack has lived in the Holy Soul Village since he was a child, and he has never seen anyone promoted to the first level in such a short period of time since he was a child, and the promotion from a second-level soul warrior to a ninth-level soul warrior is even more unprecedented!

Now that a congenital soul power and an upgraded little monster, the sleeping Holy Soul Village is finally about to wake up?!

"Thank you, Lord Soul Saint, thank you, Lord Soul Saint, for bless our Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack knelt at the entrance of the village very excitedly, and thanked the plaque of the Holy Soul Village again and again.

Tang San and Qin Feng's eyes were surprisingly consistent at the moment, they didn't seem to have anything to do with that legendary Soul Saint Lord, right?

However, at this time, the two did not show any abnormality, but stood next to Old Jack very well-behaved.

If it weren't for Old Jack, they would have been able to go to the Junior Soul Master School there, and the two of them would still be grateful to Old Jack in their hearts.

Soon, the three of them got into the carriage.

"Compared with my unsuccessful grandsons, you two are like one heaven and one earth, I really don't know what blessings Tang Hao, a drunkard, cultivated in his last life."

In the car, Old Jack looked at Qin Feng and Tang San, how much he hoped at this time that these two children were his grandsons.

"Why is the junior a little sullen? Do you miss your drunkard father? ”

The car walked for a while, and the frolicking joy just now turned into silence.

"Well, a little."

Tang San's little head nodded slightly and replied.

Although he is a traverser, Tang Hao is his biological father, and the father and son have depended on each other in the village for so many years, and it is false to say that there is no emotion.

"Don't think too much about it, when the time comes, you will make more friends in the academy and learn more knowledge, and it will be much more fun than in the village."

Old Jack comforted Tang San.

Then Old Jack patiently introduced to Tang San the outside world he knew.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, slowly lay down next to him, and then fell asleep completely with his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

If you really want to compare the familiarity with the Douluo Continent, Old Jack is a book, then he Qin Feng is a library.

After all, he was a Douluo fan at the beginning.

"It's Notting City."

The Holy Soul Village is not far from Notting City, if you walk, it takes about half a day, and it is faster to take a carriage than to walk, and you can arrive in two or three hours.

Old Jack had something to do this morning and had no choice but to delay it until noon, if they walked over, I was afraid that they would not be able to catch up with the registration of the Soul Master Academy, so Old Jack paid for a carriage.

The three of them got out of the car, Notting City was not a big city, but because it was very close to the border of the Heaven Dou Empire, it was heavily guarded, and the three of them underwent some inspection before entering the city.

"Little San, Xiaofeng, grandpa will go back first after grandpa sends you to the academy in a while, you must be obedient, grandpa will pick you up after the end of this semester."

Old Jack said vaguely reluctantly to Tang San and Qin Feng with some reluctance in his eyes.

"Is Grandpa Jack in such a hurry to leave, but the carriage has already left, why don't you stay in the hotel for a day or two and leave again?"

Qin Feng looked at Old Jack, the carriage Old Jack had already called away, if the other party sent them to the academy before leaving, it was estimated that it would be dark before they could return to the village.

"Child, the hotel in this city is something that we poor people can afford, it doesn't matter if the carriage leaves, grandpa can walk back slowly, remember to study hard in the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, when the time comes, the Holy Soul Village will be proud of you, and now grandpa is worth it even if he is tired and hard."

Old Jack touched Qin Feng's head after a wry smile, and Old Jack was very pleased that Qin Feng was so sensible.

A group of three people, walking in the city, the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is in the west of Notting City.

It took a lot of twists and turns for the three of them to find the specific address of the college.

In the distance they saw a tall arch, all made of the finest granite, and under the door there were two black iron grilles, which were also made of fine iron.

"Notting Academy."

In the middle of the superb granite arch, four gilded characters are particularly eye-catching.

You must know that this is just a junior college, and it is so luxurious, which also indirectly shows the importance of the profession of soul master in the Douluo Continent.

"A few hillbillies, don't get in the way here!"

The three of them were just about to step forward to ask, when suddenly a young man who was guarding the door walked towards the three of them and shouted angrily at them.

【Ding, Inspire Quest】

And in Qin Feng's mind, almost at the same time, a mechanical female voice sounded without warning.